RECYCLING REMINDER
Please continue to deposit
your empty cans in the recycling banks located at Staplestown
school car park. Also remember that you can recycle bottles
at Dag Welds car park.
Newspapers can be used in the garden around the base of
shrubs and trees to keep down weeds. All food peelings
can go on the compost heap or into the compost bin. Small
amounts of shredded paper can also be added to compost.
Compost bins are available from Kildare Co. Co. at a subsidised
rate.
When doing your weekly shopping try to avoid items wrapped
in plastic.
Choose goods packed in glass or tins instead as these
materials are easier to recycle. Choose items in larger
pack sizes instead of buying smaller packs every week.
Waste management is something we all need to be aware
of and it starts with consumer choice. Choose to be responsible
about household waste by cutting down on the amount of
packaging that you bring into the house.
MONTESSORI PRE-SCHOOL PROGRAMME
SEPTEMBER 2001
TIRMOGHAN/DONADEA
For children two and a half
to four and a half years. Small group setting - 6 children
only.
Qualified Montessori Pre-school Teacher with fifteen years
experience. Child Psychology Dip., Child Care Cert and
current Senior First Aid Cert.
Preferred Option for attendance:
Monday to Friday from 9.30 - 12.30 £30
Option two:
Minimum of two sessions per week £15
Note: Payment is weekly. Bank Holidays and mid-term breaks
etc. are not charged for.
Programme runs during school terms only:
After School Care (Sept 2001)
Available for Primary School children. Home work supervised.
No limit on number of days required by parents. (e.g.
one day if required). £2 per hour.
Long Day Care (Sept 2001) Available two places
only. Children must be two and a half plus and toilet
trained in order to participate in morning Pre-school
sessions. Weekly rate depends on number of hours requuired/£2
per hour. Note: Long Day Care available Primary School
terms only.
Bookings: Dera Mulholland
045 869221
‘Brukkaros’, Tirmoghan, Donadea.
LEONARDO LOOKING
One of the most monumental masterpieces
of all time is that of Leonardo Da Vinci’s painting of
“The Last Supper” which he pained in Milan in 1489. Da
Vinci was born in Florence in 1452 and was a unique genius
who possessed a staggering range of talents, Painter,
Sculptor, Inventor, Scientist, Engineer, Philosopher,
Musician, Singer etc. etc. To Leonardo, sight was man’s
most efficient sense organ. Sight conveyed facts of experience
to the brain. Leonardo looked at things very intensely
and nourished his brilliant imagination with wonderful
pictures; in fact so richly was his imagination nourished
that he was often unable for long periods to re-create
in paint his own inward vision and had to leave the works
unfinished. Such was the case in his portrait of Mona
Lisa, the lady with the enigmatic smile, a subject on
which he expended four years’ painstaking labour.
Leonardo was attracted to strange faces and would sometimes
follow a chance passerby all day long in order to memorise
his features. There is a story told of how he went out
into the high-ways and byways in search of suitable models
for the Last Supper; how he found a short-bearded young
man with an innocent yet mature expression to pose for
Christ; a simple sturdy fisherman for Peter; a worldly
publican for Matthew, and so on until he had depicted
all of them except Judas. For a model for the man who
betrayed the Lord, Leonardo combed the jails and almshouses
of many cities over a long period without success.
But then when he had almost given up the quest as hopeless,
he saw a repulsive looking tramp, clothed in filthy rags,
begging outside a tavern in Milan; one of the most pathetic
creatures he had ever seen. One glance at this man’s face
disfigured by disease and mindless drunkenness, was enough.
“There’s my Judas” he said to himself and crossed the
street.
“I am Leonardo, the painter”, he explained. “I’m looking
for a model for Judas Iscariot, for my painting of The
Last Supper. Will you sit for me?
The beggar’s bleary eyes opened wide for an instant, then
suddenly brimmed over with tears. He opened his trembling
lips to speak, but no sound came. The painter examined
the face more closely. Could it be—? No it wasn’t possible!
And yet, and yet, beneath the grime and scars and ravaged
features there was a certain likeness. “You’re not…? he
began. “Yes, master I am he”, the beggar sobbed. “I am
the man who posed for you as Christ.”
Pat Ramsbottom
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