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Bitterman Ireland05
Bitterman Ireland05
2 Fall 2015
Knowing Where
You Stand
I found
myself
wondering
how much
passion
a person
needs to feel
in order to
die for their
cause.
ians. The leaders of the insurrection
were taken to Kilmainham Gaol and
were later executed by firing squad.
As I walked through the exhibit,
looking at pictures and artifacts, I
felt deep sense of grief for the price
people pay for freedomfor the price
people are willing to pay. As I looked
at pictures of the leaders of the insurgents, I found myself wondering how
much passion a person needs to feel
in order to die for their cause.
As I walked back to the stop to
board the next bus, a portion of the
Irish lament The Foggy Dew came
to my mind: Right proudly high over
Dublin Town they hung out the flag of
war, Twas better to die neath an Irish
sky than at Sulva or Sud-El-Bar. After
thinking about that song (which is
about the Easter Rising), I began to
understand why those rebels were
willing to fight for their freedom.
Suvla and Sedd el Bahr were battlefields in Turkey where Irish men
fought for the British during World
War I. Irish husbands, brothers, sons,
and neighbors were giving their lives
fighting for an empire they didnt
even want to be a part of. Many of
the Irish opposed the Acts of Union
in 1800 that united Great Britain and
Ireland. After trying twice to establish home rule in Ireland with two
Home Rule Bills (1886, 1893), British
Parliament passed a third bill in 1912
under the Parliament act. It was
expected to go into eect in 1914, but
didnt because of the start of World
War I. After the bill was shelved,
extremists planned to hold an uprising while the British were at war with
Germany. In understanding Irelands
fight for independence, I began to
understand and be grateful for those
who fight for those liberties.
At the end of the day, I ended
up back on OConnell Street, where
most of the fighting in the rebellion occurred. I watched as people
walked up and down the street and
wondered if they knew where they
stood or if they understood the sacrifices that occurred where they were
walking almost one hundred years
earlier. I wondered if they also ran
their hand along the bullet holes in
the OConnell Monument and had to
hold back their tears.
My experiences in Dublin opened
my eyes, not just to the dierences
in culture, but also the feeelings that
mankind share. Not just the desire
for freedom, but also the need for it. It
helped me understand that knowing
history and empathizing with people
from other cultures allows for a richer
experience. Even a twelve-year-old
girl visiting Gettysburg can understand the world at a deeper level, as
her father does, if she knows where
she stands.
Sara Bitterman
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