Being called names can take a toll on one’s confidence. I was called Red, Rusty, rooster but didn’t mind those nicknames. I grew up in a predominantly Protestant village. I always say I had the best of both religions- great picnics with the Baptist Church and dances with the Catholics.
My father’s people were Protestant but mother was Irish Catholic and her children brought up as Catholics. I was only one of 3 Catholics girls in my grade. I remember being called Mickie( name for a Catholic- a mick) by an bit of a deranged older person. Being young and full of bravo, I fired back insults. Not the best way to handle name calling. Humor might work better.
Congrats on your new status as minnow!
I love humor but I'm not so good at it. I don't want to label the Irish but I think the limerick had it's origin in Ireland. My mind is blown when I interact with people form around the world. All of my ideas about people and countries are blown away. I thought your island was like a paradise but I see the community will always find some thing to pin point. I think it is a defense people make by pointing out minor differences to make themselves somehow superior. Oh phooey to all name calling.
I wasn’t raised on the Island, Christopher @mineopoly. It was in New Brunswick where the insults were given when I was going to school. It’s my husband’s people who had roots here on PEI where I live now.
I think the Mick/Mickie is part of the Mc on a lot of Irish last names.
I see. Thank you for clearing that up. It makes sense. I wasn't raised in Korea. I just live here and my wife's last name sounds like a question.