First published 5th August, 2013.<\/p>\n
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Eachtra bheag i bP\u00e1irc an Fhionnuisce<\/p>\n
Clive Geraghty<\/p>\n
Bh\u00ed me ar mo shuaimhneas, i mo shu\u00ed lasmuigh den chaife i bhFarmleigh i bP\u00e1irc an Fhionn Uisce. Bh\u00ed cup\u00e1n caife agam agus bonn\u00f3g agus subh os mo chomhair amach. La \u00e1lainn samhraidh, na lachain agus dh\u00e1 eala ag ithe ar\u00e1n, p\u00e1ist\u00ed ag baint taitneamh as an gcaitheamh aimsire seo mar a dh\u00e9anann gach gl\u00fain. Bh\u00ed lacha amh\u00e1in agus \u00e1l ocht \u00e9in\u00edn aici, na leana\u00ed ag brost\u00fa i ndiaidh a m\u00e1thair, cheapf\u00e1 go rabhadar ag rith ar an uisce.<\/p>\n
Bh\u00ed tri\u00far ban taobh thiar d\u00edom, pota tae acu, iad, de r\u00e9ir dealramh, ag caitheamh roinnt ama anseo gan ch\u00faram ar bith. Ach chuala m\u00e9 bean amh\u00e1in, an bhean leis an gcaip\u00edn m\u00f3r ar a cloiginn ag r\u00e1 \u201cn\u00edl imn\u00ed ar bith orm bheith ag f\u00e1il bh\u00e1is, go dt\u00ed go smaoin\u00edm ar na leana\u00ed, iad a bheith ann gan mise. Tagann uaigneas, br\u00f3n orm ansin\u201d. Nuair a chloistear focail mar sin, is \u00e9asca uaireanta an saol a cheisti\u00fa, agus an cheist ba mh\u00f3 n\u00e1, c\u00e1 bhfuil l\u00e1mh D\u00e9 anois. C\u00e9n f\u00e1th a ligtear tubaist\u00ed mar seo a tharla. Agus ar nd\u00f3igh, n\u00edl freagra ar bith ar an gceist sin, n\u00ed f\u00e9idir feals\u00fana n\u00e1 diagair\u00ed an cheist a fhreagairt.<\/p>\n
Nuair a bh\u00ed m\u00e9 ag f\u00e1gaint na bialanna thug me sracfh\u00e9achaint, chonaic m\u00e9 an caip\u00edn, saghas bair\u00e9ad , tarraingthe s\u00edos ar a cluasa, fianaise go raibh ceimiteiripe \u00e1 fhulaingt, n\u00f3 fulaingthe ag an mbean \u00f3g. N\u00ed g\u00e1 dom a r\u00e1 go raibh b\u00e1 agam di, fuair mo dheirfi\u00far b\u00e1s den ailse dh\u00e1 bhliain \u00f3 shin, agus bhuail ailse bhrollaigh mo bhean ch\u00e9ile an bhliain ch\u00e9anna, ach bu\u00edochas le Dia, th\u00e1inig s\u00ed sl\u00e1n \u00f3n ghalar gan trua seo.<\/p>\n
D\u2019imigh m\u00e9, choinnigh m\u00e9 ar mo bhealach, choinnigh na h\u00e9in\u00edn\u00ed lachain ag rith trasna an locha, ach cad faoin mbean \u00f3g. Ar choinnigh sise ar aghaidh le fada? N\u00ed fheadar, ach t\u00e1 s\u00fail agam go raibh tr\u00f3caire ag Dia uirthi, agus n\u00e1r fh\u00e1g s\u00ed na p\u00e1ist\u00ed ina diaidh le fada an l\u00e1.<\/p>\n","protected":false},"excerpt":{"rendered":"
First published 5th August, 2013. Eachtra bheag i bP\u00e1irc an Fhionnuisce Clive Geraghty Bh\u00ed me ar mo shuaimhneas, i mo shu\u00ed lasmuigh den chaife i bhFarmleigh i bP\u00e1irc an Fhionn Uisce. Bh\u00ed cup\u00e1n caife agam agus bonn\u00f3g agus subh … Continue reading