We all have
a name that could have been, a list scrawled in messy adult handwriting that
could have been our label, our calling card. For me, it was Darcy. My mam is a
big reader too, and had I been born a boy, Darcy (Mr Darcy) from Pride and Prejudice
was number one on my parents’ list.
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Wednesday, 21 November 2012
Saturday, 17 November 2012
C - Cathal
I was an
only child for almost seven years; seven quiet and comfortable years, at least for
me. I was a very loud child. I seldom shut my mouth and could talk for hours
about pretty much anything. I used to sing to people on the aeroplane, talk to
doctors, assuring them that they couldn’t get anything past me and anyone who
visited our house was in for a very long night of constant interrogation. Recently,
my dad was chatting to one of his old friends and he looked at me and said, “She’s
not talking”. He met me once, when I was two, and I talked non-stop for three
hours.
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