De Sadorn, dewdhegves mis Ebrel
Saturday, 12th April
Lôwena dhe whei! Ow whei lôwen? Owgh lôwenek? Pandr'eus ow rei lôwena dhewgh? My a vetyas ow hothmans hedhyw gen meur a lôwender. Da ew genen scrifa warbarth. Nei a scrifas ow tòchya joy! Ma lies person ow cavas lôwena e'n bes natûral, en bownas gwyls. Üdn cothman a gar playnya e'n ayr. "Frankedh", medh ev. Cowethes aral a gar neyja e'n mor. "Frankedh", emedh hei, ewedh. Ha my? Ha my ow mos tre, res veu dhebm gòrtos en Redrüdh. En shoppa alüsenek my a gavas lever gwersyow gen Alan Kent, den marthys. Üdn pens rag trosor.
Hello! Are you happy? Are you joyful? What is there that gives you joy? I met my friends today with great cheerfulness. We like to write together. We wrote about joy! Many people find joy in the natural world, in wildlife. One friend loves gliding. "Freedom" he says. Another friend loves swimming in the sea. "Freedom", she says, too. And I? As I was going home, I had to wait in Redruth. In a charity shop I found a book full of poems by Alan Kent, a wonderful man. One pound for a treasure.
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