Scoil: Droichead na Ceathramhna

Ar an leathanach seo

1. Weather-Lore (ar lean)

   

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   Níl tú logáilte isteach, ach tá fáilte romhat tras-scríobh a dhéanamh go hanaithnid. Sa chás seo, déanfar do sheoladh IP a stóráil ar mhaithe le rialú cáilíochta.

   (ar lean ón leathanach roimhe)

   black. The mountains appear to come nearer, and they also appear black. The insects give signs also. The crane flys very low, when the rain is coming. The curlew or 'pilbín starts to cry and flys about the moorland.

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2. A Local Story

   

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   Once upon a time, there lived a man who was very fond of shooting. One day, he went out and shot a crow, and he said to himself that he would like to get a wife with hair as black as the raven's feathers, with cheeks as red as the reddest blood, and with skin as white as the whitest snow.
   He looked round and saw a little red man, and told him that he was

   (leanann ar an chéad leathanach eile)

   

   Tras-scríofa ag duine dár meitheal tras-scríbhneoirí deonacha.

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