Many moons ago, (well not many moons ago, rather a few months back) our school was visited by the wondrous Gaelic poet, entitled Aonghas MacNeacail. We loved him so, Shaun, Zanda, Tom, I and the rest of Miss Dunn's English class. With his bumbling nature, poor grasp of telephone technology and honest dislike of all poetic techniques he fitted in like a.. like a.. well like a Gaelic poet in an English classroom. As the weeks passed and Aonghas continued his teachings of poetry, Miss Dunn's obvious yet subtle dislike for him became more and more apparent, which as a class we found rather hilarious as it certainly brightened up lessons. Not that they weren't bright enough already, fun escapades with Tom and The 4Bs and after Aonghas' departure, many an anecdote of a moment spent with him. The Wee Dug often cropping up in every conversation.
Soon after, the horrifying news came that Miss Dunn was leaving. However over a few MSN conversations and plotting for what to get Miss Dunn as a leaving gift, Shaun and I devised an awesome plan. (It did involve a bit of Internet sleuthing but thats not important... *whistles innocently*) We figured if we used our "highly intelligent" brains we could source Aonghas' telephone number and contact him for a surprise. One night, Thursday the 29th of March to be precise, I lived the Miss-Dunn-English-Class Dream and telephoned thee Aonghas. Though, he wasnt in but his cheery wife gave me his mobile without question. Odd as that is, I phoned anyway and had a rather long conversation over his school visits and how we were going to get this surprise to Miss Dunn. May I add, he answered the phone like so-
Myself- Hello is this Aonghas MacNeacail?
Aonghas- It might be...?
As if he was James Bond. Which rather rocked. But anyway, I did manage to get him to agree to what we were asking and after swapping email addresses all Shaun and I had to do was wait. And wait we did. Rather a lot of waiting as we had near forgotten about it until one day at school Shaun was handed a large envelope with a message that it was from Aonghas to us. What Aonghas sent us was in fact wonderfully more than what we were originally asking, and this is exactly what was in the rather large padded envelope-
Awesome isn't it? All we had originally asked for was a humorous signed photo or something that Miss Dunn would find funny but also memorable. But those framed Haikus were just excellent. The waiting came again, and we manage to keep it relatively secret between us until we alerted the rest of our class to what the plans for Miss Dunn's last day were. This last day was barely a month ago, and it was rather sad yet gleeful day. The whole class turned up in the English base, where the lucky people have a big eatery thing, and presented the Haikus to Miss Dunn. She laughed, and cried too, but thought they were lovely and said she was going to miss us all. It was great also as all Shaun and myself's Internet.. sleuthing (cough) and patience and incredibly awesome leaving gift idea plan concocting over MSN paid off as it was certainly something she'd remember us by and something we'd all remember too.
Don't ask me why I'm posting this, I felt the need to post something before I went on Holiday and I found the picture in my Received Files and this subject was chosen. Aonghas MacNeacail was and still is a living memory of 4th Year so it seemed right that I relect a little. :) I'm more then sure Shuan's next blog post ties in with this so follow those links over to your right somewhere and you'll find it. Enjoy! x
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