I mB\u00e9al an Phobail<\/p>
.<\/span><\/span><\/p> \u201cWild Decembers\u201d…….by…….Edna O\u2019Brien…….\u00a316.99……<\/span><\/p> Peadar Bair\u00e9ad<\/span><\/p> .<\/span><\/span><\/p> N\u00ed leabhar nua \u00e9<\/span> seo, ach leabhar a cuireadh i gcl\u00f3 a ch\u00e9aduair sa bhliain 1999, agus b\u00edodh go bhfuil roinnt mhaith scr\u00edofa ag an \u00fadar seo, san idirlinn, n\u00edor th\u00e1inig m\u00e9 fh\u00e9in ar an leabhar seo, go dt\u00ed le d\u00e9ana\u00ed. N\u00ed call dom a r\u00e1, gur l\u00e9igh m\u00e9 \u00e9, agus caithfidh m\u00e9 a admh\u00e1il, go ndeachaigh s\u00e9 i bhfeidhm go m\u00f3r orm. Emily Bronte a thug an teideal di, de r\u00e9ir deallraimh, n\u00f3 luaitear na l\u00ednte seo, le Bronte, i dt\u00fas an leabhair…<\/span><\/p> …fifteen wild Decembers <\/span><\/p> From those brown hills<\/span><\/p> Have melted into spring \u2013<\/span><\/p> Faithful indeed is the spirit that remembers.<\/span><\/p> N\u00ed call dom a r\u00e1, nach \u00e9 seo an ch\u00e9ad saothar leis an \u00fadar seo a l\u00e9igh m\u00e9, n\u00f3 is cuimhin liom f\u00f3s an chaoi a ndeachaigh <\/span>Country Girls<\/em><\/span>, agus <\/span>August is a Wicked Month,<\/em><\/span> i bhfeidhm orm, blianta fada \u00f3 shoin anois. D\u2019fh\u00e1s agus d\u2019fhor<\/span>bair an t-\u00fadar san idirlinn, agus sa l\u00e1 at\u00e1 inniu ann, d\u2019dfh\u00e9adf\u00e1 a r\u00e1, go bhfuil s\u00ed ar dhuine de mh\u00f3rscr\u00edbhneoir\u00ed na t\u00edre seo. \u00das\u00e1ideann s\u00ed st\u00edl at\u00e1 foirfe, corraitheach, snasta, st\u00edl a th\u00e9ann i gcionn ar an l\u00e9itheoir, agus a chuireann faoi gheasa \u00e9 chomh luath is a mhealltar isteach i ngr\u00e9as\u00e1n a sc\u00e9il \u00e9. N\u00ed taise ar bith don leabhar seo at\u00e1 idir cham\u00e1in againn anois \u00e9.<\/span><\/p> F\u00e9ach mar a chuireann s\u00ed an sc\u00e9al in\u00e1r l\u00e1thair sa r\u00e9amhsc\u00e9al…<\/span><\/p> Cloontha it is called \u2013 a locality within the bending of an arm. A few scattered houses, the old fort, lime-dank and jabbery and from the great whooshing belly of the lake between grassland and callow land a road, sluicing the little fortresses of ash and <\/span>elder, a crooked road to the mouth of the mountain. Fields that mean more than fields, more than life and more than death too,<\/span><\/p> Sa d\u00faiche sin a shu\u00edonn an t-\u00fadar ild\u00e1nach seo a sc\u00e9al, agus isteach sa taobh t\u00edre sin, tagann fear chucu \u00f3n iasacht, fear de ph\u00f3r na h\u00e1ite sin, ach fear a chaith seal i gc\u00e9in agus a thug leis anois, blas an fichi\u00fa haois, isteach sa d\u00faiche iarg\u00falta sin, n\u00f3 cuirtear in\u00e1r l\u00e1thair i dtosach b\u00e1ire \u00e9, in airde ar a tharrac\u00f3ir, beith\u00edoch nach bhfacthas a leith\u00e9id, riamh cheana, sa taobh <\/span>sin t\u00edre. F\u00e9ach mar a chuireann s\u00ed duine d\u00e1 pr\u00edomhcharachtair in aithne d\u00fainn, i dt\u00fas an leabhair…….<\/span><\/p> Heraldic and unflagging it chugged up the mountain road, the sound, a new sound jarring in on the profoundly pensive landscape. A new sound and a new machine, its squat front and colour of baked brick, the ridges of the big wheels scummed in muck, wet muck and dry muck, leaving their maggoty trails.<\/span><\/p> Is d\u00f3cha go dtugann na l\u00ednte sin blas eic\u00ednt de st\u00edl an \u00fadair seo d\u00fainn, ach sa diallait ar an mbeith\u00edoch iasachta seo, bh\u00ed Michael Bugler suite, agus stop an tarrac\u00f3ir i ngarra\u00ed a chomharsan, Joseph Brennan. N\u00ed raibh m\u00e1isteacht ar an dtarrac\u00f3ir faighte f\u00f3s ag Bugler, agus d\u2019iarr s\u00e9 ar an mBraon\u00e1nach cead a thabhairt d\u00f3 an tarrac\u00f3ir a fh\u00e1g\u00e1il mar a raibh, go bhfaigheadh s\u00e9 m\u00e1istracht ar na giaranna. Bh\u00ed Joe s\u00e1sta. Bhailigh na comharsanna, le radharc a fh\u00e1il ar an meais\u00edn nua-aoiseach seo. <\/span><\/p> Anois, tharla go raibh deirfi\u00far ag Joe, agus Breege, ab ainm di, agus n\u00ed g\u00e1 a r\u00e1, gur \u00e9irigh s\u00ed fh\u00e9in agus Bugler m\u00f3r le ch\u00e9ile, rud n\u00e1r thaitin, olc, maith, n\u00f3 dona, le Joe, n\u00f3 tuigeadh d\u00f3san, go raibh an Bugler seo tagtha ar ais chuig d\u00faich\u00ed a shinsir, le greim a fh\u00e1il ar sheilbh, agus ar ghabhaltas, na mBraon\u00e1nach, n\u00f3 nach raibh litir faighte cheana f\u00e9in ag Joe \u00f3 dhl\u00edod\u00f3ir Bhugler, ag f\u00f3gairt treaspais air…….<\/span><\/p> We have instructions from your neighbour, Mr. Michael Bugler, to write to you regarding the continued trespass of your cows on his field of four acres…..<\/span><\/p> D\u2019fh\u00e1s an gr\u00e1 idir Bugler agus Breege, agus ag an am gc\u00e9anna, lean Bugler ag leathn\u00fa a \u00e9ilimh ar thailte, a tuigeadh don Bhraon\u00e1nach a bheith mar ph\u00e1irt d\u00edlis den ghabhaltas a f\u00e1gadh mar oidhreacht aige fh\u00e9in. Tarraing\u00edonn an t-\u00fadar na comharsanna, go cliste, n\u00e1d\u00fartha, isteach sa sc\u00e9al, ach diaidh ar ndiaidh, leathna\u00edtear an bhearna easaontais idir Joe agus Bugler, agus ag an bpointe seo, feictear cos\u00falacht idir an sc\u00e9al seo agus an dr\u00e1ma c\u00e1ili\u00fail sin, The Field, le John B, Keane, agus is d\u00f3cha go bhf\u00e9adf\u00e1<\/span> a r\u00e1, go raibh an chr\u00edoch ch\u00e9anna ar an sc\u00e9al seo le Edna O\u2019Brien. <\/span><\/p> \u00c9ir\u00edonn leis an \u00fadar m\u00e1m maith moth\u00fach\u00e1in a chorra\u00ed, sa chro\u00ed istigh ionainn agus \u00e1bhar an sc\u00e9il seo \u00e1 l\u00e1imhse\u00e1il aici, agus f\u00e1gann s\u00ed i ndeireadh an\u00e1la muid, leis an gcaoi a chuireann s\u00ed cr\u00edoch lena sc\u00e9al.<\/span><\/p> An-leabhar, agus \u00e9 gaibhnithe i st\u00edl fhoirfe, shnasta, scili\u00fail, spreag\u00fail.<\/span><\/p>","protected":false},"excerpt":{"rendered":" I mB\u00e9al an Phobail . \u201cWild Decembers\u201d…….by…….Edna O\u2019Brien…….\u00a316.99…… Peadar Bair\u00e9ad . N\u00ed leabhar nua \u00e9 seo, ach leabhar a cuireadh i gcl\u00f3 a ch\u00e9aduair sa bhliain 1999, agus b\u00edodh go bhfuil roinnt mhaith scr\u00edofa ag an \u00fadar seo, san idirlinn, n\u00edor th\u00e1inig m\u00e9 fh\u00e9in ar an leabhar seo, go dt\u00ed le d\u00e9ana\u00ed. 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