2019 Day 223
Dedh
Dew Cans Terdhek
warn Ügens
De
Merher,
kensa warn ügens
mis Est
Wednesday,
21st
August
Anjei
a wrüg
dos arta – an lû
trosüs bian. Spladn ew an gewer hedhyw; spladn ha tòbm. An flehes a
bònyas
oll a-dro gen aga gòdnys plastyk ha towla aga honan war an dor. Na
ell flehes gwitha glan aga dilhas. Gwrewgh mires ort an dewlin na! E
vedh (y fedh) cres e'n lowarth avorow, na vedh batelyow füg moy,
brasow veth. Anjei a wra omweles war aga dama wydn ha sira wydn erel.
They
did come again – the little, noisy army. The weather today is
splendid; bright and hot. The children ran around with their plastic
guns and threw themselves on the ground. Children cannot keep their
clothes clean. Look at those knees! There will be peace in the garden
tomorrow, there will be no more mock battles, no ambushes. They are
going to visit their other grandmother and grandfather.
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