Finding Leprechaun Gold

Leprechaun Wisdom for a Lucky Life

Written by SurfWriter Girls Sunny Magdaug and Patti Kishel

According to Irish folklore, if you catch a leprechaun he has to give you his pot of gold.

So SurfWriter Girls Sunny Magdaug and Patti Kishel decided to visit the Irish pubs in Seal Beach in hopes of spotting a leprechaun celebrating St. Patrick’s Day. 

And, no sooner had we walked in the door of O’Malley’s (140 Main Street) than we spied a wee person at the bar, decked out all in green – from his derby hat to his buckled shoes – drinking beer and humming an Irish tune.

Taking a stool on either side of him, we said, “Mr. Leprechaun, the jig is up! By rights, you have to give us your pot of gold.” 

He laughed, “I’ll give you more than that, ladies. I’ll give you the benefit of me leprechaun wisdom on how to make the most of life. No one knows better than a leprechaun how to turn sorrow into sunshine or troubles into trifles.” 

 

Intrigued by his offer, SurfWriter Girls settled in to hear what he had to say.

“First an’ foremost, leprechauns take the good with the bad,” our tiny friend began. “When we have a bit of a set-back we don’ fret over it because we know there’s somethin’ good aroun’ the corner…the rainbow after a storm or the money you find on the ground when a cart forces you inna a ditch.” 

 “Never borrow trouble from the future. If trouble’s a mind to find you, it’ll do sure enough without your puttin’ out the welcome mat.”

”To make your way in this world, you need a plan – figure those things what be important to you…an’ ignore the rest. Keep the wind at your back an’ your feet movin’ forward. That’s the ticket.”

“Greet everyone you meet with a smile an’ a tune an’ they’ll greet you the same.”

 “An’ for good measure, wear a hat to keep the rain off your head an’ for catchin’ any pennies that fall from above. You never know when luck is comin’ your way.”

Having dispensed his wisdom, he had this poem to say.  

A word to the wise:

prioritize an’ portion-size.

Be it work, food or drink,

stop an’ think.

What will I do?

Have one pint or two?

Then, move ahead, one foot after,

with a jolly tune an’ lots of laughter.

Then, with a snap of his fingers, the leprechaun disappeared before our very eyes, leaving behind his green derby hat and two shiny coins. 

Happy St. Patrick’s Day!

SurfWriter Girls

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