Aine McDonnell
Wed, 06 May 2015
Dublin in the Rare Old Times

Dublin in the Rare Old Times

Ring a ring Rosie as the light declines I remember Dublin city in the rare old times”, this is the chorus of a song that reminds me of the city that has in many ways shaped my life and who I have become; this city is our nations’ capital Dublin.  It is a place in which I have spent much of my time both as an adult and as a child.

When I was a child I spent many years, thirteen in fact being treated in Our Lady’s Hospital For Sick Children in Crumlin having first been transferred there as a new-born.  It was a place I had and still have mixed emotions about. 

As a child a trip to Dublin almost invariably was a trip to Crumlin whether it be to an outpatient’s appointment if I was lucky, or more often to be admitted. The sense of dread I felt when I knew I was being admitted was at times overwhelming and always frightening. 

Going through the doors of the hospital the sense of fear and foreboding rose, this was not helped by the giant dollhouses that lined the corridor as you were going to your ward.  Another event that happened nightly in the hospital and which heightened the feeling of unfairness of being in hospital was the trolley that went around every evening and the nurse took all your sweets and drinks and any food you had, they did give it back but most of the time you would not get it all back. These are just two of the lasting memories of that time in my life but they have stayed with me all these years later.

As I grew older my trips to Dublin declined for a while but they started in earnest again when I decided to study in University College Dublin when I was 20.  I only stayed in college a year but after my stint in college I decided I needed to become more independent and self-reliant. 

I found out about a centre which I could go for a week on holiday and I decided to try it out.  This was the start of my change of attitude to the city in which I spent so much of my formative years to being one of terror and fear to being one of independence and joy.

Over my adult years I have made many a trip to Dublin’s fair city and with each trip I have become freer and more independent and at peace with myself.  I have met many people along the way with each trip all of whom have made and impact some negative some most definitely positive. Some have made more of an impact than others helping me grow in independence and confidence and showing me that anything is possible if you just give it a go. 

Dublin has gone from being a place of negativity and fear for me to being one of pure freedom and joy and I will marvel at how this city has changed me over the years for as long as I am on this earth.