Scoil: Clochar na Trócaire, Carn Domhnaigh

Suíomh:
Baile Bhloscaidh, Co. Dhún na nGall
Múinteoirí:
An tSr. A. Nic Fhionnlaoich An tSr. M. Beinín
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Bailiúchán na Scol, Imleabhar 1115, Leathanach 206

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Bailiúchán na Scol, Imleabhar 1115, Leathanach 206

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  1. XML Scoil: Clochar na Trócaire, Carn Domhnaigh
  2. XML Leathanach 206
  3. XML “Guesses”

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Ar an leathanach seo

  1. (ar lean ón leathanach roimhe)
    Hairy out and hairy in lift your foot and put it on? A stocking.
    It's cut and it's in and its neither out nor in? A window.
    One half dead the other half living and a tail wagging? A dog with its head in a pot.
    The man who made it never wore it, the man who wore it never saw it? A coffin.
    What is the hardest guess of all? Life, because everyone has to give it up.
    Why does a dog shake its tail? Because his tail can't shake him.
    What is full of holes and holds water? A sponge.
    It grows in the wood, and sings in the town and earns its master many a pound? A fiddle.
    Hard working father and lazy mother with twelve black sons? A clock.
    They paired my hair and shaved me and took me from my dwelling place, with tired Horses and wearied men, they took me to my journey's end? A turf.
    Never was, or never will be hold out your hand and that you will see? Your fingers all the same length.
    Its white and black and read all over?
    (leanann ar an chéad leathanach eile)
    Tras-scríofa ag duine dár meitheal tras-scríbhneoirí deonacha.
    Topaicí
    1. seánra
      1. ealaín bhéil (~1,483)
        1. tomhaiseanna (~7,209)
    Teanga
    Béarla