Obair Bhaile 30.11.2015

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Gaeilge:Léigh Úbalonga lth 74-77

Béarla: Read page page 119 – 130

Write at Home page 35 & page 37 A

English article on your country – redraft for me to correct please.

Mata: snadT lth 24 Luan

MD Codáin lth 35 ceist 2 f-o

ceist 5 f – o sa chóipleabhar

Nóta NB- UCD & Cruinniú faoin gCóineartú

Cruinniú faoin gCóineartú ar an 8.12 @ 8 a chlog.

Aonach na Leabhar amárach ag 9.30




Write at Home Michael Daithi

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According to research at an English university, it doesn’t matter in what order the letters in a word are, the only important thing is that the first and last letter are in the right place.

 

The rest can be a complete mess and you can still read it without a problem.

This is because we do not read every letter by itself, but the word as a whole.

Even so, you should try to get your spellings right whenever you can.





Obair Bhaile 25.11.2015

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Gaeilge: Léigh Ubalonga lth 74, 75, 76

Stair: Tionscadal Taighde: Marie, Monet, Nobel, Edison don Aoine – líon isteach an lth A4 – Tionscadal at lth A3 don Aoine

Béarla: page 91-100

EiP day 25&26 – please use your dictionary

Mata: snadT lth 23 Dé Céadaoin Mata Draíochta lth 63 ceist 3 agus 4 i do chóipleabhar

Cruinnithe – Nóta NB- UCD


Stopping by Woods on a Snowy Evening 30.11- 4.12

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Whose woods these are I think I know.

His house is in the village though;

He will not see me stopping here

To watch his woods fill up with snow.

 

My little horse must think it queer

To stop without a farmhouse near

Between the woods and frozen lake

The darkest evening of the year.

 

He gives his harness bells a shake

To ask if there is some mistake.

The only other sound’s the sweep

Of easy wind and downy flake.

 

The woods are lovely, dark and deep.

But I have promises to keep,

And miles to go before I sleep,

And miles to go before I sleep.

 

Robert Frost


An Terminator le Dominic Ó Braonáin 25.11 – 4.12

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An cuimhin leat an múinteoir ionaid

A bhí againn faadó?

An cuimhin leat é ar ghluaisrothar

Ag teacht isteach sa chlós?

 

“Fanaigí ciúin, a pháistí!”

Arsa an Máistir MacMathúna.

“Seo daoibh Art Ó Laoire.

Seo daoibh bhur múinteoir nua.”

 

Stáin sé orm trína spéaclaí gréine.

Agus labhair sé go fíochmhar.

“Is mise Tadhg, an Terminator.

Is brisfidh mé d’fhiacla.”

 

“An Terminator” arsa Pól Ó Meachair,

“An bhfuil tú lándáiríre?”

Measaim go bhfuil tú as do mheabhair.

Is tusa Art Ó Laoire.”

 

Bhain sé de an seaicéad leathair.

Agus thosaigh ruaille buaille .

Thug sé sceilp do Phól Ó Meachair

Agus cic do Mhac Mathúna.

 

“Au revoir!” arsa an Terminator

Sular imigh sé leis féin.

Agus thóg sé héileacaptar

Go tír, i bhfad i gcéin.

 

Bhí an máistir trína chéile

Agus thosaigh sé ag caoineadh.

“Más é sin an Terminator,

Cá bhfuil Art Ó Laoire