{"id":13049,"date":"2017-04-04T11:00:00","date_gmt":"2017-04-04T11:00:00","guid":{"rendered":"https:\/\/mickgb.com\/?p=13049"},"modified":"2024-04-08T01:26:52","modified_gmt":"2024-04-08T01:26:52","slug":"o-d-y-s-s-e-y-i-g-c-r-i-o-c-h-a-n-a-s-a-m-h-l-a-i-o-c-h-t-a","status":"publish","type":"post","link":"https:\/\/mickgb.com\/en\/o-d-y-s-s-e-y-i-g-c-r-i-o-c-h-a-n-a-s-a-m-h-l-a-i-o-c-h-t-a\/","title":{"rendered":"O d y s s e y    i    g C r i o c h a    n a     S a m h l a i o c h t a"},"content":{"rendered":"<p style=\"margin-top:0pt;padding-top:0;margin-bottom:0pt;padding-bottom:0;line-height:2.4\"><span style=\"height:1em\"><span>.<\/span><\/span><\/p><p style=\"margin-top:0pt;padding-top:0;margin-bottom:0pt;padding-bottom:0;line-height:2.4\"><strong><span style=\"font-size:16pt\">O d a i s \u00e9    i    g C r \u00ed o c h a    n a     S a m h l a \u00ed o c h t a . <\/span><\/strong><\/p><p style=\"text-align:center;margin-top:0pt;padding-top:0;margin-bottom:0pt;padding-bottom:0;line-height:2.4\"><span style=\"height:1em\"><span>.<\/span><\/span><\/p><p style=\"text-align:center;margin-top:0pt;padding-top:0;margin-bottom:0pt;padding-bottom:0;line-height:2.4\"><strong><span style=\"font-size:16pt\">****************************<\/span><\/strong><\/p><p style=\"text-align:center;margin-top:0pt;padding-top:0;margin-bottom:0pt;padding-bottom:0;line-height:2.4\"><span style=\"height:1em\"><span>.<\/span><\/span><\/p><p style=\"margin-top:0pt;padding-top:0;margin-bottom:0pt;padding-bottom:0;line-height:2.4\"><strong>L i f e    o f     P i<span style=\"font-size:16pt\"> &#8230;&#8230;&#8230;&#8230;&#8230;&#8230;&#8230;&#8230;&#8230;&#8230;&#8230;&#8230;&#8230;<\/span>c\u00e9ad chl\u00f3&#8230;&#8230;&#8230;&#8230;.2002<\/strong><\/p><p style=\"margin-top:0pt;padding-top:0;margin-bottom:0pt;padding-bottom:0;line-height:2.4\"><strong>l e<\/strong><\/p><p style=\"margin-top:0pt;padding-top:0;margin-bottom:0pt;padding-bottom:0;line-height:2.4\"><strong>Y a n n     M a r t e l &#8230;&#8230;&#8230;&#8230;&#8230;&#8230;&#8230;&#8230;&#8230;&#8230;&#8230;&#8230;&#8230;&#8230;&#8230;&#8230;&#8230;&#8230;&#8230;&#8230;&#8230;&#8230;&#8230;&#8230;\u00a312.99.<\/strong><\/p><p style=\"margin-top:0pt;padding-top:0;margin-bottom:0pt;padding-bottom:0;line-height:2.4\"><span style=\"height:1em\"><span>.<\/span><\/span><\/p><p style=\"margin-top:0pt;padding-top:0;margin-bottom:0pt;padding-bottom:0;line-height:2.4\"><span style=\"height:1em\"><span>.<\/span><\/span><\/p><p style=\"text-align:center;margin-top:0pt;padding-top:0;margin-bottom:0pt;padding-bottom:0;line-height:2.4\"><strong>************************************<\/strong><\/p><p style=\"text-align:center;margin-top:0pt;padding-top:0;margin-bottom:0pt;padding-bottom:0;line-height:2.4\"><span style=\"height:1em\"><span>.<\/span><\/span><\/p><p style=\"text-align:justify;margin-top:0pt;padding-top:0;margin-bottom:0pt;padding-bottom:0;line-height:2.4\">Is d\u00f3cha gurbh \u00e9 an teideal a mheall m\u00e9 i dtosach leis an leabhar seo a l\u00e9amh, ach faoin am seo, is cuma liom sa tsioc c\u00e9ard a mheall m\u00e9, n\u00f3 t\u00e1 m\u00e9 an-ts\u00e1sta gur shocraigh  m\u00e9 ar \u00e9 a l\u00e9amh, mar i nd\u00e1ir\u00edre, bheadh s\u00e9 deacair, leabhar eile d\u00e1 sh\u00f3rt a fh\u00e1il, i dteanga ar bith, dearfainn, n\u00f3 \u00e9ir\u00edonn leis an \u00fadar, san \u00farsc\u00e9al seo, r\u00e9altacht agus samhla\u00edocht a fh\u00ed go heala\u00edonta, scili\u00fail, ar a ch\u00e9ile, ar bhealach nach mbeadh fhios agat go f\u00edrinneach, cioca den ph\u00e9ire sin a bh\u00ed idir cham\u00e1in aige, ag point\u00ed \u00e1irithe den sc\u00e9al.<\/p><p style=\"text-align:justify;margin-top:0pt;padding-top:0;margin-bottom:0pt;padding-bottom:0;line-height:2.4\">Sp\u00e1inneach fir is ea Yann Martel, ach i l\u00e1thair na huaire seo, t\u00e1 c\u00f3na\u00ed air i Montreal.  T\u00e1 cl\u00fa agus c\u00e1il tuillte aige, i bhfad agus i ngearr, lena shaothar liteartha.  T\u00e1 an-mheas ag lucht litr\u00edochta ar a ch\u00e9ad \u00farsc\u00e9al, \u201c<strong><em>Self\u201d<\/em><\/strong>, agus chomh maith le sin, t\u00e1 cnuasach sc\u00e9alta leis, \u201cThe Facts Behind the Helsinki Roccamations\u201d, i mb\u00e9al an phobial freisin. <\/p><p style=\"text-align:justify;margin-top:0pt;padding-top:0;margin-bottom:0pt;padding-bottom:0;line-height:2.4\"> Is \u00e9 <strong><em>\u201cLife of Pi\u201d, <\/em><\/strong>an tr\u00ed\u00fa leabhar uaidh, agus cheana f\u00e9in, t\u00e1 a ch\u00e1il imithe \u00f3 cheann ceann na cruinne, n\u00f3 is leabhar \u00e9 seo a ainmn\u00edodh do dhuaiseanna gradamacha cos\u00fail leis an \u201cCommonwealth Writers prize\u201d, agus lena chois sin, bronnadh \u201cThe Man Booker Prize 2002\u201d air, i ngeall ar an leabhar c\u00e9anna sin, agus cheana f\u00e9in, t\u00e1 an        t-\u00fadar ag obair ar a thr\u00ed\u00fa \u00farsc\u00e9al.<\/p><p style=\"text-align:justify;margin-top:0pt;padding-top:0;margin-bottom:0pt;padding-bottom:0;line-height:2.4\">Cuireann an t-\u00fadar t\u00fas lena leabhar le \u201cAuthors Note\u201d, ina gcuireann s\u00e9 s\u00edos ar an chaoi ar chuir s\u00e9 roimhe, a ch\u00e9aduair, an leabhar seo, \u201cLife of Pi\u201d, a scr\u00edobh. Anois, n\u00ed g\u00e1 gur f\u00edor tada at\u00e1 sa n\u00f3ta c\u00e9anna sin, ach f\u00e9ach mar a chuireann an t-\u00fadar fh\u00e9in t\u00fas lena sc\u00e9al, sa n\u00f3ta sin&#8230;<\/p><p style=\"text-align:justify;margin-top:0pt;padding-top:0;margin-bottom:0pt;padding-bottom:0;line-height:2.4;margin-left:36pt\">This book was born as I was hungry.  Let me explain.  In the spring of 1996, my second book, a novel, came out in Canada.  It didn\u2019t fare well.  Reviewers were puzzled or damned it with faint praise.  Then readers ignored it&#8230;.<\/p><p style=\"text-align:justify;margin-top:0pt;padding-top:0;margin-bottom:0pt;padding-bottom:0;line-height:2.4\">N\u00ed g\u00e1 a r\u00e1 nach saothr\u00f3dh s\u00e9 m\u00f3r\u00e1n pingneacha ar an leabhar c\u00e9anna sin, agus is d\u00f3cha go raibh pingneacha uaidh, le greim agus bolgam a choinneodh anam agus corp fite fuaite ina ch\u00e9ile, tamall eile, a shaothr\u00fa!  Shocraigh s\u00e9, mar sin, ar leabhar eile a chur le ch\u00e9ile, \u00farsc\u00e9al suite sa Phortaing\u00e9il a bh\u00ed i gceist aige, an babhta seo, agus bheartaigh s\u00e9 dul chun na hIndia leis an ngn\u00f3 sin a dh\u00e9anamh go cr\u00edochn\u00fail, \u00e9ifeachtach.  Chaith s\u00e9 seal i mbun na hoibre sin, ach b\u00edodh gur chaith, ag an am gc\u00e9anna, ba bheag a bh\u00ed aige d\u00e1 bharr, n\u00f3 n\u00ed raibh toradh f\u00f3nta ar bith ar a shaothar, agus ar deireadh thiar, bherthaigh s\u00e9 \u00e9ir\u00ed scun scan as an tionscnamh sin.  Chaith s\u00e9 seal ag guairdeall thart mar sin, agus i rith an ama sin, casadh daoine \u00e1irithe air, agus nuair a d\u2019inis s\u00e9 d\u00f3ibh go mba scr\u00edbhneoir \u00e9, d\u00faradarsan leis, go raibh sc\u00e9alta fi\u00fantacha acu fh\u00e9in, sc\u00e9alta arbh fhi\u00fa d\u00f3 \u00e9isteacht leo, agus b\u2019fh\u00e9idir iad a bhreacadh s\u00edos, agus \u00farsc\u00e9al a shn\u00edomh timpeall orthu.  Ar deireadh thiar, casadh Indiach leis, arbh ainm d\u00f3 Francis Adirubasamy, agus mha\u00edgh seisean go raibh sc\u00e9al aigeasan d\u00f3.  F\u00e9ach mar a chuir Francis \u00e9&#8230;.<\/p><p style=\"text-align:justify;margin-top:0pt;padding-top:0;margin-bottom:0pt;padding-bottom:0;line-height:2.4;margin-left:36pt\">\u201cI have a story that will make you believe in God\u201d<\/p><p style=\"text-align:justify;margin-top:0pt;padding-top:0;margin-bottom:0pt;padding-bottom:0;line-height:2.4\">Chuir na focail sin ionadh a dh\u00f3thain ar an \u00fadar, agus tar \u00e9is d\u00f3 caif\u00e9 a cheannacht don bheirt acu, agus tar \u00e9is d\u00f3ibh iad fh\u00e9in a chur in aithne d\u00e1 ch\u00e9ile, thosaigh mo dhuine ar a sc\u00e9al.  D\u2019inis s\u00e9 don \u00fadar faoi chlann a mhair tr\u00e1th i Pondicherry, st\u00e1it\u00edn f\u00e9inrialaithe, ar an taobh theas de Mhadras, ar ch\u00f3sta Tamil Nadu.  Bh\u00ed tr\u00e1th ann nuair a bh\u00ed Pondicherry mar phr\u00edomhbhaile in India na Fraince&#8230;<\/p><p style=\"text-align:justify;margin-top:0pt;padding-top:0;margin-bottom:0pt;padding-bottom:0;line-height:2.4;margin-left:36pt\">For Pondicherry was once the capital of that most modest of colonial empires, French India&#8230;&#8230;<\/p><p style=\"text-align:justify;margin-top:0pt;padding-top:0;margin-bottom:0pt;padding-bottom:0;line-height:2.4;margin-left:36pt\">They clung to these for nearly three hundred years.  They left Pondicherry in 1954, leaving behing nice white buildings, broad streets at righ angles to each other&#8230;&#8230;<\/p><p style=\"text-align:justify;margin-top:0pt;padding-top:0;margin-bottom:0pt;padding-bottom:0;line-height:2.4\">Tharla gur mhair muintir <strong>Patel <\/strong>sa mbaile sin, n\u00f3 bh\u00ed <strong>an tUasal Patel<\/strong> i bhfeighil Ghaird\u00edn na nAinmhithe, sa mbaile sin Pondicherry.  Beirt mhac a bh\u00ed mar ch\u00faram air, agus fear acu sin at\u00e1 mar pr\u00edomhcharactar sa sc\u00e9al aisteach seo.  Mhol Mr Adirubasamy don \u00fadar, dul i dteangmh\u00e1il leis an bhfear sin, n\u00f3 bh\u00ed sc\u00e9al thar na bearta le n-insint aige, d\u00e1 dtoileodh s\u00e9 chuige.  Anois, n\u00ed raibh f\u00e1il ar an gcaractar seo i bPondicherry a thuilleadh, n\u00f3 thr\u00e9ig a mhuintir an baile sin blianta roimhe sin, ach bh\u00ed c\u00f3na\u00ed air, ag an am \u00e1irithe seo, i Toronto Cheanada.<\/p><p style=\"text-align:justify;margin-top:0pt;padding-top:0;margin-bottom:0pt;padding-bottom:0;line-height:2.4\">Bhuel, le sc\u00e9al gairid a dh\u00e9anamh de, chuaigh an scr\u00edbhneoir go Ceanada, agus tar \u00e9is do tamall a chaitheamh ag glaoch ar <strong>chuile Phatel<\/strong> a bh\u00ed in Eola\u00ed an Telef\u00f3in ansin, d\u2019\u00e9irigh leis dul i dteangmh\u00e1il leis an bhfear a bh\u00ed i gceist ag Mr Adirubasamy&#8230;<\/p><p style=\"text-align:justify;margin-top:0pt;padding-top:0;margin-bottom:0pt;padding-bottom:0;line-height:2.4;margin-left:36pt\">My heart pounded as I dialed his phone number.  The voice that answered had an Indian lilt to its Canadian accent, light but unmistakable, like a trace of incense in the air.  \u2018That was a long time ago\u2019 he said.  Yet he agreed to meet.  We met many times.  He showed me the diary he kept during the events.  He showed me the yellowed newspaper clippings that made him briefly, obscurely famous.  He told me his story.  All the while I took notes.<\/p><p style=\"text-align:justify;margin-top:0pt;padding-top:0;margin-bottom:0pt;padding-bottom:0;line-height:2.4\">Ar ball, fuair s\u00e9 t\u00e9ip \u00f3 Aireacht Taistil na Seap\u00e1ine, agus tar \u00e9is d\u00f3 \u00e9isteacht leis an dt\u00e9ip seo, bh\u00ed air a admh\u00e1il, go raibh an ceart ag Mr Adirubasamy&#8230;.<\/p><p style=\"text-align:justify;margin-top:0pt;padding-top:0;margin-bottom:0pt;padding-bottom:0;line-height:2.4;margin-left:36pt\">It was as I listened to that tape that I agreed with Mr Adirubasamy that this was, indeed, a story to make you believe in God.  <\/p><p style=\"margin-top:0pt;padding-top:0;margin-bottom:0pt;padding-bottom:0;line-height:2.4\">Sea, mh\u2019anam, agus sin an sc\u00e9al at\u00e1 \u00e1 insint aige d\u00fainn san \u00farsc\u00e9al neamhghn\u00e1ch, corraitheach, samhla\u00edoch, seo.<\/p><p style=\"text-align:justify;margin-top:0pt;padding-top:0;margin-bottom:0pt;padding-bottom:0;line-height:2.4\">Agus \u00f3 tharla gur \u00f3n bpr\u00edomhcharactar fh\u00e9in a fuair s\u00e9 an sc\u00e9al, ba n\u00e1d\u00fartha an rud \u00e9 an sc\u00e9al seo a insint tr\u00edna ghuth si\u00fad, s\u00e9 sin, tr\u00ed guth an phr\u00edomhcharactair.<\/p><p style=\"text-align:justify;margin-top:0pt;padding-top:0;margin-bottom:0pt;padding-bottom:0;line-height:2.4\">Ainmn\u00edodh an carachtar seo as Linn Sn\u00e1mha, <strong>Piscine Molitar<\/strong>, Linn Snamh i gcathair Pharas na Fraince, ach bh\u00ed ceata\u00ed sa sceal \u00e1fach, n\u00f3 nuair a thosaigh <strong>Piscine Molitar<\/strong> ag dul ar scoil, ba ghearr go raibh praiseach cheart, chr\u00edochnaithe d\u00e9anta ag, idir mh\u00fainteoir\u00ed agus dhaltai, d\u00e1 ainm, ach nuair a thosaigh na m\u00fainteoir\u00ed ag glaoch \u201cPissing\u201d air, in \u00e1it Piscine, thuig s\u00e9 go raibh s\u00e9 thar am aige rud eic\u00ednt a dh\u00e9anamh faoi.  F\u00e9ach mar a chuirtear sa leabhar \u00e9, agus \u00e9 ag cur s\u00edos ar an gcaoi a labhradh an m\u00fainteoir \u00e1irithe seo leis, tar \u00e9is d\u00f3 a l\u00e1mh a chur in airde&#8230;<\/p><p style=\"text-align:justify;margin-top:0pt;padding-top:0;margin-bottom:0pt;padding-bottom:0;line-height:2.4;margin-left:72pt\">My hand would be up to give an answer, and I would be acknowledged with a <strong>\u201cYes, Pissing.\u201d<\/strong>  Ofter the teacher wouldn\u2019t realize what he had just called me.  He would look at me wearily after a moment, wondering why I wasn\u2019t coming out with the answer.<\/p><p style=\"text-align:justify;margin-top:0pt;padding-top:0;margin-bottom:0pt;padding-bottom:0;line-height:2.4;margin-left:36pt\">Ar deireadh thiar, fuair s\u00e9 an deis le rud eic\u00ednt a dh\u00e9anamh faoi, tar \u00e9is d\u00f3 dul chuig scoil nua.  Bh\u00edothas ag cur ceisteanna ar na dalta\u00ed uilig faoina                   n-ainmneacha.  Ar deireadh thiar, th\u00e1inig siad chomh fada le <strong>Piscine Molitor Patel<\/strong>.  Anois an t-am le rud eic\u00ednt a dh\u00e9anamh faoi, ar seisean leis fh\u00e9in&#8230;<\/p><p style=\"text-align:justify;margin-top:0pt;padding-top:0;margin-bottom:0pt;padding-bottom:0;line-height:2.4;margin-left:72pt\">I got up from my desk and hurried to the blackboard.  Before teacher could say a word, I picked up a piece of chalk and said as I wrote:<\/p><p style=\"text-align:center;margin-top:0pt;padding-top:0;margin-bottom:0pt;padding-bottom:0;line-height:2.4;margin-left:72pt\">M y  n a m e   i s <\/p><p style=\"text-align:center;margin-top:0pt;padding-top:0;margin-bottom:0pt;padding-bottom:0;line-height:2.4;margin-left:72pt\">P i s c i n e   M o l i t o r   P a t e l,<\/p><p style=\"text-align:center;margin-top:0pt;padding-top:0;margin-bottom:0pt;padding-bottom:0;line-height:2.4;margin-left:72pt\">K n o w n   t o   a l l   a s <\/p><p style=\"text-align:center;margin-top:0pt;padding-top:0;margin-bottom:0pt;padding-bottom:0;line-height:2.4;margin-left:72pt\">P i   P a t e l.<\/p><p style=\"text-align:justify;margin-top:0pt;padding-top:0;margin-bottom:0pt;padding-bottom:0;line-height:2.4;margin-left:72pt\">For good measure I added&#8230;.<\/p><p style=\"text-align:center;margin-top:0pt;padding-top:0;margin-bottom:0pt;padding-bottom:0;line-height:2.4;margin-left:36pt\">P i   =  3 . 1 4 .<\/p><p style=\"text-align:justify;margin-top:0pt;padding-top:0;margin-bottom:0pt;padding-bottom:0;line-height:2.4;margin-left:36pt\">Uaidh sin amach n\u00ed raibh d\u2019ainm air ach <strong>Pi.<\/strong><\/p><p style=\"text-align:justify;margin-top:0pt;padding-top:0;margin-bottom:0pt;padding-bottom:0;line-height:2.4;margin-left:36pt\">Bhuel, ar ball, nuair a bh\u00ed <strong>Pi<\/strong> thart ar s\u00e9 bliana d\u00e9ag, shocraigh a mhuintir ar Phondicherry a thr\u00e9igint, agus glanadh leo go Ceanada.  D\u00edoladh roinnt mhaith de na hainmhithe allta a bh\u00ed acu sa Z\u00fa sin, agus ar deireadh thiar, d\u2019arda\u00edodar a seolta, agus thugadar aghaidh ar Toronto, iad fh\u00e9in agus roinnt mhaith d\u2019ainmhithe a Z\u00fa.  F\u00e9ach mar a chuireann s\u00e9 s\u00edos ar an long \u00fad a th\u00f3g chun na farraige iad&#8230;<\/p><p style=\"text-align:justify;margin-top:0pt;padding-top:0;margin-bottom:0pt;padding-bottom:0;line-height:2.4;margin-left:72pt\">We left Madras on June 21<sup>st<\/sup>, 1977, on the Panamanian-registered Japanese cargo ship <strong><em>Tsimtsum<\/em><\/strong><em>. <\/em> Her officers were Japanese, her crew was Taiwanese, and she was large and impressive.<\/p><p style=\"text-align:justify;margin-top:0pt;padding-top:0;margin-bottom:0pt;padding-bottom:0;line-height:2.4;margin-left:36pt\">Bh\u00ed go maith, is n\u00ed raibh go holc, ach ar a mbealach go Toronto, chuaigh an long \u00fad go t\u00f3in poill, agus cailleadh a raibh ar bord, ach amh\u00e1in <strong>Pi<\/strong> bocht, agus th\u00e1inig seisean sl\u00e1n, toisc gur caitheadh, de thaisme, isteach i mb\u00e1d tarrth\u00e1la \u00e9.  Anois, in aon bh\u00e1d leis, tharla go raibh S\u00e9abra gortaithe, H\u00ed\u00e9na, Orang \u00fatan, arbh ainm di,  Orange Juice, agus T\u00edogar R\u00edoga Beang\u00e1lach, arbh ainm do \u201cRichard Parker\u201d.  B\u00ed ag caint ar an gcruacheist a bh\u00edodh againn fad\u00f3, faoin chaoi ar \u00e9irigh leis an mb\u00e1d\u00f3ir, an sionnach, an gh\u00e9, agus an punann coirce, a thabhairt \u00f3n oile\u00e1n go dt\u00ed an t\u00edr mh\u00f3r, agus nach bhf\u00e9adfadh s\u00e9 ach fear amh\u00e1in acu a thabhairt leis, chuile bhabhta, agus bh\u00ed air sin a dh\u00e9anamh, gan deis a thabhairt d\u2019fhear ar bith acu, ceann ar bith eile acu, a ithe.  <\/p><p style=\"text-align:justify;margin-top:0pt;padding-top:0;margin-bottom:0pt;padding-bottom:0;line-height:2.4;margin-left:36pt\">Anois, n\u00edl f\u00famsa a insint dhuit, c\u00e9ard a tharla sa bh\u00e1d sin, ach, d\u00e9arfaidh m\u00e9 seo, n\u00e1r l\u00e9igh m\u00e9 p\u00edosa chomh cr\u00e1ite, cru\u00e1lach, uaf\u00e1sach, scanraitheach, le fada an l\u00e1, agus amannta, is beag nach gcuirfeadh an sc\u00e9al seo masmas ort, ach, mar sc\u00e9al ag cur s\u00edos ar bhearta\u00edocht, ar chlisteacht, agus ar fadfhulangacht an daonna\u00ed, bheadh s\u00e9 deacair \u00e9 a sh\u00e1r\u00fa.<\/p><p style=\"text-align:justify;margin-top:0pt;padding-top:0;margin-bottom:0pt;padding-bottom:0;line-height:2.4;margin-left:36pt\">Ansin, c\u00e9ard faoin tr\u00e9imhse fhada a chaith an st\u00f3cach seo, <strong>Pi<\/strong>, ag imeacht le sruth, agus gan de chomhluadar aige ach an t\u00edogar allta Beang\u00e1lach sin, Richard Parker, a raibh 450 punt me\u00e1chan ann.  Agus an l\u00e9itheoir ag fanacht, an tam go l\u00e9ir, ar n\u00f3im\u00e9ad na f\u00edrinne, nuair a d\u2019ions\u00f3dh an t\u00edogar allta c\u00e9anna sin <strong>Pi bocht<\/strong>, agus nuair a d\u2019\u00edosfadh s\u00e9 beo, beatha\u00edoch, \u00e9, gan salann, gan anlann.   Ar tharla a leith\u00e9id?  Bhuel, l\u00e9igh leat, a l\u00e9itheoir liom! <\/p><p style=\"text-align:justify;margin-top:0pt;padding-top:0;margin-bottom:0pt;padding-bottom:0;line-height:2.4;margin-left:36pt\">Ach nach mbeadh fonn ort a fhiafra\u00ed, c\u00e1 fhaid a chaith s\u00e9 ag dul le sruth, \u00e9 fh\u00e9in agus an t\u00edogar bheang\u00e1lach sin, Richard Parker, sa bh\u00e1d tarrth\u00e1la \u00fad \u00f3n Long Seap\u00e1ineach sin, Tsimtsum?  Bhuel, breathnaigh ar chuntas Pi fh\u00e9in&#8230;<\/p><p style=\"text-align:justify;margin-top:0pt;padding-top:0;margin-bottom:0pt;padding-bottom:0;line-height:2.4;margin-left:72pt\">I have heard of a Korean merchant sailor named Poon, I believe, who survived the Pacific for 173 days in the 1950s.<\/p><p style=\"text-align:justify;margin-top:0pt;padding-top:0;margin-bottom:0pt;padding-bottom:0;line-height:2.4;margin-left:72pt\">I survived 227 days.  That\u2019s how long my trial lasted, over seven months.<\/p><p style=\"text-align:justify;margin-top:0pt;padding-top:0;margin-bottom:0pt;padding-bottom:0;line-height:2.4;margin-left:72pt\">I kept busy.  That was one key to survival.<\/p><p style=\"text-align:justify;margin-top:0pt;padding-top:0;margin-bottom:0pt;padding-bottom:0;line-height:2.4;margin-left:36pt\">Ag l\u00e9amh siar ar a sc\u00e9al ar\u00eds, feictear dhuit, go bhfuil teorainn an-chaol, idir an saol s\u2019againne agus t\u00edr na samhla\u00edochta.  Breathnaigh ar an am ar casadh b\u00e1d tarrth\u00e1la eile air, i l\u00e1r na farraige.  Bh\u00ed s\u00e9 fh\u00e9in imithe dall, ag an am, agus nach ait, gur casadh fear dall eile air, agus \u00e9 sa ch\u00e1s c\u00e9anna, ag an am gc\u00e9anna sin?<\/p><p style=\"text-align:justify;margin-top:0pt;padding-top:0;margin-bottom:0pt;padding-bottom:0;line-height:2.4;margin-left:36pt\">Sea, agus breathnaigh ar an seal a chaith s\u00e9 ar an oile\u00e1n dra\u00edochta \u00fad!  Nach dtuigfe\u00e1 gur t\u00f3gadh an tr\u00e9imhse sin d\u00edreach as r\u00e9ims\u00ed na samhla\u00edochta, n\u00f3 fi\u00fa, as cr\u00edocha na buile fh\u00e9in!   Agus breathnigh ar Pi s\u2019againne, \u00e1 chur faoi agallamh ag an \u00fadar!  Ar deineadh dochar do-leigheasta d\u00e1 aigne, agus d\u00e1 chiall, le linn na tr\u00e9imhse a chaith s\u00e9 ag dul le sruth, ar an bhfarraige, ina bh\u00e1d tarrth\u00e1la agus gan de chomhluadar aige ach an t\u00edogar Beang\u00e1lach allta \u00fad, Richard Parker?<\/p><p style=\"text-align:justify;margin-top:0pt;padding-top:0;margin-bottom:0pt;padding-bottom:0;line-height:2.4;margin-left:36pt\">Ach le cr\u00edoch a chur leis an bp\u00edosa seo, caithfidh m\u00e9 a admh\u00e1il, nach gn\u00e1thleabhar \u00e9 seo, n\u00f3 amannta, is beag nach mbainfeadh s\u00e9 deoir asat, agus amannta eile, is beag nach gcuirfeadh s\u00e9 fonn m\u00faisce ort, n\u00f3 is d\u00e9isteanach don ghn\u00e1th-l\u00e9itheoir, smaointe, agus fi\u00fa, gn\u00edomhartha, an t\u00e9 at\u00e1 gafa i mbuile ocrais agus tarta, agus \u00e9 amuigh ar an bhfarraige mh\u00f3ir, gan m\u00f3ran d\u00f3chais aige, go dtiocfa\u00ed, i gcabhair, n\u00f3 i gc\u00fanamh, air riamh n\u00f3 cho\u00edche.  <\/p><p style=\"text-align:justify;margin-top:0pt;padding-top:0;margin-bottom:0pt;padding-bottom:0;line-height:2.4;margin-left:36pt\">Ach f\u00e1gfaidh m\u00e9 f\u00fat fh\u00e9in \u00e9, a dh\u00e9anamh amach, c\u00e9 acu ar thaitin, n\u00f3 n\u00e1r thaitin, an leabhar seo leat, n\u00f3 d\u00e9anta na f\u00edrinne, n\u00edl freagra na ceiste sin faighte amach agam fh\u00e9in, go nuige seo, ach go h\u00e1irithe.<\/p><p style=\"text-align:justify;margin-top:0pt;padding-top:0;margin-bottom:0pt;padding-bottom:0;line-height:2.4;margin-left:36pt\">N\u00ed dh\u00e9anfaidh m\u00e9 ach athlua beag amh\u00e1in eile a chur isteach anseo, mar chr\u00edoch leis an sc\u00e9al anr\u00f3iteach seo, agus t\u00f3gadh an athlua seo as chuntas na gcigir\u00ed Seap\u00e1ineacha, a rinne longbhriseadh an Tsimtsum a fhiosr\u00fa&#8230;.<\/p><p style=\"text-align:justify;margin-top:0pt;padding-top:0;margin-bottom:0pt;padding-bottom:0;line-height:2.4;margin-left:72pt\">In the experience of the investigator, his story is unparalleled in the history of shipwrecks.  Very few castaways can claim to have survived so long at sea as Mr Patel, and none in the company of an adult Bengal tiger.<\/p><p style=\"text-align:justify;margin-top:0pt;padding-top:0;margin-bottom:0pt;padding-bottom:0;line-height:2.4;margin-left:36pt\">Sin a bhfuil do thuras na huaire seo.<\/p><p style=\"text-align:justify;margin-top:0pt;padding-top:0;margin-bottom:0pt;padding-bottom:0;line-height:2.4;margin-left:36pt\"><span style=\"height:1em\"><span>.<\/span><\/span><\/p><p style=\"text-align:justify;margin-top:0pt;padding-top:0;margin-bottom:0pt;padding-bottom:0;line-height:2.4;margin-left:36pt\">****************<\/p><p style=\"text-align:justify;margin-top:0pt;padding-top:0;margin-bottom:0pt;padding-bottom:0;line-height:2.4;margin-left:36pt\">Peadar Bair\u00e9ad.<\/p><p style=\"text-align:justify;margin-top:0pt;padding-top:0;margin-bottom:0pt;padding-bottom:0;line-height:2.4;margin-left:36pt\">****************<\/p><p style=\"text-align:justify;margin-top:0pt;padding-top:0;margin-bottom:0pt;padding-bottom:0;line-height:2.4;margin-left:36pt\"><span style=\"height:1em\"><span>.<\/span><\/span><\/p>","protected":false},"excerpt":{"rendered":"<p>. 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