He’d a right bee in his bonnet about GAA players amateur ethos, dedication and levels of fitness getting airtime and praised by the media, he enjoyed taking regular cuts at it
RIP
He’d a right bee in his bonnet about GAA players amateur ethos, dedication and levels of fitness getting airtime and praised by the media, he enjoyed taking regular cuts at it
RIP
I nearly cried reading this article. Seemed like a really great man.
V nice piece. And fellas on here questioning the value of teachers…
He seems to have been a completely different man to what he portrayed on the RTE coverage
That’s a lovely way to be remembered. Some legacy.
I think it was @TheUlteriorMotive who used to regularly see him around Marley Park coaching young fellas. He strikes me as a lad who didn’t give a shit, and did things his way. The article on how he taught nearly confirms this. It’s nice reading all these stories about the positive impact someone has had on their lives.
Ciara Magean did an interview/tribute on 2nd capts yesterday. She was devastated. Again more so on how he helped her personally more than in athletics.
Lovely tributes.
I’d say he was warmly remembered by most of his students
A good teacher can have a huge impact on a kids life:education
I’d be almost jealous of the teacher student dynamic you’d hear on here that some fellas had.
In my opinion it’s very different nowadays.
In saying that I spend four years in love with my Geography and I’d often still think about her for two years after I left school.
And the very best would be pulled up on numerous points by the cigire
Careful fella. Sharon Ni Bheolain used to teach in our school and a fella there took a shine to her… he’s in prison now.
I’m moved on.
The best teacher I ever had was Bart Hickey in Sextons. Made me love history, loved it for the junior cert. Bart would go for a fag during the class and smoke it out the window of the corridor. He was a top notch person and really good at his job. He commanded respect but never lost his temper.
I had Gleeson then for the leaving cert history and soon fell out of love with the subject. A woeful teacher and a nasty cunt
I remember many years ago I was involved in a very minor incident which resulted in being landed with three charge sheets from An Garda Siochana. I called a Solicitor I knew and she said it should be fine but would speak to a Barrister and get back to me. A few hours later I get a call while in work and asked could I come down to the four courts straight away. The Barrister had read the charge sheets and said depending on technicalities and the Judge on the day they could result in a custodial…
Would that be for moving away from the set course/programme?
The teachers I’d remember as been “best” where the ones who probably did do things their own way a little bit. I’d say still getting everything covered that needed to, but adding an extra understanding to it.
Jerry teaching the lads a little Latin sounds great and really educating them.
Ya, the inspectorate generally want things done robotically, everything planned to within an inch of its life, teacher standing in certain places, using certain tones of voice etc etc
The best teachers I ever had probably hadn’t a clue where the day was going when it got to 9 o clock, a mixture of their classroom experience and knowledge of the kids in front of them made every day exciting
The actor ?
Dorrie Dowling in the institute is the best teacher and most inspiring human being I have ever had the pleasure of meeting.
All the teachers at the institute were really good. No threat of violence or constant eroding sarcasm.
Also Dan Taheny in the bish, his slide shows opened your mind to the world. I loved them so much. If you got a free class for some reason, yed be sitting there in silence, and Dan, God rest him, would stick his head round the door “would ye like a slide show lads?”
He’d then show the photos of the great European cities you’d only heard of that he’d taken himself, the stories behind them. How he got into trouble lying on the ground to take a photo of a ceiling, possibly the Cistine chapel. He’d tell you about past pupils (I always remember Miley “the pint” o Reilly, who he said was the hardest pupil ever graced the bish, became friends with Dan, stayed in touch after going to America, was offered a green card if he signed up, and died in Vietnam.
I don’t think some of these great teachers ever realise that pupils still think about them regularly for the rest of their lives.
I had the good fortune to spend some time with Dan, more as an equal when he was in a nursing home a few years back. Myself and the oul fella and the bother used pick him up and we’d go for a few pints in the local, and I’d remind him of the talks, and he’d tell me the background, often hard, that some of the teachers had, and the history of the Bish. I treasure them now.
I treasure every minute I spent in the classroom and in the company of Dorrie Dowling.
If he was a teacher for 30 years what did Jerry do for the rest of his working career?