Scoil: Eanach Mór (uimhir rolla 13912)

Suíomh:
An tEanach Mór, Co. Mhaigh Eo
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Mártain Ó Braonáin
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Bailiúchán na Scol, Imleabhar 0142, Leathanach 50

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Bailiúchán na Scol, Imleabhar 0142, Leathanach 50

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  1. XML Scoil: Eanach Mór
  2. XML Leathanach 50
  3. XML “Folk Tales - The Boy and the Black Sheep”
  4. XML “Folk Tales - The Girl who Died”

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Ar an leathanach seo

  1. (ar lean ón leathanach roimhe)
    but a small bit of the lights. One night the boy was sitting by the fire and he got up and went out. When he came in his father asked him what sort of a night it was. The boy said "there is neither a man nor stars nor clouds in the sky". "That's a queer kind of a night" said his father. "It is not a bit queerer than the black sheep to be all lights" said the boy.
    Tras-scríofa ag duine dár meitheal tras-scríbhneoirí deonacha.
  2. One time a man dreamt that at a certain bridge on a certain road there was a pot of gold. The bridge was the bridge of Athlone and the man was a Mayo man. He dreamt of it three nights and he set out for the bridge of Athlone the fourth day. When he came to the bridge he did not know what to do. He was walking back and forward on the bridge and at last he met a man - the man asked him what he was doing and he told him. God help your sense said the man it is often I dreamt that there was a pot of gold in County Mayo behind a certain man's house under a hawthorn bush. He told the Mayo man the house it was and it was his own house. He went home and went out with the spade and started to dig, and he heard the voice saying "you will lose by it" but he did not heed it. He kept digging until he came to the flag that was over the pot of gold and he lifted it and seen the pot full of gold. He went into his dinner without lifting the pot and when he came out the hawthorn bush was fell against the
    (leanann ar an chéad leathanach eile)
    Tras-scríofa ag duine dár meitheal tras-scríbhneoirí deonacha.
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