It's not everyday that you decide to join a
group and almost immediately find a sense of belonging. I'm talking about the
Irish Countrywomen’s Association, (ICA ) the
largest women’s organisation in Ireland ,
with over 15000 members.
Among the many roles during its early days, it worked against
rampant antifeminism , promoted good health and encouraged rural housewives to
establish home industries and take an active role in public and intellectual
life. The association also sought to develop an Irish artistic and crafts identity.
Crafts and skills courses are still run at its centre An Grianan in
Termonfeckin, County Louth .
When I went for the first ICA guild
meeting at Castletroy, I didn’t know what to expect. I was amicably warned
before hand that the members would be ladies from a different era altogether
and that the association would not be relevant to someone like myself. After
all, I wasn’t born in Ireland and surely Kuala
Lumpur would not be regarded as ‘countryside’ either.
Well, the moment I stepped into the hall,
there was
this sense of welcome that broke boundaries. Everyone was like a friend that I
hadn’t met before. There was a genuine interest to know a new person and to
make sure that she wasn’t left out.
I remember trying to make sense of the
neighbourhood when I first arrived in Ireland .
The Irish are know to be friendly. However, more
often than not, the onus lies on the newcomer to persevere through ‘friendly
groups’ till she finds a good friend in the group whom she can relate to. I can
fully understand why people from other countries do not mingle with the locals.
Adjustment to new surroundings is already a battle in itself and to have to
make a huge effort just to get to know someone new can be rather daunting.
Worse still if efforts are not reciprocated and after several tries, it is no
wonder that they give up trying.
What struck me was the generosity and genuine friendship
that the ladies offer.
So far, I've seen more takers than givers . We learnt how to
make table centre pieces and after I had completed mine, the other members gave
me more candles and decorative birds, in case I wanted to do a second piece at
home. When it came to drawing raffle tickets, a lady offered to give me her prize
when she saw I had not won anything.
Could it be because we share the same ethics and good manners of
yesteryear? Could it be the display of selflessness and consideration that seem
to be so lacking in the present generation?
Could it be because I see humility among ladies who are more
senior than I am when far too often I face arrogant younger people who think
the world owes them a living?
Could it be that they actually mean what they say? When someone
in the group randomly invites you to her house for tea, you know she means it.
And when you reach her house, you see that she has made the apple pie (with
dollops of cream by the side) specially for you.
There was a birthday tea party that we staged for one of our
members at the GAA hall in Monaleen The best China graced the makeshift
tables that were neatly covered with
linen tablecloths. The details that went into the planning showed the level of
care and appreciation.
Organisations like the ICA are still relevant
despite the lament that not many in the younger set are keen to join. It may not
be what it was in the 1900s. It has evolved with the times and it can still be
attractive to the current crowd.
Indeed I have found my place.
This article was originally printed in the New Straits Times Malaysia 15 May 2016
http://www.nst.com.my/news/2016/05/145665/great-company-open-hearts
http://www.nst.com.my/news/2016/05/145665/great-company-open-hearts