I don't know how it is nowadays, but I definitely have bad memories from my years learning Irish in school. The teachers all had a very punitive approach, and you were not supposed to speak a single word of "Bearla" during Irish class or you would get a biff or two (this was back when they still had corporal punishment.) Now a total immersion approach would have been all very well if the class had been focused on actually speaking the language conversationally, but instead it was all brain-numbing rote memorization of the dry-as-dust nitty gritty grammatical details, the various endings and irregular verbs and what not. Woe betide you if you got your tuiseal gineadach confused with your modh connileach. And the books we had to read, good grief, I would have given anything to go back in time and strangle Peig Sayers before she wrote that godawful boring tedious book.
It's only after I grew up and moved to the US that I started to realize how valuable Irish is as an ancient but still barely surviving language. I wish I'd had decent teachers who taught it as a living language rather than a dead one like Latin or ancient Greek, and had become fluent in it. Oh well, maybe people like Daniel Wu and others from an immigrant background will keep it from dying out!
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