De Merher,
pempes mis Genver
Wednesday,
5th January
Ma lavar coth en trajedy Grek âwncyent. A'
re an dhuyow a venja destria, e'n dallath anjei a's kemeres compòster bres
dhorans. A wra vy kelly an compòster bres vy en scon? Pandr'ew nessa? An kensa
maw a whejas arta hanter our ken hanter nos, ha'n nessa maw a whejas dewdhek
our moy diwedhes. Meur a wòlhy. An jynn-gòlhy a lavüryas heb hedhy lies our.
There's a proverb in ancient Greek
tragedy. Those whom the gods would destroy, they first make mad (deprive them
of sanity). Will I lose my right mind soon? What is next? The first boy was
sick again half an hour before midnight, and the second boy was sick twelve
hours later. Lots of washing. The washing machine worked non-stop for many hours.
Deg ger
rag hedhyw Ten
words for today
an re ~ a' re
those
âwncyent ~
ancyent ancient
compòster
bres (m)
sanity, right mind
destria to destroy
dhorans from them < dhort (SWFM dhiworth)
duwyow gods < duw (m)
e'n dallath
first
of all
heb hedhy non-stop, without a
break
kemeres
e-kerdh to
take away, remove
trajedy (m) tragedy (drama)
venja would, would wish to
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