Accrys Mollit
Tra va'n schoill noa troggit ayns Balley Keeill Yude, va'n slieh jannoo
ymmyd jeh'n chenn schoill myr shamyr sheshaghtagh raad v'ad cloie
billiardyn, lhaih pabyryn as y lheid. Va'n chenn schoill shoh soit eddyr
y cheeill as thie Hom, as myr shen va caa da Thom cheet ny whaiyl ymmodee
sleih gagh oie. Ny keayrtyn chleayn ad Thom dy hleeu corranyn daue er yn oyr
dy row eh feer schleioil ec yn obbyr shoh, as yiarragh ad dy row
saase er lheh echey dy hleeu ry hoi giarrey ny tayrn.
Aghterbee,
hie kuse dy gheiney aegey un oie lesh shilley er Thom as va pott vooar
ny soie er yn aile as bree aynjee. Honnick ad y phott shoh as reagh ad
dy hannaghtyn rish tammylt beg, jerkal rish podjal vroit cheh. Va
coloayrtys ayn rish kerroo oor agh cha cheb Thom bine dy vroit daue.
“Nagh vel eh jeant foast, Hom?” dooyrt ad rish.
“Cha nel eh aarloo foast,” dreggyr Thom, “agh cha bee eh feer foddey.”
“Oh, s'mie shen,” deam ny deiney aegey. “Ta accrys atchimagh orrin noght
as cha nel veg ayn ny share na meilley vroit er oie rastagh.”
“Dy jarroo, dy jarroo,” dreggyr Thom. “Ta mish ayns cordailys riu
dy slane.”
Eisht ghow eh clout ayns e laueyn as hrog eh y phott gys mean y voayrd.
Haggil ny deiney mygeayrt, cappan ayns ny laueyn oc, myr hrog Thom y
farkyl. Cha row veg ry akin agh bree; agh ronsee eh mygeayrt ayns yn
ushtey as lheegh vooar echey, as hayrn eh magh greie-clùig!
“Shoh yn aght share dy ghlenney clag,” dooyrt eh.