Jamie O'Rourke and the Big Potato
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Hello, everybody. It's mister catcher here with a Saint Patrick's Day story. This is called Jamie o'rourke in the big potato by Tommy de Paula. Jamie o'rourke was the laziest man in all of Ireland. He would do anything to avoid working, especially if it had to do with growing potatoes. Jamie o'rourke, his wife Eileen would say, we have nothing to eat this winter if you don't go up out and dig up the karate. The saints preserve is Jaime with wine. Me backs the soreness could be sure something down anywhere you'll have to dig them up yourself or a break in two if I so much as get up out of this bed. So I lean who had done all the planting and watering and weeding anyhow would go out to the tiny garden to dig up the smallest potatoes in Ireland.
All because Jamie was too lazy to dig a larger garden and had no money to buy good potato seed. Then pour Eileen wrenched her back and was laid up in bed. Saint Bridget and the virgin Mary herself must have smiled on my lean over the village woman said, oh, it's the first recipe's hatch and she married Jamie o'rourke with Eileen and Ben, Jamie begin to worry. No, I lean to dig no perhaps he's all winter, no perhaps he's with no food. Pratt potatoes. Part of me will Jamie. I'll start to death. I had best go to church and confessed to father O'Malley. There's no telling how soon old death would be not going to be door. So even though it was midnight Jamie set out for the church, he was about halfway down the hill when he heard singing and a tap tap Tapping sound. Sure, and I would be no and Jamie whispered, but I swear it's a leprechaun. And sure enough, sitting in a circle of firms of the moonlight was a leprechaun singing and hammering tiny nails into the heels of ferry boots he was making. Jamie knew just what to do.
He crept up and grabbed the little man by his coattails and helped firm. Let me go, let me go, the leprechaun shouted. Not on your life, Jamie said, not until you show me where you keep your pot of gold. Now everyone in Ireland, those leprechauns make boots and dancing shoes for the fairies, who pay for them with gold. And everyone knows that if you catch a leprechaun will pay for his freedom with those pot of gold, but this locker con was clever than most. Please, mister mottle, man, he pleaded. I'm just starting out making fairy shoes now, and they have one or two pieces of gold in me pop. Wouldn't you take a wish instead? What would I wish for Jamie ask? Me, who's about to die of starvation? Because my wife is sick in bed and can't take the praise for the winter. I have such puny practice too. Well, so the leprechaun reaching into his pocket, you can wish for the biggest party in the world. It would last all winter and you wouldn't have to do anything more than half the seed water and wait. That sounded wonderful to Jamie. Done, he shouted and the leprechaun dropped the scene to Jamie's hand. Jamie let go of his coat tails and off that leprechaun scampered. When I lean heard what he had done, she was furious.
Jamie old rocking out on the laziest man in Ireland, but a fool as well, giving up a part of gold for a patty seed? Well, I'm gonna plant those seed in the water at New York City, Jamie said, and Audi went. And faith, I wean did see. In no time at all, the biggest finest potato plant of the spread out of it out of the ground followed by the potato itself. It was so big it pushed up not only all the dirt in the garden, but the garden shed in the corner of the cottage as well. That's surely now it's ready to dig Jamie sent proudly. That's one large potato. He hoed all around it, but he couldn't dig that pretty out of the ground. He got a beam and a big rock and tried to pry it out. He pushed and he pushed, but it wouldn't budge. As he was pondering what to do, his neighbor passed on by on his way to the village. He couldn't believe his eyes. He couldn't wait to tell everyone to the village what he had seen before you knew it. The hill to Jamie's was filled with villagers coming to see the big potato. Where did it come from? They all ask. Jamie told him about the lucky night he had cut the leprechaun and how smart he had been.
Anyone could have gotten a pop of Goldie brag, but the biggest party in the world with that took some doing. However, did you have smart leprechaun they all ask at once? Jamie hesitated and scratched his head. What happened you dig up the patty Jamie if you tell us how you did it? And they grabbed shovels and hoes and started to dig. They dug and they dug and they pushed and they shoved until the potato flew out of its hole. It rolled down the hill faster and faster until it reached the bottom where it bounced up high and came to a stop. Wedged between the snow wall stone walls on the other side of the road. What to do now? That is so big. No one know cardinal nothing can get by it. The constable complained to father O'Malley. How's about it to get dinner out of the village? What should we do? The villagers wailed. And they all looked at Jamie and said, it's your patio after moving out of the way. Well, I didn't spoke up. There's more than enough pretty for everyone. Why don't you all take some? So the villagers saw it and chopped and carted off huge pieces of potato with Jamie Sutton the stone wall and watched. Oh, winter long, everyone had potato to eat. How do you add eat until no one wanted to see or hear potato again? I don't think they could ever happen to me.
I would eat potatoes every day if I could. And the spring Jamie said, I saved a potato eye for a seat and I'm just about time to plant it. Oh no, the villagers all cried. If you promise not to plant it, Jamie will promise before Saint Patrick and all the saints. To see you later, you know, always have ready to cook and eat. We don't want another giant patty around here. JB smiled in the greed. What the perfect life for a lazy man. And so you see darling Jamie told her. It wasn't such a fool with that leprechaun after all. And I lean head to agree that JBL work was right. And there's a leprechaun. He lied about having a not much gold in his pot. So there you go. And you must think, if you were ever to give it a wish, would you wish for gold or would you wish for a potato? Everybody stay safe continuously socially distance and wear your mask. Everyone would have a good day.