My mother was a child in Ireland in the 1930s. She said it was a very hard life, she often was hungry and there was a meanness in the people that comes from bitter poverty - there was terrible class snobbery, teachers were nasty and mean... she says life is much better now and the young people are kinder towards each other than in her day.

my grandfather walked to fairs in bare feet and stood all day in pouring rain selling cattle only to walk them home again 20 mile round trip when they failed to sell them. this was during the economic war in which England traded with us very unreasonably causing the poverty esp in rural areas. still they were a very contented people, used to love hearing the stories and the hardships they bore without complaining. a far happier people at that time for most people. no need for drugs or councelling or shrinks etc that time .we could learn a lot from them for it certainly is not what a man owns that makes him happy is my conclusion.

This video just shows how little the US knew about Ireland at the time. 'Theres no excuse for a family to go hungry and theres enough for all?' My granny grew up in Donegal and she says that all she ever had to eat was potatoes and cabbage and had to drink tea from jam jars.

I read Ireland is sadly now on the way to becoming little Africa

I find it hard to agree with people who say bad things about Ireland, I come from a large family who lost their home, we knew hard times, yet we had the very best of times, we had the very best Mother and Father anyone could ask for, they took the very best care of all their children they even help the traveling people who passed by, they were very good and always helpful to people in need. they showed us a better way and never to be bitter or nasty to others, to never look down on anyone also never bow to anyone only God, Jesus and his Blessed Mother Mary, One of my brothers went on to become a missionary priest and has spent of 40 years living with and helping some of the poorest and forgotten people, finding clean water, building schools, hospitals, churches, mother and child clinics, teaching trades and farming, to people who never receive any help or guidance from others. No, I would not say bad things about Ireland

Life was alot harder than this video makes out

My dad was born in Ireland in the 1920s . It definitely was a hard life . He used to say there was no Christmas or birthdays at their house.

I went to Ireland once. I left a part of my heart there. Many years later, my heart aches for it's lost piece, yearning to see it again.

My dad was born in 1927 in rural Tipperary no one ever spoke about life out in Ireland came to England for a better life .The Irish are so friendly with a good sense of humour. ☘️☘️☘️

My grandmother grew up in a thatched farmhouse like the white ones in the film in South Amargh. She was born in the 1900s and not one of them stayed in Ireland. 7 went to America and 4 to England.

When I see this movie I think of my parents village in Portugal. The life was exactly like this and the houses also in the same without good roof. And also the stones of the walls

In the rare aul times 😢 Irish identity and our traditions are woven into the fabric of Eire, there are many who use the new age media and devices to cherish our humble but blessed heritage that we struggled to maintain. Things have changed but those who were well raised know to respect and take heed of our elders. 🇮🇪

My grandmother was a Dublin orphan who quit Ireland in 1921. She only went back once, in the early '30s, yet I don't forget my Irish ancestors.

I was born in Bessbourough, Cork just near Cork city, in a mother baby home in 1953. Quite interesting to see film of people walking before me. Just loved the clips of the children.

Everybody looks so happy !

The generosity of irish farmers has been spat back in our faces

You would never believe that Ireland once was like this when you see it today. The picture painted was in reality anything but rosy.

My mum worked on a farm as a child in Killorglin ( born 1935) came to U.K. and was a mental health nurse at 18 yrs old. No hoists, lifting was done manually with older adults dementia long stay wards.

Not sure why i watched or how i came here but my heart is bigger now and my imagination soaring. For a moment...life was simple again.

Many of my family in Waterford died in in 1934 of Famine Fever and many of our neighbours too.