Táimid ag teacht le chéile mar chóir.
Tá ceolchoirm socraithe le haghaidh an 9ú lá de Mí na Nollaig san oíche i Santa Cruz.
Tá sé ar intinn ag Anne Marie Grace teach a fháil ar chíos dúinn ar feadh an deireadh seachtainne go leir sa dtreo go mbeidh laethanta saoire beag againn roimh an cheolchoirm.
The book I'm reading right now, have been reading for four months, has a reference to yesterday's date in 1954. Apparently, Hurricane Hazel struck the Toronto area on October 15 of that year, causing widespread destruction.
Something else about this book, "Fugitive Pieces": I have taken to buying the Saturday edition of the New York Times, the edition with the obituaries. I have read the fascinationg lives of so many people who I would never have known except that they died. Today, at the library, I took a break from the book by catching up on the NYT I didn't have time to read on Sunday. I was struck by the life of Norman Salsitz, a Polish survivor of the Holocaust. He pretended to be a Christian to escape the deathcamps. As a partisan he turned his gun on fellow Poles in the Resistance who were just as racist as the Nazis they were fighting.
I guess I needed to hear a different side of the Holocaust from what I am reading in this book. I already know the ending even though it is still a ways away: look in vain for the meaning of madness but find inspiration in the simple heroism of an individual life lived with meaning.
I still haven't figured out who the narrator of the last part of the book is. Anyone from bookclub like to comment?
Subh Mhilis
Séamas Ó Néill
Bhí subh mhilis
Ar bhoschrann an dorais,
Ach mhúch me an corraí
Ionam a d'éirigh,
Mar smaoinigh mé ar an lá
A bheas an bhoschrann glan,
Agus an lámh bheag
Ar iarraidh.
Chuaigh mé ar ais go Santa Cruz inniú le Stephan tar éis seachtann saor againn ón chóir. An tseachtann seo cáite bhí mé ag freastal ar an fleadh i Sebastopol. Ní raibh an méid céinne daoine ann toisc sochradh chara a bhí ar siúl ach bhí spiorad maith sa cheol.
Chleachtamar na trí chinn a bhí foghlamtha cheanna agus d'fhoghlamar ceann nua fosta, sé sin "Bí thusa mo shúile" nó "Be Thou My Vision". I ndáirire ní amhráin Nollaig an ceann seo ach tá fonn an-deas ag gabhail leis agus is dóigh go bhfuil sé ar eolas ag a lán daoine ón leagan Bearla.
Chaith mé treimhse beag áma le Máire tar éis an rang. Bhí ar Stephan cuairt a thabhairt ar a mhac atá mar macléinn ina chead bhlian i UC Santa Cruz, dá bhrí sin bhí ám le breis againn chun comhrá a dhéanamh. Chuamar síos go dtí an Peets i lár na cathrach agus ghlacamr cupán caife fhad is a bhíomar ag cainnt. Bhí comhrá spéisiúl againn faoin fleadh cheol Sebastopol agus an Deireadh Seachtainne Gaeltachta ina freastal Máire an seachtainn seo chaite. Is docha go raibh Liam agus Éamon ó Oideas Gael mar múinteoirí i rith an deireadh seachtainne.
