I am married to a man hailed from the Emerald Isles. My children therefore are part Samoan and part Irish (besides the Tongan, English and Portugese...from my side alone). For this year, the sun shone beautifully in Dunedin. We had a day off together, as a family. A hearty breakfast of bacon and eggs on toast. Then a family bike ride along the harbour. Time to cool with some family household chores and lunch. Then off we headed to the Octagon with all its patrons in green and loud Irish jigs in the background. Family dinner, enjoying the view, enjoying the atmosphere, enjoying the company. A Saint day for family and fun.
Who is St Patrick? My children are well versed on this, he is the man whom chased the snakes out of Ireland and for this people celebrate. Green is the colour of the Emerald Isles, hence this is the colour of the Saints day. Apparently, there is a bit of Irish in all of us. On this day, people of all denominations, ethnicities and backgrounds were in green and having a great time. We saw Sr Pauline marching along and chatting with the young party-goers. Sr Pauline in her fine Irish colours. A proud and true County Kerry lass.
As the sun sets on another St Patrick celebration, I look at my children and say a prayer of thankfulness for the blessings they are. Celebration is a gift. Thanks St Paddy!!!
