Originally published on The Gateway Issue No. 2 (April 2008)
Daniel O’Connell is a towering figure in Irish history. In our Lasallian world, we have our own Daniel O’Connell, more familiarly known as Brother Paul, and who, at least in some respects, was also a towering figure.
Brother Paul was born in 1889 in Vicarstown, County Laois, Ireland. He took the Brother’s Habit in 1905 and was sent on the missions to Hong Kong in 1907. He was assigned to teach in St. Joseph’s College, then at Robinson Road, Glenealy, at the tender age of 18. Apart from a short interlude between 1921-1922, when he was transferred to Singapore and Malaysia, he was to spend all of his extraordinarily long missionary life in Hong Kong. He professed his final vows there in 1918.
When Brother Paul arrived in 1907, Hong Kong was a comparatively small city. The Chinese Kingdom was still under the control of the Empress Dowager, Cixi. Four years later Brother Paul witnessed the birth of the Chinese Republic. He was to live under 12 colonial governors of Hong Kong (from Lugard to MacLehose), 7 Catholic Bishops (Pozzoni, Raimondi, Valtorta, Bianchi, Hsu, Lei, Wu): 9 Popes (Leo, Pius X, Benedict, Pius XI, Pius XIII, John, Paul, John Paul I, John Paul II) and 6 monarchs of the British Empire (Victoria, Ed¬ward XII, George V, Edward VIII, George VI, Elizabeth).
From 1907 to 1921, Brother Paul taught at St. Joseph’s College. Among his many other duties he was the Sports-master, with particular responsibility for coaching the footballers. In 1918 an earthquake damaged a large part of the school campus and the Brothers were forced to move out. The Brothers were fortunately able to purchase Club Germania at Kennedy Road and they planned to move the school there. Before the new school premises was ready to accommodate all classes, Brother Paul was assigned to take care of the remaining classes at the Robinson Road campus, in somewhat trying conditions.
Even at this early stage, Brother Paul had become an intrepid hiker. He knew Hong Kong so well that he could take you from one point to another by the shortest route, regardless of valley and hill, stream or jungle. He could walk for hours on end through the forestry paths as well as on the mountains.
Another area of expertise was the auditing of accounts. He would present the audit accounts meticulously correct and handsomely set out in a judicious usage of black and red ruling.
Between 1921 and 1923 Brother Paul was assigned to Singapore and Malaysia but somehow he always hankered after Hong Kong and his superiors decided to accede to his wish. In 1923, when he returned from Malaysia, he was given a new assignment. He became the Headmaster of St. Joseph’s College Branch School at Chatham Road, Kowloon. For years afterwards he maintained he had no idea why the Superiors decided that he was the man for the job. But decide they did. The Branch School had been opened on 5th September 1917 to cater to the boys, many of Portuguese descent, who were now living in Kowloon. It was also meant to relieve the junior boys having to commute across the harbour every day. It was the reverse for Brother Paul of course and we presume he traveled by ferry or “wala-wala”, a small motor boat which made a sound similar to its local nickname.
The students of the branch school were, in time, to form the nucleus for La Salle College which opened its doors in 1932. Most of the students were transferred to La Salle and Brother Paul followed them.
Among his many responsibilities, and at various times, Brother Paul took on the role of Prefect of Boarders. The boarders came from such places as Indochina (Vietnam), Malaysia, Singapore, Thailand, Japan, Korea, Burma, Indonesia and some of them from as far as Mexico. Their parents wanted them to get a good grounding in English, a ‘must’ for would-be traders in the Far East. It was Brother Paul’s task to mould these heterogeneous elements into something like a miniature United Nations. Brother Michael Curtin mentions that, as boarding prefect, “Brother Paul was very understanding but very firm on discipline.” Since the number of boarders rose to as high as 250 he probably needed to take a firm stand. At 6 foot 3 and ramrod straight he was not to be trifled with.
He was reassigned to St. Joseph’s College from 1935 to 1945. During the war, only three Brothers remained in Hong Kong, namely Brothers John Lynam, Martin Kelleher and Paul. They managed to survive and quickly resumed their work when the war was over. The old boys of the College moved quickly also and held a reunion in 1946 at which Brother Paul was present. He received a great welcome and after the singing of “He’s a jolly good fellow” he was forced to say a few words. It was obvious that he was deeply moved, for about 80% of those present had been his pupils. With some humour, Brother Paul remarked that while he was privileged to have had many of those present under him in class, he hoped he would be able to make a better job of the younger generation than he did with the old! The old boys responded by singing some Irish songs for him.
Brother Paul continued to serve St. Joseph’s and La Salle College until his retirement in 1965. He was usually followed by his faithful shepherd dog, even into the classroom. The dog was big but very tame and friendly. During this period of his life, he tramped the hills and valleys of Hong Kong, taking a keen interest in its flora and fauna and taking copious notes. He was usually accompanied by other Brothers but if none was available he would set out himself.
One Brother recalls a first meeting in the early 60’s. “Brother Paul was an imposing figure, even to a ‘know all’ youth of twenty four. He carried his knowledge and wisdom lightly, however, and I was happy in his company, especially when he was in the mood for a song. I remember wondering and admiring how he could continue to teach catechism even into old age. I also liked to see him with the pipe, and, like many pipe smokers, the pipe seemed to be more for company than for smoking.”
Many tales are told of Brother Paul as a teacher. One of his old boys of the class of 1935, now living in London, says that ‘he was a very, very, strict teacher’. He was also a strict disciplinarian. The old boy recalls how he told a Mexican boy several time to have his hair cut. For whatever reason, the boy did not do so. One morning after morning prayers, Brother Paul called this boy out, took a pair of scissors and cut the boy’s hair himself! One wonders what would happen if a teacher did this today!
After retirement he spent his remaining years residing in the country bungalow of the Brothers adjacent to De La Salle Secondary School, Fanling which is close to the mainland China border. The countryside environment suited him to the ground. He taught religion in some classes and occupied himself in the garden and in the study of the flora of Hong Kong which was his hobby. He started with cataloguing the blooms that graced the extensive garden surrounding the Brothers’ bungalow. In fact he had plans for publishing a book on the Trees, Shrubs and Flowers of Hong Kong and was in contact with a local publisher. As a lover of nature, he also loved animals, dogs in particular, and he had a dog in tow even from the early days. He christened one of his dogs “wu lei”, or ‘fox’ in Chinese. The Brothers took much delight listening to Paul ‘talking’ to the dog which showed every sign of understanding.
He never lost his love for his native land and every St Patrick’s Day he would hoist the flag of the Irish Republic in the garden. Local British officials seemed mildly amused and turned a blind eye to this expression of patriotic fervour. On celebratory occasions, Paul’s favourite patriotic song was ‘God Save Ireland’ complete with rousing chorus.
He usually enjoyed excellent health. However, in the late 70’s he had to endure a severe operation. On recovery he continued to live on happily in Fanling amidst the flowers and the trees he loved so well. Things seemed to be moving nicely and in 1979 the editors of La Salle College Magazine were happy to congratulate him on completing 90 years and wished him “Cheung Meng Pak Sui”, life to a hundred years. Despite his advanced age, he went on home leave in the summer of 1979 and returned in mid October, apparently in good health and spirits. He fell ill, however, and had to be hospitalized and, despite hopes for his recovery, passed away peacefully on 6th November 1979 at St. Teresa’s Hospital, Kowloon.
Human dignity was less talked about in the 1910s than it is now. Yet those who had the privilege of knowing Brother Paul could see in him an expression of respect for personal human dignity such as is seldom met with in our more prosperous but more feverish age. In his youth in Ireland and in early manhood in Hong Kong, he learnt a grave courtesy that never seemed affected and never inhibited his sense of humour. With the passing years the world has largely lost this gracious gift; but Brother Paul, a man of strong character, refused to jettison what was good from the past.
The memory of Brother Paul is enshrined in the hearts of his old pupils of St. Joseph's, La Salle College and De La Salle Secondary School who will not forget his untiring efforts. His genial personality will ever be remembered by those he taught and colleagues who worked with him. His insistence on order, hard work and vigorous exercise inspired generations of students. One of his favourite axioms was ‘esto vir’ (be a man)) and he himself gave a fine example of manly virtues to his students. This ‘grand old man’ leaves behind the kindest of memories of courtesy and devotion to duty.
Here is a poem written in his honour by Brother Patricius O’Donovan who knew him well.
Requiescat In Pace
The Lord had willed the hour of parting!
From our midst Paul’s soul had gone,
Bearing myriad years of merit,
Mead of duties nobly done;
He had gone with prayers and blessings,
At his loving Master’s call,
To his heavenly home – goal of his longings,
Where pure joys can never pall.
The Orient sun had just arisen,
And our cities hummed again,
Lion Rock looked clear and crimsoned,
And all its multi-mountained chain;
Well known haunts he’d loved and cherished,
Oft traversed with practised art,
Seeking Nature’s hidden treasures,
With roving eye and throbbing heart.
Over seventy years of labour,
Always faithful – ever true,
An achievement unsurpassed,
Only meted out to few;
For God’s honour, for his neighbour,
Always zealous for God’s claim,
Never fearing in the struggle,
Never faltering in the strain.