I learned this poem in King's Inn Street Secondary School, Dublin, Ireland. Ms. Moriarty taught it to us in a North of Ireland accent (dialect). It became my "party piece" at family functions and later when I went to Paris, France and New York as a nun. Most of my friends in the convent memorized it since I had recited it so often over the years. After I left the convent and married, I taught "Wee Hughie" to my young daughter KellyAnne, who recited it at many Feiseanna in the tri-state area. The Irish born adjudicators were enthralled to hear a little American child recite in a North of Ireland accent this much beloved poem. My heart still aches a little for the memories of long ago and yesterday when I hear mention of ""Wee Hughie."