Reading is dreaming with open eyes..

Sensory Imagery Paragraph – 1st Year

Name: David Kelleher

Sensory Imagery Paragraph.

Genre:Murder Mystery.
In the dull grey street, where people live in fear, the piercing white light beams from a street lamp. Grey rats scamper along the street. The slippery, grey cobbles line the street. Red blood stains are splattered on the grey stone walls. Windows of apartments are caged behind metal bars and wooden planks. A high pitched squeak from an ugly grey rat bouncing from the gutter. All the lights in the buildings are switched off and hidden in darkness. Then a shadow moves closer, getting bigger and bigger each step it takes.
No Comments »

Name: Ronan Pearse

Task: Sensory Imagery Paragraph

Genre: Romance

As the couple walked down the busy street, there was smiles on everyone’s  faces and the children were delighted with there new toys. When the bells clanged for nine o clock, the couple made their way to the five star Italian restaurant. The smell of delicious pizzas and mouth-watering pastas made all the diners tummies rumble. When the couple headed home there was a lovely mild breeze down the street.

No Comments »

Sensory Imagery Paragraph – 1st Year

Name : Vincent Murphy

Task :Sensory Imagery Paragraph

Genre : Murder Mystery

Murder Mystery

I am walking through a dark alleyway with a flickering light just breaking the darkness. I start to move faster as I hear footsteps getting louder and louder. I move to a brisk walk as I hear my heart beating like a drum . This gave me a pounding headache .  I felt a  shadow brush past my neck, then I started sprinting as fast as my legs could take me. Suddenly, I saw an exit and sprinted out

No Comments »

Sensory Imagery Paragraph – 1st Year

Name:  Adam O Keeffe

Task: Sensory Imagery Paragraph

Genre: Murder Mystery

 Murder Mystery

As I walked through the dimly lit alley-way, I felt as if I was being followed but was too afraid of turning around.  I could hear water dripping off the eaves of an abandoned house.

I was nearly passing out from the stench of a knocked over garbage can being feasted on by rats.  The wind and the rain was bashing and beating everything in its path including me. 

As I staggered past the garbage can I saw a light flickering and what looked like the shadow of a man.  As I got closer the shadow disappeared and the taste of iron was soon very strong…….

No Comments »

Sensory Imagery Paragraph – 1st Year

Name: Muiris Harty

Sensory Imagery Paragraph

Genre: Murder Mystery
One dark,old street light tried its best to keep the place lit up. The rats were scurrying through the gutter and the smell of rat droppings stunk out the area. The bitter taste of revenge tingled down my spine, giving me a cold sense of foreboding.
No Comments »

Sensory Imagery Paragraph – 1st Year

Kacper Tusinski 1A

Sensory Imagery Paragraph
Murder Mystery
It was a dark, wet and stormy night and I was coming back from training. I had to arrive home at 7 o’clock and it was already 20 minutes past 7. Each time I had to come home through this dark creepy old ally, but this time my coach was late so it was pitch dark and nobody to be seen. I had slowly crept through the alley, I had tasted iron in my mouth and there was a smell of gone of waste and rats. I had heard a creepy voice in the background, then I had seen a man with a knife that was pointing at this poor man’s head, he had seen me but I quickly turned around a bolted it. I had then called my mom and the police, they had arrived and looked for the man were I had seen him, but he was gone. The police had gone and I had seen “YOU’RE NEXT” written on the wall.
No Comments »

Sensory Imagery Paragraph – 1st Year

Name: Josh Connolly

Task: Sensory Imagery Paragraph

Genre: Murder Mystery

It was a dark, narrow alley with very little light. There was some boarded up gritty windows and some scary, greasy figures dancing around the dull deep alley. The sound of the rain pounding off the boarded up windows and a rat scuttling along the broken gutter. An acrid smell from the rubbish bins arose as something rotten. The moist taste from the moss on the walls filled my throat. The rain was beating down on me. A rat ran past me just brushing past my foot, which felt awful.

No Comments »

Sensory Imagery Paragraph – 1st Year

Name: Armin
Task: Sensory imagery paragraph
Genre: Murder Mystery

I was walking home from work at dusk but I had to rush because I was late for dinner. I took the short cut down a dark, dingy alleyway with flickering lights.I could smell the smoke from the gangs smoking, I could feel the slimy, wet walls around me. I could taste the fear around this area.It started bucketing rain, so I ran.

No Comments »

2nd Year Media Society Interview International Students

CBS The Green say farewell to their international students for the Christmas holidays, but not before The Green’s Media Society caught up with them to ask a few questions about their experience in Ireland.

The Media Society took on the exciting role of reporter/ journalist as they prepped their questions for an in-depth interview with our foreign friends, with the results proving quite interesting.

One of the most intriguing observations emerged when asked their thoughts on Ireland as a whole. All of the students shared some beautiful comments on our Emerald Isle; ‘breath-taking landscape’, ‘warm and friendly people’, and ‘a great passion for sport’. Their thoughts were without negativity, of course, except for one aspect, the weather. Our Spanish and French friends were less than impressed with the blustery winds, drizzly rain, and grey skies; some even sported bright red noses at the time.

Another result of the Media Society’s research brought up the question of class size, a number of subjects studied and uniforms. We learned that generally in Spain the class size is forty while in Ireland it tends to be twenty-five. They appear to have fewer subjects on a daily basis and their uniforms would be very casual if they had one at all.

All in all, the teachers were complimented, the level of discipline admired and Tralee, a ‘small friendly town’, was noted for its safe and welcoming atmosphere. The overall consensus confirmed each student will most certainly be returning to Ireland in the near future and speaking for everyone at The Green, they will be welcomed back with open arms.


Left to right: Miguel Gonzalez Hernandez (Spain), Lucas Reinschmidth (Germany), Javier Gonzalez Papi (Spain), Javier Villabona (Spain), Hugo Vilches Gonzalez (Spain), Nicolas Cortines Papi (Spain), Jacobo Blanco Perez (Spain), Emile Bonnefis (France)

No Comments »

Media Society – Interview Transcript – International Student

Interviewers = Karol Machnik, Paul Browne, Dara  Clifford and Luke Forth



  1. What was your favourite part about Ireland?

The people here, they are nice, sometimes they can tell heavy jokes. People are honest here.

  1. How did you manage the weather difference?

It was hard. In France, it was 35 degrees I got a lot of colds at the start because it was cold and too much rainy days.

  1. How hard was English when you first came here?

It’s nice, easier to learn than French. It is hard to pronounce the letter R.

  1. Are there different subjects in France?

In France, chemistry and biology are the same. Geography and history are the same. There’s no agricultural science, however.

  1. Is the food different?

It is way different, I miss the French food. We have more meat and meals. There aren’t a lot of specialties in Ireland.

  1. Is school different here?

In France, there are barely any schools that are all boys or all girls. We have no uniform in our school.

  1. Did you find it easy to make friends here?

I made a lot of friends here, most of them are very nice in 5th year.

  1. What do you think of the Irish breakfast?

I love it, with all the bacon and eggs I love it a lot.

  1. How do you like the Irish sports?

I went to the Kerry final, there were a few good few sports except for the soccer in France. I did not know about some of the sports because they are only played in Ireland.
10. Are you going to miss Ireland?

Definitely. I will be happy to see my family and friends but after that, I will miss Ireland.


No Comments »

Media Society – Interview Transcript – International Student

Name: Jacobo Blenca Perez

Interviewer: Robert Morrissey, Kevin Lobe and Seamus Knightley

Foreign exchange students interview


Q : What country are you from?

  • Spain

Q: What was it like there & why did you move?

  • I came here on an exchange programme and it was nice there but I really like Ireland.

Q: What did you do differently in your country?

  • We had different foods and different sports, other than that our countries aren’t that different.

Q: What do you dislike & like about Ireland?

  • I dislike the weather here but I also like the school system, the people and the landscapes here in Ireland.

Q: What different sports did you play in Spain?

  • I played soccer, workout and go to the gym.

Q: Tell me about your daily routine over there?

  • I wake up, go to school and after my school which ends at 5, I  relax with my family and go out with my friends and I also go to workout at the gym.

Q: If you were to change one thing about Ireland what would it be?

  • I would really change the weather.

Q: What’s the difference between people in your country and the people in Ireland?

  • The people in Spain are nicer and they go out a lot more & there’s also a lot less parties in Ireland.

Q: What unique foods do you have in your country?

  • They eat pasta & codea.

Q: What’s the difference between the towns in Ireland and the towns in Spain?

  • People tend to go out a lot more and there are a lot nicer cars.


No Comments »

Media Society – Interview Transcript – International Student

INTERVIEWERS= Shaun o hara, Cian Lynch and Dáire Mc Govern

INTERVIEWEE= Javier Francisco villabona


What time do you start school?


Do you have uniforms?

Yes, a tie, a polo jumper and beige pants.

What’s the difference between our school and your school?

The school is bigger and it has a canteen for students and teachers, it has a spa and a public pool and fourth years and up are only allowed go to town.

Do you like it here?

Yes, but I don’t like the weather.

How many pupils are in your school?

There are 5000 pupils in the school.

How long is your lunch break?

2 hours for lunch break and 30 minutes for small break

How long is your school day?

8 hours for every year except fourth year.

Do you have more subjects than what we have here?

No, I have less subjects.

What is your favourite subject in our school?

Woodwork and technical graphics


No Comments »

Media Society – Interview Transcript – International Student

Interviewers: Nathan Comerford, Seamus Bradley, Cormac Lynch and Ciaran O’Leary

Interviewee: Hugo Label

International student interview


Hello Hugo, how are you?

I’m fine, thank you.


So what made you decide you wanted to come to Ireland?

My family were an influence and it’s a nice country


How did you find Ireland in relations to inside and outside of school?

I liked it because of the soccer at lunch time and I was part of the basketball team.


Did you miss your family and home?

I did not miss them as I stayed in contact with them and I will be seeing them soon.


Who was your favourite teacher and why?

Mr Cronin because he is good teacher and he was nice to me.


What did you enjoy the most about the green/Tralee?

I enjoyed the Irish In the school the P.E and the basketball in school. I enjoyed the cinema outside as well. I watched Jack Reacher.

What was different from the green to your school

The classes were different as in The Green there is usually 25 in a class while in Spain there is 40 in a class and also in Spain, it’s a mixed school and there is no uniform.


What subjects did you like doing here that you didn’t do in Spain ?

I did Irish and woodwork here but I didn’t do them in Spain.


Did you make any news friends here and if so will you miss them /stay in contact with them ?

I made a few friends. I won’t miss them as ill stays in contact with them.


How does the discipline differ?

Back in my school, I’d say it’s not as strict.


Would you come here  again and why ?

Yes, because it’s a nice place to learn. I enjoyed learning the Irish language

No Comments »

Media Society – Interview Transcript – International Student

Spanish exchange student interview:

Interviewers =Kevin Griffin , Ciaran O’Leary , Eoin Mcdonnell

Interviewee = Javier Villabona

  1. How long is your school day in Spain?

It starts at 9:00am and ends at 5pm for 1st-4th years and 3pm from 4th year up.

  1. Do you have uniforms and what are they like?

Yes they have. They have two uniforms, one for P.E. and one for normal school days. And they are black and blue with a tie.

  1. What is the difference between our school and yours?

They have a bigger school with about 5,000 students, and their school is mixed. They cannot go down town until 4th year.

  1. Do you like it here? Why?

He likes Tralee because it is a nice, small town.

  1. What are your favourite subjects? Why?

Maths and PE are his favourite subjects in Spain. He gave no explanation as to why.

Woodwork and Tech Graph are his favourite subjects here because there is more

practical here.

  1. What subjects do you have that we don’t have here?

He said that we have more subjects here than they do. He said that in 4th year they have more subjects than us.

  1. How long is your lunch break in Spain?

It is two hours for the main lunch and 30 minutes for the small break.

  1. Where do you live?

He lives in a small town near Madrid called Bonja.

  1. What year are you in?

He is in 3rd year here and in Spain.

  1. What is your favourite soccer team?

His favourite soccer team is Athletico Madrid.

No Comments »

“The Empty Glass” by Cianan Brennan – 5A – Poetry

From the glass she drank

Everything she was,


She’s sitting in the dark,

She still is.507601406


Crushed and mutilated;

The blood it flowed.


Tommy used always laugh,

The screeching of brakes.


She’s holding an old photograph;

She knows her mistakes.


Cianan Brennan

No Comments »

Harvey Bernard Milk – Conors Hayes – Civil Rights Activist History Project – TY 4A

Harvey Milk – May 22, 1930 – November 27, 1978-

Harvey Milk was an American politician and gay rights activist who became the first openly gay person to be elected to public office in California. Although Harvey Milk didn’t venture into gay activism until the later part of his political career, you would probably be surprised by how much he managed to do in those last few years of his life. He became one of the first openly gay officials in the United States in 1977, when he was elected to San Francisco’s Board of Supervisors. He was tragically shot and killed the following year, and numerous book and films have been made about his life.290x350_milk

Born on the 22nd of May in 1930 in Woodmere, New York, to William Milk and Minerva Karns. After graduating from the New York State College for Teachers in 1951, Milk joined the U.S. Navy, serving at a base in San Diego, California, during the Korean War. After leaving in 1955, Milk moved to New York City, where he worked a variety of jobs.  In the year of 1972, tired with life in New York City, Harvey Milk moved to San Francisco, California. There, he opened a camera shop called Castro Camera on Castro Street in the heart of the city’s gay community. Milk stayed quiet about his personal life. He had known since he was a teenager he was gay. Toward the end of his time in New York things started to change for Milk, as he befriended a number of gay activists. When Milk moved to San Francisco, his outspoken politics evolved further as his shop rapidly became a neighborhood center. It was then Milk found his voice as a leader and activist. After a year in San Francisco Milk became involved in local politics and ran for public office to encourage equality and enhance the lives of working-class San Franciscans and minorities. He began his campaign and declared his candidacy for a role on the San Francisco Board of Supervisors. But sadly Milk as an inexperienced politician with little money lost the election. Two years later, he narrowly lost a second election for the same seat. By then, Milk had become a political force and an active leader in the gay community his with political connections such as the mayor George Moscone. Milk became involved in local politics and ran for public office to encourage equality and enhance the lives of working-class San Franciscans and minorities. In 1977, Milk, who was now known affectionately as the “Mayor of Castro Street” due to his camera shop on Castro street. He finally won his seat on the San Francisco City-County Board. He was inaugurated on January 9, 1978, becoming the city’s first openly gay officer. While his campaign certainly incorporated gay rights into his platform, Milk also wanted to tackle a wide variety of issues, from child care to housing to a civilian police review board.

California Proposition 6 was an initiative on the California State ballot on November 7, 1978 and was more commonly known as The Briggs Initiative. Milk was completely against this motion as the initiative was to ban all gay, lesbian and even anyone who supported gay rights from working in public schools. Milk was vital in the defeat of the initiative and the proposition lost by 1 million votes.

Dan White was elected to the San Francisco Board of Supervisors in 1977. Harvey Milk got on quite well with Dan White despite some personal and political differences. Dan White served District 8. And as a supervisor White was for protecting the family in the home, the church and was against homosexuality and pot smokers. Milk and White had some agreements e.g opposing the Briggs initiative.

On November 10th 1978 White handed his resignation in to mayor George Mascone over his pay as a supervisor. On the 14th White changed his mind on resigning asked to be allowed back and mayor Moscone initially accepted White’s offer. But Milk and other politicians asked Moscone not to reapoint White, Moscone agreed to Milk and others and refused White to come back.

Then on November 27 1978, White entered City Hall through a window avoiding all security with a revolver. White entered Moscone’s office and shot him 4 times after Moscone persisted that he wouldn’t be appointed. White then made his way to Harvey Milk’s office and met hem in a hallway. White brought Milk a side into a room and shot him five times White then fled the city hall after killing Milk leaving two other intended politicians alive and turned himself in a police station . He would later go to prison for manslaughter and not murder for the assasinations of Milk and Moscone for only 5 years. It remains one of the most contreversial decisions of all time and called ‘The Twinkie Defense’. After White’s release he returned to San Francisco and commited suicide.

Harvey Milk’s work can still be seen today as his legacy lives on.

The plaque covering Milk’s ashes reads : “Harvey Milk’s camera store and campaign headquarters at 575 Castro Street and his apartment upstairs were centers of community activism for a wide range of human rights, environmental, labor, and neighborhood issues. Harvey Milk’s hard work and accomplishments on behalf of all San Franciscans earned him widespread respect and support. His life is an inspiration to all people committed to equal opportunity and an end to bigotry”






  1. An Archive of Hope: Harvey Milk’s Speeches and Writings

Book by Harvey Milk

  1. The Mayor of Castro Street

Book by Randy Shilts

  1. Milk

Movie directed by Gus Van Sant





No Comments »

Muhammad Ali – Jaison Hellstrom – Civil Rights Activist – History Project – TY 4A



Muhammad Ali’s birth name is Cassius Marcellus Clay Jr. He was born in Louisville, Kentucky, in America on January 17, 1942. As a coloured boy growing up in the south he experienced racial segregation. When he was just 12 years old his bike was stolen. This is what got him started in the world of boxing as he wanted to beat up the thief. A police officer named Joe Martin started training him after saying “Well, you better learn how to fight before you start challenging people”. Just six years later he won gold in the 1960 Olympic Games in Rome. This was only for beginning of the champion.


Civil rights activism:

“His biggest win came not in the ring but in our courts in his fight for his beliefs” said Eric Holder.

In 1966, during the peak of the Vietnam War he was asked to fight. He refused this saying “My conscience won’t let me go shoot my brother, or some darker people, or some poor hungry people in the mud for big powerful America…And shoot them for what? They never called me nigger, they never lynched me, they didn’t put no dogs on me, they didn’t rob me of my nationality, rape and kill my mother and father. … Shoot them for what? How can I shoot them poor people? Just take me to jail.” This showed society how it was wrong for him to fight for a country that had done him so much wrong and against a country that has done nothing to him.

Ali refused to step forward during his induction into the U.S. Army. He was warned that he was breaking the law which could result in serious fines and imprisonment but still refused leading to his arrest and a five year sentence. His boxing licence was suspended and his titles taken from him. This was a harsh punishment for the boxer but at least he had peace of mind. He even said “So what? We [black people] have been in jail for 400 years.” This statement was an excellent “right hook” (to put it in boxing terms) to a racist society about how the racist white Americans were doing what they’d been doing for 400 years…punishing people that are just trying to be treated equally.

In another interview he makes the point that the Americans are asking him to go and basically die for a country that has never stood up for him and his race or religious beliefs. He says that the other countries he would have to fight had never done anything to him and that he’d rather die fighting the white man that was interviewing him because he claimed that the white men were his enemies and he wouldn’t

Along with this he was hated by his nation because the war was very popular and for a man to refuse his call to the military was a disgrace. What made it worse this time, was the fact the he was black. He was very well known which meant that people all over the country knew about it.

He got critism from a lot of people and even fellow African-Americans. But after 3 years he still refused even with the pressure from society and started speaking in college campuses spreading his anti-war campaign which was growing. His boxing licence was given back to him after three years but his prime boxing years had been taken from him.


He said in an BBC interview with Michael Parkinson in 1971 that after returning to his home town Louisville, Kentucky after winning gold in the the Olympic games he describes going into a restaurant. The restaurant wouldn’t serve him because he was black even after he had just won a gold medal for his country. This obviously made him very angry because he thought he’d be treated like an American citizen after what he had done for his country.

It is to this day unknown where this medal is because he either lost it or threw it into the Ohio River. Him possibly throwing it into the river which is unlikely but the rumour does make the statement that he could be served anywhere in the country but not in his home town. If he did do it, it was purely out of rage.


One of the biggest shocks in boxing history was the conversion of Cassius Marcellus Clay to Islam and him changing his name to Muhammad Ali. He claimed that Cassius clay is a slave name and that Muhammad Ali is a free name. He insisted people use it when speaking about him. This didn’t happen straight away as there was controversy behind the switch of beliefs. This suggests that people didn’t accept them.

One of this last stands in his life was against Donald Trump who wanted to ban Muslims entering America and even suggesting that there are not Muslim sports heroes.  He says that there is nothing Islamic about the killings that have happened recently by so called Muslims. He says that political leaders should use their power to make sure people’s opinions aren’t changed in any way towards the religion because of a group of people who call themselves Muslims.


Outcome of their efforts:

Muhammad Ali will forever be remembered as “the greatest” for more than just his boxing career. There is now a boxing act named after him called “the Muhammad Ali boxing reform act. There is also a street called the Muhammad Ali way.

As well as these his famous quote “fly like a butterfly sting like a bee” is still being repeated by people all over the world not only by boxers but kids as well (considering I remember saying it in primary school).

Through my research into the boxer I have come to admire his humility. Even if it is not something he is known for, in a more recent statement he says “God gave me Parkinson’s syndrome to show me I’m not ‘The Greatest’, He is. God gave me this illness to remind me that I’m not Number One, He is”

A quote that I have heard before but I still find encouraging every time I read is “I hated every minute of training, but I said, ‘Don’t quit. Suffer now and live the rest of your life as a champion.”

These are things he’ll always leave behind and because of them he’ll go down in history.



·        Krishnadev calamur, Muhammad Ali and Vietnam, online article, 2016

  • German Lopez, one of Muhammad Ali’s final public statements refuted Donald trump’s islamophobia, online article, 2016
  • Safi shareef, The Legacy of Muhammad Ali: 7 Life Lessons Inspired by The Champion, online article, 2016

·        “Our foreign staff”, New York names street near Madison Square Garden ‘Muhammad Ali Way’, the telegraph (online), 2016

  •, becoming Muhammad Ali, online article, date unknown
  • Jess staufenberg, Muhammad Ali: symbol of the civil rights movement, online article, 2016
No Comments »

Mahatma Ghandi – Joseph Corcoran – Civil Rights Activist – History Project – TY 4A


Mohandas Karamchand Ghandi was born on the 2nd of October 1869. His family was wealthy uunlike most others India. The chief minister of Porbandar, the town in which he was born, was his father. Mahatma led a privileged young life. His mother was very devoted to her religion Hinduism, and due to this combination created by his parents Mahatma drew his morals.

Early life:gandhi-21

As his family was rich unlike most at the time, Ghandi received a high level of education, but he only proved to be mediocre at best. When he was 13 in 1883, Gandhi through an arranged marriage became married to Kasturba Makhanji who was also 13 at the time. Arranged marriages were custom at the time. In 1888 Gandhi entered the University of Bombay, at the same time Kasturba gave birth to their first child. Ghandi ws not happy at college and when he was offered an opportunity to study in University College London he took it, starting there September 1888. At first he found London restrictive due to his strict Hindu Principles which include, vegetarianism, 8c323ec8e090044111b25b5201040d15no achohol and sexual abstinence. But soon he flourished. He then began to learn the Philosophical study of religions including Christianity, Buddhism, Hinduism and Islam. Once he was able to practise law in England he returned to India, but here he found work hard to come by as few could actualy afford a lawyer, so in 1893 he accepted a year’s contract to work in Natal South Africa for an Indian firm.

Civil Rights Activism

South Africa

Gandhi arrived in Durban South Africa in 1893. He was age 24. He was a newly qualified lawyer who had come to south Africa fir an assignment to act on behalf of an Indian trader Dada Abdulla in a commercial dispute. When he arrived Indian migration was a very evident topic. From his first day he became brutally aware of the discrimination against Indians living in South Africa. Originally Indian workers arrived in the region to work on sugar plantations but then ended up staying the area as they didn’t have enough money to resettle. This led to a sharp rise in the population of Indians living in the region and especially when Indian traders started to migrate to the region did the white colonists become furious and start opposition.

Gandhi’s first incident with the authorities happened when he attended the Durban courthouse along with Abdulla shortly after he arrived. The court magistrate asked Gandhi to remove his turban. Gandhi refused to do so as it is considered rude to remove your turban in India. He then left the courthouse. This incident was report in a newspaper which straight away out Gandhi in the public eye as a strong morale man. But the second incident is far more important. Gandhi had to travel to Pretoria to fight his case for the trader. He bought a first class ticket to travel by train. But due to Gandhi’s race the conductor tried to force Gandhi to move into the third class compartment. Gandhi rightly refused due to the fact that he had a valid first class ticket that he had paid for. The Conductor then kicked him off the train at Pietermaritzburg where he spent a freezing night in a waiting room thinks about what had just happened.

Gandhi then decided to leave South Africa and go back to India. Abdulla held a ffarewellparty for Gandhi. At this party many of the Indian merchants approached Gandhi and appealed to him to fight the new llegislationthat would disband all Indians from voting in South Africa. They offered him an annual retainer to give him money to survive on if he did so. During that night Gandhi drew up a petition and set up a committee. Within a month the petition had 10,000 signatures. The petition was given to Lord Ribbon who had too temporarily set the bill aside. Only for it passed a few years later in 1896. The ccommitteeset up by Gandhi that it became the Natal Indian Congress which became the driving force for the campaigns between 1906 and 1913. In 1896 Ghandhi moved back to iIndiawhere he decided to move him and his family to South Africa. In his absence anti-Indian ssentimenthad grown and lobbying for the government to prevent further immigration from iIndiaintensified.

In 1899 when the Anglo-boer war broke out Ghandi cconvincedIndians to join Indian Ambulance corps. Members of the ambulance corps received medals from the bBritishmonarch when the war ended.

In 1903 when he moved to JJohannesburggandi began to publish newspapers called the Weekly Indian Opinion, with out these news papers satyagraha would have been impossible. In 1904 Gandhi relocated his business to the Pheonix settlement where he published his first book, Indian Home Rule. The book was banned in India and the United Kingdom but it sold well in South Africa.

In 1906 gGandhibegan the resistance campaign. This was was a huge meeting of over 3000 people which took place in the Empire Theatre in Ferreira street in Johannesburg,they met to oppose the new act made by the government to regulate the countries iIndianpopulation. At this mass protest he adopted hi new version of peaceful protest called Satyagraha. This means devotion to the truth. It was adopted by the whole Indian movement, over the next seven years thousands of Indians were arrested, jailed including Gandhi himself, flogged or even shot. They protested by striking, refusing to rregistrarthemselves as Indians to the government, burning their registration cards as well as other things. But all of which were non-violent acts of protest. The ggovernmentwas successful and supressing to protesters but public outcry grew in response to the cruel treatment of the iIndianpeaceful protesters. The leader of the south African Government was forced to negotiate a compromise with Gandhi.


In 1906 the Brits went to war against the Zulu Kingdom in Natal. Gandhi persuaded the British to allow a detachment of 20 iIndiansvolunteer to help the wounded, it was here that Gandhi realised it would be useless trying to defeat the British army. Eventually when the Black majority in South Africa came to power Gandhi was declared a National hero. He was given the name Mahatma meaning pure of heart.

Gandhi died in India on the 30/01/1948, after he had won independence for India from Britain. Thanks for reading, enjoy midterm.

References I used for this project are:

Images from, google images

No Comments »

Nina Simone – Darragh O’Donoghue – Civil Rights Activist – History Project – TY 4A





In 1933 Nina Simone was born as Eunice Kathleen Waymon in Tryon North Carolina. The house was filled with music and she learned to play piano at an early age. She later went to New York City’s famed Juilliard school of music to train. While there she taught piano and worked as an accompanist for others. However she had to leave as she ran out of money. She moved to Philadelphia to try and find a more affordable music school however she was rejected from Curtis Institute of  Technology in Philadelphia, she believed this was because she was African-American.In the 1950’s she started playing  jazz and blues in Atlantic city clubs. This was where she got the name Nina Simone as she used it as her stage name. She was so talented she eventually won such fans as writers James Baldwin, Lorraine 131964832Hansberry and Langston Hughes.

Simone began recording her music in the late 1950’s and in 1957 she released her first full album. Simone’s music defied standard definitions, she drew from a well of sources that included gospel, pop and folk although her classical training always shone through. Nina didn’t like to be known as a jazz singer and she later wrote in her autobiography “if I had to be called something it should have been a folk singer because there was more folk and blues than jazz in my playing”.


Civil Rights Cases:

In the 1960s, Nina Simone was part of the civil rights movement and later the black power movement. Some of her songs such as “backlash blues” and “old Jim Crow” were used as anthems for the civil rights movement. A few years later, Nina Simone’s friends Lorraine Hansberry and Langston Hughes were dead. Black heroes Martin Luther King, jr., and Malcolm X, were assassinated. In the late 1970s, a dispute with the Internal Revenue Service found Nina Simone accused of tax evasion; she lost her home to the IRS. This was all just because of her skin colour and as you can expect this really angered Nina.

Most of Nina’s activity for civil rights was done through her songs and after her close friend Lorraine Hansberry died she composed the song “To Be Young Gifted and Black” in honour of the late Hansberry.  This later became an anthem for the civil rights movement and it contained the very famous line “say it clear, say it loud, I am black and I am proud”.  She also sang “ Mississippi Goddam” in response to the 1963 murder of Medgar Evans. According to the LA Record she performed this song “as a way of my people getting some justice for the first time in 300 years”. With the growing women’s movement, “Four Women” and her cover of Sinatra’s “My Way” became feminist anthems as well.

Nina grew so bitter over the racism in the America that she decided to move to get away from the racism as well as all her troubles with the IRS. She moved to Barbados and later moved to Liberia and Switzerland. She then moved to London and Paris as well but could never quite get back to the highs she experienced in America. She attempted suicide while in London due to the substantial stress hold racism had over her. She moved back to America in 1985 still bitter over the racism but she regained fame and became quite successful yet again.

Death and Legacy:

Nina continued to perform right into the 2000’s with an appearance in 1999 in Ireland alongside her daughter Lisa Simone Kelly. Lisa was inspired by her mothers work and sang similar types of songs to her mother Nina.In her final years, reports indicated that Nina Simone was battling breast cancer. She died at the age of 70 on April 21, 2003, at her home in Carry-le-Rouet, France.While she may be gone, Simone left a lasting impression on the world of music, art and activism. She sang to share her truth, and her work still resonates with great emotion and power. Nina has inspired countless numbers of singers such as Lauryn Hill and Aretha Franklin. Nowadays Nina’s songs continue to be a popular choice for film and television soundtracks due to her deep, distinctive voice. Nina’s songs were undoubtedly a massive part in black Americans gaining equality as she highlighted the horrific mistreatment of African-Americans and inspired people to take a stand against racism. With her many uplifting and inspirational songs she is now regarded as the voice of the civil rights movement. Two documentaries were released about her life “The Amazing Nina Simone” and “What Happened Miss Simone” both highlighted her activism during troubling times for African-Americans. Nina Simone truly was a vital influence in the civil rights movement and her songs played a massive role in black people getting justice and being able to live peacefully.




No Comments »

Malcolm X – Jean Gervais Ouattara – Civil Rights Activist – History Project – TY 4A


Background on Malcolm X

Malcolm X was a Civil Rights Activist during the Civil Rights Movement which took place in the 1960s.malcolm

He was born according to the website ‘’ as Malcolm Little on May 19, 1925 in Omaha, Nebraska to Earl Little who was a Baptist preacher which was a follower of Marcus Garvey and Louise Helen Norton Little.

He married Betty Shabazz on January 14, 1958 in Lansing, Michigan. He asked her to marry him over the phone one day during a conversation. By coincidence ,  Betty also became a licensed nurse on their wedding day.

He and his wife Betty had 6 children in total.


Attallah Shabazz Gamilah Lumumba Shabazz
Qubilah Shabazz Malikah Shabazz
Ilyasah Shabazz Malaak Shabazz


On the website ‘’ after many threats which his father received from the Ku Klux Klan , he and his family moved to Lansing, Michigan. Although the family relocated , they were still victims of malicious threats and as a result, Malcolm began to urge black people to take control of their lives.

Malcolm’s father was brutally murdered by the Klan-like Black Legionaries. His body was found with his head crushed on one side and almost severed from his body. Claims arose which stated that his death was a case of suicide so the family were refused his death benefit.

At this stage Malcolm who was then six was separated from his mother and other siblings and placed into a foster home. His mother underwent a nervous breakdown from which she never recovered.

Malcolm dropped out of school after eighth grade and began a life of crime. He wore ‘zoot suits’ and straightened his hair for a more acceptable white look! He was now known as ‘Detroit Red’. At age twenty-one, he was sentenced to 10 years imprisonment for armed robbery and here he encountered the teachings of Elijah Muhammad , leader of the Lost-Found Nation of Islam also known as the black Muslims. He became highly intrigued by what he learned from these teachings and began reading more frequently. Not long after he became a disciple or follower of the black Muslims ( Nation of Islam) and Elijah Muhammad. He adopted the X which is symbolic of a stolen identity- as his last name. He was released after serving six years in prison. Shortly after this, he became the leader of Temple No.7 in Harlem. Beforehand Malcolm X  held the opinion that whites were devils which tormented the blacks through discrimination and racism and therefore for blacks to be seen as equals to the ‘devils’ they would have to free themselves ‘through/by any means possible’. His statement that President John F. Kennedy’s assassination amounted to ‘the chickens coming home to roost’ led to his suspension from the black Muslims Organisation in December of 1963.Elijah Muhammad silenced him for 90 days. He left the group soon after and traveled to Mecca on pilgrimage in 1964 where he learned that Muslims preached the equality of all races which led to him abandoning his argument that whites were devils.

He now saw ‘blonde-haired, blue-eyed men as my brothers’. He no longer saw white people as black tormentors like he had in the past. In the weeks preceding his departure from NOI- Nation of Islam many Sunni Muslims encouraged him to learn more about their faith and it wasn’t long before he converted to Sunni Islam. Upon returning to America, he christened himself El-Hajj Malik El-Shabazz. However, he still held the view that racism had greatly affected America and that only black people could free themselves so in June of 1964 he founded the Organisation of Afro-American Unity which dealt on the grounds of black socialism.

One of his famous quotations on Freedom are ‘You can’t separate peace from freedom because no one can be at peace unless he has his freedom’. This quote emphasizes how he saw the black community as unhappy and restless because of the suppression they had undergone and were still undergoing at the hands of the white people. His arguments were seen as more threatening to the white community and hence he became more hated than  Martin Luther King who lead the civil rights movement through more peaceful methods such as sit-ins. He was often accused by his opposition as a man who preached racism and violence.

He traveled to Africa a total of three times. He spoke in countries such as Nigeria, Ghana , Egypt , Guinea, Sudan , Senegal etc.

He met with Ghanaian leader Kwame Nkrumah, a pan-African Activist who was also fighting for unity for Africans and people of African descent across the continent.

When he spoke in the University Of  Ibadan , Nigeria , the Nigerian Muslim Students Association gave him the Yoruba honorary name of Omowale translating in English as (the child that has come home). Later on in his life he claimed this was the most important honorary he ever received.


According to ( Malcolm X) , because many death threats were made on Malcolm’s life during 1965 he hardly went anywhere without bodyguards.

On February 14, 1965, the home where Malcolm X , his wife Betty and their four children were living in East Elmhurst, New York was firebombed. Fortunately, they all escaped without physical injury. On February 19, 1965 , five days after his house was fire bombed Malcolm x reported to Gordon Parks, an interviewer, that members of the NOI where actively trying to kill him. One week after his house was attacked by NOI members on February 21, 1965,  he was preparing to address the Organisation of Afro-American Unity in Audubon Ballroom Manhattan when someone screamed from the audience ‘ Nigger! Get your hand out of my pocket’ As Malcolm X and his bodyguards tried to sort out the conflict a man rushed forward and shot him in the chest with a sawed-off shotgun. Two other men proceeded to shoot him. He was pronounced dead at 3:30pm. His autopsy showed 15-21 gunshot wounds including some to the chest, left shoulder, legs and arms. One of the gunmen is known as Talmadge Hayer – a NOI member. The other two who were involved in Malcolm X’s assassination were Norman 3X Butler and Thomas 15X Johnson who were also Nation of Islam members.

They were all tried and convicted of Malcolm’s murder in March 1966.

Later on, in that same year his wife , Betty gave birth to their twin daughters.

According to he is buried in Ferncliff Cemetery in Hartsdale , New York.

According to his wife Betty died in 1997.

She also is buried in Ferncliff Cemetery Hartsdale, New York .




No Comments »

“The Puppets” – Tadhg Reen – Winner of Halloween Short Story – 1st Year

April 5th, 1954                                                                                                                                                    11:48

It was a dull, windy night. The rain was pounding against the high mesh windows of the soon to be knocked warehouse. The building was once a fine and active logger warehouse. But strange things were happening there now. People were getting trapped in the machines, animals of all different sizes were being killed for unknown reasons, in the god- forsaken place. They just went in and never came out again! The men that were going to knock the cursed monument had arrived, but they still needed the green light to go ahead. However, the director was late because of the horrible weather. Eventually, he showed up and shouted over the conditions, to do one last check, they of course already had done this many times before, but they did it again. All that was left was a few rotten dead rats, some wood chips and a manky, off smelling puppet that had been given to them as a gift, but now nobody wanted it. You could almost taste it, it smelt so bad. It was like a young forgotten stray puppy that no one wanted. At 11:59 the director gave the order to start demolition, but just as the men were about to swing their sledgehammers, BANG! All was silent they then heard a baby voice singing, DADA DADA! They then heard a xylophone playing ‘ring-a-ring-a-rosie’; it was so loud it shook them from head to toe. And there was another loud BANG! And a massive shockwave. None of the men were ever seen again.

April 5th, 2004                                                                                                                                                       10:29

Jack and Harry were walking through the forest on a beautiful day, exploring and having fun. After about an hour the wind, rain, and thunder picked up. It was insane weather. Enormous, thick oak trees looked as flimsy as a thin sheet of paper. After twenty hellish minutes, Jack exclaimed to Harry, ‘WE NEED TO FIND SOME SHELTER!!!’ . Jack had to shout at the top of his lungs because of the thunder and rain. Harry didn’t answer but Jack got it. After about an hour of wet, windy, miserable conditions they stumbled upon an old long forgotten building. It had high mesh windows and a huge pair of double doors. There were cracks in the windows and holes in the walls. The boys quickly rushed in out of the cold weather. There was nothing there except for a few rotten dead rats, some wood chips, and a manky off smelling puppet. Jack glanced at his watch, it read 11:59. No one ever saw the boys again

April 5th, 2054                                                                                                                                                                      11:57

It was a windy, rainy night with thunder and lightning. Tom and John were exploring in the woods.

No Comments »

“One night in Tralee Town Centre” – Armin Heinrich – 1st year Horror Short Story

At 12 o clock at night, there was a young boy sleeping in his bed and he hear a loud thump. He woke up very curious of what it was so he put on a t-shirt and walked out to see what was going on. It  all seemed okay so we went back inside to his room to find his mom and dad sleeping in his bed. He didn’t want to make a fuss so he just went to sleep in there room but he saw quite clearly that his parents were sleeping sound. He went back up to his bed to get his phone to call the guards because he was so confused. He entered his room and there was blood all over his walls, he grabbed his phone and on his screensaver he saw a picture of a clown holding a knife to his neck.

His heart was beating at 100kph, he didn’t have a clue of what was happening. It was pitch dark he couldn’t see a thing he might as well of been as blind as a bat but he couldn’t hear anything so he shut the door. Ten minutes later he felt someone feeling his left shoulder, he got so scared he turned around an tried to punch who ever was there but his fist hit the air. He thought he must of gone out the window or something. The power was out in the Town of Tralee due to storms. Next second he felt someone feeling his right and left shoulders, he turned around and he had a flashlight flashing on his face every few seconds, the image was horrifying, he nearly got sick. He was so scared the image was a clowns face with blood all over it. He ran as fast as he could but his head clearly wasn’t working properly, so he rscaryclownan and he suddenly ran straight into the door. BANG knocked out cold.

Eventually he woke up he wasn’t able to describe where he was located next thing the flashing light and the clown came back but this time he had a knife. He was thinking to himself “I’m going to die”.

The next second, he was stabbed by the clown. All he could hear when we was dying was the clown laughing.

No Comments »

“Tony?” – Mohammad Raheem – 2nd year Horror Short Story

On a misty foggy night, I was talking my dog for a walk in the woods with Tony, my best friend. The first thing I noticed about Tony was that he wasn’t his usual self. My dog started barking and staring at him. It was Halloween night and we just entered the graveyard. We have to cross this graveyard to get to the road on the other side . I felt I was in danger,  there was something going on because I just heard someone saying ‘come here’. As we were walking, Tony tried to take us deep into the graveyard but we had no business going in there. I justgraveyard noticed Tony’s eyes were a blood red colour and his feet turned backwards. It was getting late and dark. I started to see things and hear strange noises. Suddenly my phone receives a call, RING RING. It was Tony asking me to come to his house….

No Comments »

“The Clowns in the Woods” – Kian Hickey – 1st year Horror Short Story

It was a cold autumn evening the soldiers from Tralee barracks were heading to Ballygarry Woods. A group of people walking there said they saw a group of clowns in the trees. The soldiers were armed as so were the clowns

The soldiers arrived at the woods at around 9am. They headed in and set up their tents, they had a spare tent for the guns and ammo. They got some wood and made a campfire to keep them warm and cook the food they were given. At around 10 o’clock, it started to rain and they saw a storm coming so they decided to call it a day and go to bed. One of the soldiers woke up because something was tickling him. He sat up like he was a mouse trap after going off, but it was only a squirrel.

It was around 10am before they were all up and had eaten they went to get their guns to look for the clowns but when they opened the tent the guns weren’t there. Suddenly they heard something sprint behind them and a gunshot. They turned around but only saw a deer running from a hunter so fast he was nearly catching up with the bullets that had been shot at him. The soldiers decided to go back to the barracks to get more guns and soldiers.

When they returned back with more guns they heard an ice-cream van in the woods but they couldn’t see it they only heard it playing the same tune over and over. They went out looking for it but after what seemed like a lifetime looking, they found it. But there weren’t any kids there it was just one girl around seve15322762146_8c66edd9c2_bn years old in a pink dress with ponytails singing ring-a-ring-a-rosy. She turned around, she had razor sharp teeth like a vampire, sharp red eyes staring us down. Then clowns with guns came out from behind the trees.

We shot them but they were wearing bulletproof vests and masks made out of Kevlar and metal. It was like shooting a tank. They started shooting us, I was able to run away but the rest weren’t as lucky. I was beginning to think the day couldn’t get any worse when I heard three motorbikes behind me with clowns. I heard a gunshot then dropped.

I woke up in a hospital and found the shot was a clown being shot and I fainted with fright. When I turned to the bed next to me I saw a clown staring at me. He got out of the bed with an axe. He swung it. That was the last thing I ever saw.

No Comments »

“Worst Nightmare” – David Callaghan – 1st year Horror Short Story

When I woke up it was pitch black. Then suddenly, a squeaky scream pierced my ear. I could smell nothing but urine, I felt the floor; wet, moldy and bloody. I tried to itch my nose but I was chained to the wall.

When suddenly…….6945589_600x400

The lights flashed on and the first thing I saw was a clown! It was only a tv but I think I had an accident. I looked left, nothing but urinals and damp mouldy tiles covered in blood. I looked right at a black shadow and followed the shadow to a human lying there no hand and passed out.He was twitching and then suddenly woke up with a scream. I saw him lying there, red cheeks, white mask, bloody hands and he screamed at me, “the only way to escape the chains is to chop my hands off”.

We were sitting down, nothing happening except a buzzing pest by my ear every second. Suddenly, a screen fell out of nowhere and a face flashed up on the screen. “DIEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEE” and the floor fell dropping us into a forest with nothing but a watch which read 1:09 am.

We wandered around for 2 hours until a figure appeared and walked twords us. Then behind us a clown came sprinting after us and then we ran away and got onto a road. I ran left and my partner ran left, never to meet again.



No Comments »

“The Devil” – Jack Clapham – 1st Year Halloween Short Story


I woke up on the cold hard kitchen floor. There was a taste of metal in my mouth from the blood leaking, but from where? I get up and see tweezers and a knife covered in blood. I open the curtains to see my reflection. I couldn’t really see it because it was dark outside. I saw a clown in a big white van with free candy written across the van. The clown turned his head in an 180 degree angle and just looked at me with a creepy smile.

I ran upstairs as quick as I could, following a trail of blood leading into the bathroom. I quickly looked through the key-hole. I saw a reddish devil thing holding a knife just over someone’s neck, before turning around and staring into my soul. Her face slowly changed into something that looks like my mom. She teleported over the door and slashed it open.devil

She stared at me before flinging me at the wall with fierce strength. She picked me up and tied me up. The rope was so tight I felt no blood was going anywhere. The smell and sight of my mom was unbearable. The smell of blood and acid waffled up my noise. He got a hatchet covered in blood and screamed at me not to wake up! He flung the hatchet at me! I woke up in terror, it was just a dream. The sweat was dripping off me. I was relieved that it was just a nightmare. I turn around and see the same devil with the bloody hatchet in his hand,”I told you not to wake up.”

No Comments »

“Ghost Hospital” – David Kelleher – 1st Year Horror Short Story

I awake in a brightly lit room. I am in a bed, with metal barriers on either side of the bed. I lift up the bed covers and get up out of my bed. I walk over to the long white draping curtains surrounding my bed. I pull back the curtains, I see windows barricaded by wooden planks, doors with huge padlocks on them, the floor is covered a sickly yellow, disinfectant dispensers on the walls, I am in a hospital.

I try to open the door, but something is blocking on the other side. I grab a chair and throw it athospita the door. The door flies off its hinges. I look to see what was blocking the door, it was a dead nurse. Her blue uniform is covered in blood. Her face is scarred with a long bloody smile. I hear footsteps, with every second they get louder and louder. I run into the hospital restaurant and hide behind an overturned table. I hear a huge crashing noise. A doctor with the same scar on his face is thrown through the window. I run to the exit of the rooftop. I am being followed. Then I am struck in the back of the head by a baseball bat. The last thing I can remember is someone cutting a smile on my face, and then throwing me over the edge of the roof.



No Comments »

“The Cabin in the Woods” – David Moriarty – 1st Year Horror Short Story

It was a stormy, miserable night. I was at a party in a cabin in the woods. The cabin was a creepy place. A big dark oak door, broken windows and most of the floor boards were rotten, almost falling apart. It was the perfect place for the party considering it was Halloween. The party was going good until a loud scream came from behind the curtain where the DJ was getting set up. We all went back and to see what happened and there on the ground was a girl with a pool of blood around her head and an axe beside her. We called the police immediately ghost-mtn-cabinand tried to get everyone out as quick as possible. The police arrived and made us leave. ‘We can help’ I told them but they said it was too dangerous.

The following morning it was all over the news. I tied to forget about it best could but it was hard. I didn’t even know her, she was in a year ahead of me. Then the doorbell rang and I went to answer it. There was a man in a mask with an axe in this left hand I shut the door closed and ran. I could hear him trying to break it open the door with the axe. I ran straight to the phone and called the police but as it was dialling he broke down the door and was in the house I knew I had to drop the phone and escape otherwise I’d be dead. I made a run for the back door but it was locked. I turned to try another door but he was blocking my exit. He walked up to me slowly and laughed. I knew I was a goner until my brother hit him on the head with a bat. ‘Come on’, he said. We ran out of the house and called the police. The police arrived in under 20 minutes. They went in to search the house but there was no one inside. They told us all they found a message saying ‘I’ll be back next year’.

No Comments »

“The Lost Clown” – Kacper Tusinski – 1st Year Horror Short Story

It was 8:00am on the dot , I wipe my eyes and peek through my window. I look right, then left and there I see a creepy clown hiding in my dusty old bush. He gives me a smirk and disappears. I bolt it down the stairs and explain what just happened to my parents.

My parents look at me and burst out ocf laughter. I got furious and stomped heavily up the stairs. I open my bedroom door and see “I AM COMING FOR YOU” in bloody writing. I freak out and shout, my parents hear me and rush up the stairs.

Then they see the bloody writing and dial 991 and a person answers with a laugh and ends the call. Then the lights turn off and a creepy noise makes it way closer and closer and closer………..

Then the clown is right in our face with a bloody filthy axe and saying “GOODBYE”. He rushed at us, killing my parents but I luckily escape and call the cops. The cops come and search the place but no one was to be found. And there I was, looking at my dead parents.


No Comments »

“The Realisation” – Robert Vasiu – 1st Year Horror Short Story

You abruptly wake up to the sound of your mail box door thumping against itself. Bang. Bang. You turn your head to the alarm clock. 6:58am. 12 minutes until your alarm goes off. You get dressed and look out the murky windows. Snow as usual. You make your way down the stairs into your kitchen.

You put some brown bread into the toaster and turn on the news. “The NYPD reports that a serial killer by the name of John Stone has escaped and is on the loose. Chief Michael Jefferys advises all citizens to remain indoors if possible.” POP. The toast is ready. As you walk over to the toaster you look out the sliding glass door for your garden. You notice a man standing outside in the snow. He fits the description of the man on the news perfectly.
He smiles at you. BEEP-BEEP. BEEP-BEEP. Your alarm goes off but you don’t have time to stop it. You pick up your phone to call 911. BEEP-BEEP. BEEP-BEEP. As you press your phone to your ear you notice the man is walking towards you. But there are no footprints in the snow. BEEP-BEEP. BEEP-BEEP.
It’s his reflection.
No Comments »

Skip to toolbar