Irish Children have the gift of gab.

 

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Ireland. Ireland, oh you are magnificent.  The country, the green, music, literature, and, most of all, its people are magnificent. 

Our time in Ireland was only a few scant years where our memories are still are vivid. Our planned visit this year was shelved until the world heals and recovers.

No matter what might be passing in all countries, Irish children have a grasp of language that is peculiar to their country. These ginger haired children have a way of refocusing what is important comparatively.

So, that given, let's all go to the pub, sing some songs, take off pj's and put on clothes, argue with parents, and above all, be amazed at what a child can do at such a young age.

Rainbow's End

https://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Hill_of_Tara

For seventy years, Liam had chased every rainbow to capture a leprechaun and his pot of gold. Knowing that this would be his last rainbow, Liam slowly hobbled to the Hill of Tara.  Gasping in surprise, there sat his leprechaun.

Liam threw his rope and wrapped it around the green fella. “Ha!  I’ve caught you at last! Give me your όr (gold), you rόgaile (rascal)!”

The leprechaun sighed. “Have ye caught me at last, Ian? Been lookin’ for the όr all yer life, fear (man). I’ll give ye the gold.”  With that, he pulled out a Samsung 7 android phone, texting in some numbers. “Here you go!” and handed it to Liam.

“What?  WHAT? Bitcoins? Really?” Liam gasped.

“Worth every $8, 810.18 today!  And, ye have one hundred that, $8,810.18 times 100, so there you go, now. Redeem online." With that he faded into air. 

He left a wallet filled with ₤1,000 as an extra gift, which in American dollars is roughly $4,000.  Liam hobbled over to it and headed to O'Flanagan's Pub. No more End of the Rainbows for me.