cabhróidh mise le daid
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Chaith na daoine an lá go léir ag fiach, ach tháinig siad
abhaile gan feoil ar bith.
Cabhróidh mise le daidí.
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Conas a mharóimid na hainmhithe móra?’’ arsa duine
acu.
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Déanfaimid poll mór sa choill agus cuirfaimid clúdach bréige air,’’ arsa
Fried Mór.
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‘’Cleas an-mhaith,’’ arsa na daoine eile. ‘’Déanfaimid amárach é.’’
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Bhí Fried Óg ag éisteacht le gach focal.
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Ar maidin, rinne na daoine poll mór agus chuir said clúdach
bréige air.
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Carbhróidh mise le daidí,’’ arsa Freid Óg, agus rinne sé an rud céanna in áit eile sa
choill.
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Bhí sé an-déanach nuair a tháinig Freid Óg abhaile an tráthnóna sin.
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Tá tú an-déanach,’’ arsa a mháthair. Chuaigh d’athair
amach ar do lorg.
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Rith Freid Óg ar ais go
dtí an choill. Thoaigh
sé ag glaoch os ard ar
a athair.
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Go tobann, chuala sé scread ard agus fothram mór.
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Ach ní eilifint ná sioráf a bhí ann, ach a athair, Freid Mór
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Tá eilifint nó sioráf sa pholl,’’ arsa Freid Óg, agus é ag rith.
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Go raibh míle a míle a mhaith agat
Slan leat !!!
By Nonie Lavelle!!!!!!