What it Means to Be Irish

Scarlett: "I don't want Tara or any old plantation. Plantations don't

amount to anything when..."

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Gerald: "Do you stand there, Scarlett O'Hara, and tell me that

Tara, that land, doesn't amount to anything?"
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Scarlett nodded obstinately. Her heart was too sore to care

whether or not she put her father in a temper.

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Gerald: "Land is the only thing in the world that amounts to

anything," he shouted, his thick, short arms making wide gestures of

indignation, "for 'tis the only thing in this world that lasts, and don't

you be forgetting it! 'Tis the only thing worth working for, worth

fighting for, worth dying for."
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Scarlett: "Oh, Pa," she said disgustingly, "you talk like an

Irishman."

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Gerald: "Have I ever been ashamed of it? No, 'tis proud I am. And

don't be forgetting that you are half Irish, Miss. And to anyone with a

drop of Irish blood in them the land they live on is like their mother."

Since we're coming up on St. Patrick's Day, I thought I'd post a few

fun Irish blogs leading up to the 17th. 'Tis my Scotch Irish DNA I'm

a feelin', stretching its bonny legs and doing a fancy jig!