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  • In two days’ time I will be travelling to attend an induction day in Omagh for my new job as a Poetry Facilitator for Poetry in Motion, Community Arts Partnership, N. Ireland.

    When I decided to come and live in Ireland to help my daughter and her husband with their three sons, (my grandchildren) I had no idea that I would reclaim my story and poetry writing skills over the next three years.

    After I had lived in Enniskillen for two weeks my son in law showed me the local newspaper;

    “Look there is a new writing course advertised. Why don’t you go along and try it out?”

    I was so pleased. It was a chance to meet like-minded people and throw off the thirty years practice of writing objective reports and assignments for my teaching position in Bournemouth College of Further Education. Thirty years of enabling adults and children to explore their creativity, but no time for my own.

    I attended the course for six weeks, and enjoyed the diverse writing styles of my fellow students. We revealed so much of ourselves through sharing poems and stories of our childhood that I felt I had known them for many years.

    At the end of the course I asked all the students if they would be interested in forming a writing group so that we could carry on sharing stories. They agreed and I ran the group for two years, took a back seat for a year and then I moved on.

    I have enjoyed sharing my stories In Cowbird, a group that extends all over the world. Cowbird friends have given me the chance to hone my skills and gain more confidence in writing about my life and love of the natural world.

    Now I can share my enthusiasm for writing poetry with school children in small villages in Fermanagh and Tyrone. I have been gathering material to share in the schools, and look forward to a deeper adventure into the lives of children who are greater storytellers than most adults.

    Back to the future; (the children of the 21st Century).

    (Image: me on the beach with my three grandsons and my daughter.)
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