{"id":13039,"date":"2017-04-04T11:00:00","date_gmt":"2017-04-04T11:00:00","guid":{"rendered":"https:\/\/mickgb.com\/?p=13039"},"modified":"2024-04-08T01:13:53","modified_gmt":"2024-04-08T01:13:53","slug":"nollaigi-m_oige-2","status":"publish","type":"post","link":"https:\/\/mickgb.com\/en\/nollaigi-m_oige-2\/","title":{"rendered":"Nollaig\u00ed m_\u00f3ige. 2…"},"content":{"rendered":"

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Nollaig\u00ed<\/span> m\u2019<\/span>\u00d3<\/span>ige 2.<\/span><\/strong><\/p>

Peadar Bair\u00e9ad<\/span><\/p>

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(Memories of Christmases past return at this time of year)<\/em><\/span><\/strong><\/p>

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Maidin Lae Nollag<\/span><\/strong><\/p>

D\u2019fh\u00e9adfadh muid dearmad a dh\u00e9anamh tamall ar na Stoca\u00ed Nollag. Bheadh sp\u00f3rt againn leosan i ndiaidh an Aifrinn… Ach\u2019 First things First\u2019… mar ad\u00e9arf\u00e1.<\/span><\/p>

Ach bh\u00ed chuile dhuine ag f\u00e1il r\u00e9idh don Aifreann faoi seo. N\u00ed raibh aon chaint ar bhricfeasta, n\u00f3 bh\u00ed chuile dhuine againn ag dul ar Aifreann ina throscadh. N\u00e1r dheas caoin \u00e9 solas an lampa pairif\u00edn an mhaidin bheannaithe sin? <\/p>

Bh\u00ed s\u00e9 in am bheith ag triall ar an S\u00e9ip\u00e9al anois, mar bh\u00ed muintir an bhaile ar a gcois, cheana f\u00e9in, agus iad ag triall ar an s\u00e9ip\u00e9al ina mbu\u00edonta beaga tostacha, agus bh\u00ed s\u00e9 in am d\u00fainne an cleas c\u00e9anna a dh\u00e9anamh.. N\u00ed cuimhin liom b\u00e1isteach n\u00f3 sneachta riamh ar mhaidin Nollag; sioc, cinnte; agus sp\u00e9ir lom-l\u00e1n de r\u00e9alt\u00f3ga geala lonracha. Bh\u00ed naofacht agus diagacht r\u00fanda ag baint leis an bhfuacht agus leis na r\u00e9alt\u00f3ga. Bh\u00ed l\u00e1ithreacht D\u00e9 le moth\u00fa iontu. <\/h1>

Chasadh mn\u00e1 an bhaile orainn. Iad sona, s\u00e1sta, ag filleadh abhaile \u00f3n Aifreann luath, le dul i mbun c\u00f3caireachta. G\u00e9 a bh\u00edodh againne don Nollaig, an t-am sin. N\u00ed raibh an turca\u00ed i mb\u00e9al an phobail, an uair \u00fad. N\u00ed raibh aon chult\u00far iasachta imithe i bhfeidhm orainn, an tr\u00e1th sin. N\u00f3s trasatlantach is ea n\u00f3s an turca\u00ed, nach raibh glactha leis f\u00f3s in Iorras. <\/p>

Agus i gc\u00e1s an ts\u00e9ip\u00e9il sin, sa Gheata M\u00f3r, n\u00ed raibh su\u00edoch\u00e1in ann ach do shiopad\u00f3ir\u00ed, do mh\u00fainteoir\u00ed, agus do dhaoine deisi\u00fala eile an phar\u00e1iste, ach d\u2019fhanadh an chosmhuintir ar a gcosa! Ach n\u00e1r chuma. Ba \u00e9 Teach D\u00e9 \u00e9, agus f\u00e1ilte is fiche aige i gc\u00f3na\u00ed roimh chuile dhuine, pe bocht saibhir \u00e9. N\u00ed raibh de sholas sa s\u00e9ip\u00e9al sin ach solas na gcoinnle, na coinnle sin a thug solas bog, bu\u00ed, \u00f3rga, d\u00fainn, solas a raibh boige, cine\u00e1ltas, agus teas, ann, solas a raibh dra\u00edocht na s\u00e1stachta ag baint leis.<\/p>

Deireadh an Aifrinn, agus breacadh an lae, ag teacht i bhfochair a ch\u00e9ile.<\/p>

Bhuel, sin mar is cuimhin liomsa \u00e9.<\/p>

Bheadh an chuid eile den l\u00e1 faoi\u2019n dtor againn, faoi mar adeireadh Peig Sayers fad\u00f3. F\u00e9asta, agus sp\u00f3rt go ho\u00edche againn, agus b\u00ed cinnte freisin, go mbeadh a ghuinn\u00edn g\u00e9 fh\u00e9in ag beirt againn, i ndiaidh d\u00fainn sl\u00e1n a fh\u00e1g\u00e1il le g\u00e9 mh\u00f3r na Nollag, mar, faraoir g\u00e9ar! n\u00ed bh\u00edodh ar gh\u00e9 ar bith ach an d\u00e1 sciath\u00e1n! <\/p>

And wouldn't there be a long, tiring day ahead of us with the Wren, the next day?<\/p>

N\u00e1r mh\u00e9anar a bheith beo, ach n\u00e1r neamha\u00ed bheith \u00f3g, na laethe \u00fad fad\u00f3, in Iorras thiar, agus go mbeirimid beo ag an am seo ar\u00eds!<\/p>

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N O L L A I G N A h \u00d3 I G E .<\/span><\/strong><\/p>

At Christmas, with the stars dancing,<\/p>

As they danced in Bethlehem long ago,<\/p>

Thoughts return to me in their myriads,<\/p>

Like angels singing for the season.<\/p>

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The big blue candle burning<\/p>

In the bright kitchen window,<\/p>

To entice the Virgin's family<\/p>

Through the frost and snow of the season.<\/p>

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My Mom busy making cakes and pastries,<\/p>

Kneading and baking effortlessly,<\/p>

Agus sinne ag spraoi is ag comhr\u00e1,<\/p>

In that little thatched house long ago.<\/p>

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The big roaring fire enticed me,<\/p>

With warmth and loud crackling,<\/p>

Soothing me, calming me, encouraging me,<\/p>

With its bright, untroubled visions.<\/p>

.<\/span><\/span><\/p>

Would Saint Nicholas come to visit us,<\/p>

At night when the Christmas star is above,<\/p>

Or would the Baby and his Mom come,<\/p>

When the family would lie down to sleep?<\/p>

.<\/span><\/span><\/p>

Memories of childhood return to me,<\/p>

Tonight itself, and my age lost from me,<\/p>

And the child in my heart praises<\/p>

An leanbh a luigh sa mh\u00e1ins\u00e9ar.<\/p>

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Merry Christmas, and a happy and prosperous New Year, to all our readers.<\/em><\/span><\/strong><\/p>

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. Nollaig\u00ed m\u2019\u00d3ige 2. Peadar Bair\u00e9ad . (Memories of Christmases past return at this time of year) . Maidin Lae Nollag D\u2019fh\u00e9adfadh muid dearmad a dh\u00e9anamh tamall ar na Stoca\u00ed Nollag. Bheadh sp\u00f3rt againn leosan i ndiaidh an Aifrinn… Ach\u2019 First things First\u2019… mar ad\u00e9arf\u00e1. Ach bh\u00ed chuile dhuine ag f\u00e1il r\u00e9idh don Aifreann faoi […]<\/p>\n","protected":false},"author":2,"featured_media":13435,"comment_status":"open","ping_status":"open","sticky":false,"template":"","format":"standard","meta":{"nf_dc_page":"","_et_pb_use_builder":"","_et_pb_old_content":"","_et_gb_content_width":"","footnotes":""},"categories":[1],"tags":[],"class_list":["post-13039","post","type-post","status-publish","format-standard","has-post-thumbnail","hentry","category-gan-chatagoir"],"_links":{"self":[{"href":"https:\/\/mickgb.com\/en\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/posts\/13039","targetHints":{"allow":["GET"]}}],"collection":[{"href":"https:\/\/mickgb.com\/en\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/posts"}],"about":[{"href":"https:\/\/mickgb.com\/en\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/types\/post"}],"author":[{"embeddable":true,"href":"https:\/\/mickgb.com\/en\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/users\/2"}],"replies":[{"embeddable":true,"href":"https:\/\/mickgb.com\/en\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/comments?post=13039"}],"version-history":[{"count":1,"href":"https:\/\/mickgb.com\/en\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/posts\/13039\/revisions"}],"predecessor-version":[{"id":13040,"href":"https:\/\/mickgb.com\/en\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/posts\/13039\/revisions\/13040"}],"wp:featuredmedia":[{"embeddable":true,"href":"https:\/\/mickgb.com\/en\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/media\/13435"}],"wp:attachment":[{"href":"https:\/\/mickgb.com\/en\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/media?parent=13039"}],"wp:term":[{"taxonomy":"category","embeddable":true,"href":"https:\/\/mickgb.com\/en\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/categories?post=13039"},{"taxonomy":"post_tag","embeddable":true,"href":"https:\/\/mickgb.com\/en\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/tags?post=13039"}],"curies":[{"name":"wp","href":"https:\/\/api.w.org\/{rel}","templated":true}]}}