Mornings

Diesel driven train from Wexford to Dublin

A gymnasium opens at 6:30 am when the winding road over the hill to the city begins to hum with toil of automobiles and buses. At 7:34 a.m., the first all-electric locomotive whirrs and hoots along the track bound for Dublin. The rest of us rise and shine with sun that slides from of its bed at the rim of the sea. Out go the regulars to stroll the shore. A few fishing boats trawl the banks, mere specks way off on the red gold watery calm. Cormorants beat south. A colony of gulls rises listlessly from the shore, circles, and then descends to the rocks south of the harbour. A couple of septuagenarians skinny-dip before breakfast while men from the bakeries fill our shops with daily bread.

Schoolbag burden

Mornings bring sightings of children Parents complain publicly about the possibility of burdened by the weight of books labouring on foot to school. They bring to mind to mind pictures of Victorian from scenes of child labour. such physical toil bring on physical deformities. The response from the teachers is that they need so many tomes in order to keep up with broad curriculum. Capitalism, it seems, has found another way of bestowing hardship on children in a perfectly legal way and arguments that favour parents who deliver their children by automobile to the school’s front door.

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