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Early Irish cultural societies were a marked and honoured feature of intellectual life in urban areas, particularly in the 18th and 19th centuries. These societies, like their British counterparts, had enormous influence on educational developments in the centres where they were based.In Ireland these societies and institutions were places where Irish gentlemen, and later Irish ladies, engaged in intellectual conversations about emerging subjects such as chemistry and natural philosophy (physical sciences).This book shines a light on the Irish learned societies where chemistry was debated and taught. It features (among others) the Royal Dublin Society, the Royal Irish Academy, the UCC Chemical Society, the Chemical Association of Ireland, the Belfast Natural History Society, the Royal Galway Institution, The Royal Cork Institution, The Limerick Philosophical Society, The Waterford Institution and the history of chemistry in Irish universities.
John Kevin comes to Ireland every summer with his mother, and leaves London behind him for the sunshine and countryside of Ireland, the company of his six cousins, and the life of Ballydawn.Running through all these summers is his friendship with his cousin Mattie, and their gradual understanding as the Troubles worsen that the world can be a much darker place than Ballydawn lets on.
Presents accounts and case studies of experience in developing, implementing, or evaluating learning technologies. This book presents descriptions of the tools used by practitioners, explains how these tools are used, and discusses the role of the student and educator in the learning process.
When my father died, I stayed off school to look after my mother. I was fourteen and was as incapable of looking after her as she was at looking after me. She took to wandering the roads and was soon taken into hospital. The social worker asked me if I wanted to be fostered and I said yes. Two years later, in 1975, I was admitted to a psychiatric hospital. That was the beginning of it all: medication, ECT, the locked ward. I ve been sectioned five times, in and out of asylums, homeless hostels, squats and on the streets. I nearly hit the end of the road. But then, almost overnight, my life turned round. Sectioned is my story. John O Donoghue
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