Life at "Grantuly"
A Poem by Sr Judith Clark, 2 August 2020
“Grantuly” its name for many a day
T’was home to the Stewart’s, as history will say
Of this stately old home, made of cedar, we know
I could tell you a story about it, right now
This grand “old lady” with stable and all
Became “home” to the Sisters, a long time ago
They were teachers all trained….and ready to go
But where were the pupils? They would soon know
They set up a school right there in that home
Before long, older girls would chatter and roam
In the passing of time, a college it became
“Faith and Love” for sure….the “name of the game”
Another school followed…the Sisters saw the need
St Finbarr’s Parish School….the Parish Priest agreed
It meant the Sisters travelled to and fro each day
No matter…T’would give them extra time to pray….
Now I mentioned a stable a few minutes ago
The Sisters had a “buggy”!! I’d like you to know
No cars in those days for those who were poor…
The “buggy” was fine…You should have seen it go!!!
Mr Mullard, for sure, was the driver each day
Looked after the buggy, made sure there was hay
He lived at “Grantuly”……he was part of the “team”
You might find this story…….a bit like a “dream”
“Daily Mass” for the Sisters was important, we know
The church was St. Finbarr’s….How would they go?
Mr Mullard was there…….with buggy at the door
One, two, three, four Sisters…..Are there any more?
Sisters on board…it was time to go
Mass at 6.30…..that was “morning” you know
Some called it “the dawn service” but never demurred
Faithful to Jesus……”DO THIS….” They had heard.
After Mass…in their old buggy….The Sisters would be seen
I’m telling you, that it was quite ………..an unusual scene
No one else used a ‘buggy’ those days, as we know
Cars were in fashion….trams on tramlines….all on the go
After breakfast was had….and community prayers said
And with School lessons prepared quite well ahead
To St. Finbarr’s they’d travel…as they turned in at the gate
For the welcome of children….they hardly could wait!!
After taking the Sisters to school for the day
The buggy came home……..Far from empty, I’ d say
Little Kinders in green clambered on board
“What a change from the last passengers!” I think I heard.
Where were they going, I’ ll ask you right now
To “Grantuly” …Can you please tell me how???
They look so excited and they’re rearing to go!!!
There’s a Kindergarten School at “Grantuly” you know….
Yes, right in the middle of the old cedar home
These four year olds frolicked and roamed
It is hard to believe…..it would furrow your “ brow”
“Cos, believe it or not…it is where the OFFICE is now!!!
So this stately “old lady” has seen a few centuries appear
Has been “home” to the Sisters of Charity, valued so dear
Has been College to students….who worked to excel
And little Kindy children who went on to do well.
So I tell you this story, right now, right here
It is stamped in my memory….every picture so clear
“Grantuly” my Alma Mater, and ever it will be
Good to hear of it now…….and anytime…..you will see.