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The Daltaí Boards » Archive: 2005- » 2006 (May-June) » Archive through June 25, 2006 » Scéalta: Scéal 3 Gadaíocht « Previous Next »

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Caitriona (Unregistered Guest)
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Scéal eile ó 'Múineadh Labhairt na Gaeilge sna Coláistí Samhraidh'

3. Gadaíocht

Bhí seanchúpla as Baile Átha Cliath ag brath ar dheireadh a saoil a chaitheamh i gConamara.
Chuala said ar Raidió na Gaeltachta go raibh teachín deas le díol i Ros Muc agus tháinig said ag breathnú air.

Teachín álainn a bhí ann ceart go leor.
Bhí sé aoldaite agus cóta deas tuí chruithneachta air.
Bhí seomraí beaga deasa ann agus leagan amach maith air.
Agus ní raibh an praghas ró-ard.
Bhí go maith is ní raibh go holc.

Bhí said ag breathnú thart ar an gcistin nuair a chuir an “tsean-lady” cogar i gcluas an tsean-leaid.
Is gearr gur iompaigh seisean chuig úinéir an tí agus dúirt sé “Tá gach uile rud ceart go leor,” a deir sé, “ach cá bhfuil an leithreas?”
“Á” a deir an t-úinéir, “níl aon cheann sa teach ach tá ceann beag deas amuigh sa gháirdín.”

Amach leo.
Bhí leithreas beag deas sa gháirdín ceart go leor – teachín beag bídeach – bláthanna ag fás timpeall air, ach ní raibh ann ach buicéad.
Isteach leis an “tsean-lady” ann ach ba ghearr gur tháinig sí amach arís.
Dúirt sí leis an úinéir “Ní féidir glas a chur ar an doras ann.”

“Ó muise,” a deir an t-úinéir, “tá mise i mo chónaí anseo le dhá scór bliain agus bhí mo mhuintir romham ann le leathchéad blian agus i rith an ama sin ar fad, níor goideadh aon bhuicéad as an leithreas orainn.”

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Caitriona (Unregistered Guest)
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3. Gadaíocht - Theft

Gluais
seanchúpla - old couple
ag brath ar - intending to
ar dheireadh a saoil – at the end of their lives
a chaitheamh – to spend
le díol – to be sold
Ros Muc – placename
ag breathnú air – looking at it

aoldaite – whitewashed
tuí – thatch
leagan amach – layout
an praghas – the price

cogar – whisper
an tsean-leaid – the oul’ lad
Is gearr gur – After a short while
d’ iompaigh seisean - he turned
úinéir an tí - the owner of the house
gach uile rud – every single thing

beag bídeach – tiny little
buicéad - bucket
glas a chur ar an doras – to lock the door

dhá scór bliain – two score years (40 years)
mo mhuintir romham - my people before me
níor goideadh aon bhuicéad - no bucket was ever stolen

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Lucy (Unregistered Guest)
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And wasn't he the lucky fellow to have such honest neighbors! Beidh mé ag gaire i rith an oiche. GRMA.

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Caitriona (Unregistered Guest)
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Go raibh maith agat féin Lucy. Gabh mo leithscéal nach raibh seans agam gluais a scríobh d'uimhir a dó. It's graduation season here. Tá mo ghasúir ag fás suas. Agus mé ag breathnú orthu tá áthas agus uaigneas orm ag an am céanna. Ay, I feel a bout of wistfulness coming on.
Bain aoibhnis as an saol. Carpe Diem agus araile.
Caithfimid craic a bheith againn anois is arís. Tá áthas orm gur thaitin sé leat.



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