De Gwener, nawnjegves mis Est
Friday, 19th August
Nag eus chons dhebm dhe vetya gans ow noyth meurgerys pur venowgh, etho hedhyw o dedh pur lôwen. Nei eth dhe'n treth dhe berthy cov termynyow da ena. Thera routh veur a bobel ha thera an mor tid ow mos mes. Carrygy a veu discüdhys, ow tisqwedhes lies besslen. Thera gwens crev ow whetha a'n mor tûa'n tir, an todnow o garow ha strolek o an mordarth. Nag o jorna da rag morplaynya. E veu tros tròbm - gwarnyans gwithyjy treth. "Oll an düs a res dos mes a'n dowr." An gwithyjy a dherevas baner rüdh - e veu fros laber diantel. E veu tremen straft!
I don't have a chance to meet my beloved niece very often, so today was a very happy day. We went to the beach to remember good times there. There was a great throng of people and the tide was on the ebb (going out). Rocks were uncovered, showing lots of mussels. A strong wind was blowing off the sea towards the land, the waves were rough and the surf was messy. It was not a good day for surfing. There was an unexpected noise - a beach guards' warning. "All people must come out of the water." The guards raised a red flag - there was a dangerous rip current. There was an immediate migration
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