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Dec. 5th, 2013 03:43 pm![[personal profile]](https://www.dreamwidth.org/img/silk/identity/user.png){kind=small}
kittydesadeConvert the following statements into questions:
1. Breathnóidh muid ar scannán anocht. An mbreathnóidh muid ar scannán anocht?
2. Imreoidh sibh cártaí an óiche ar fad. An imreoidh sibh cártaí an óiche ar fad?
3. Cloisfidh sibh ceol ag an deireadh seachtaine. An gcloisfidh sibh ceol ag an deireadh seachtaine?
4. Ní feicfidh tú Máire anocht. Nach bhfeicfidh tú Máire anocht?
5. Fanfaidh muid leat. An bhfanfaidh muid leat?
6. Buailfidh Bríd le Maírtín. An mbuailfidh Bríd le Maírtín?
7. Ní chreidfidh siad an scéal. Nach gcreidfidh siad an scéal?
8. Ní thógfaidh sé teach nua. Nach dtógfaidh sé teach nua?
9. Críochnóidh muid an obair in am. An gcríochnóidh muid an obair in am?
10. Ní íosfaidh sí mórán. Nach íosfaidh sí mórán?
AHAHAHAHAHAAHA *sob* why is work so insane. It's not even Christmas rush insane, it's just everyone has taken leave of their senses insane. But I think, I think I managed to get everything into the box to ship today, card and all. Christmas card to follow. And if I'm very lucky I may be able to get my words done for Nerd Girls at work today, leaving me with just White Lightning to do when I'm home. Which makes this evening White Lightning and tidying night. Also, probably, feeding the stray cats. Not feeding them to ATMs though.
Of course, between writing that and finishing this entry Nelson Mandela died. I'm not sure what I feel moved to say. I remember my mother telling me about him when I was six because I'd confused his name for someone else's. I remember feeling elated and cheering when he was released without an in-depth appreciation for what had just happened, the precedent and the history behind it. Or at least not as much as I have now. I grew up in a very (for rich America) racially mixed area, in a couple very polite and aware schools, and that's what you did when righteous and good people who argued for freedom and liberty and democracy were released from prison. You cheered, you celebrated. And I do now, re-reading his quotes and his autobiography and so on, but I guess with more life behind me and more awareness of what it means. More context.
I guess what all this amounts to saying is that he was and is inspirational. He fought so hard, against the world and other people and himself, I suspect, in some ways. And he endured, and he made mistakes, and he said a number of very true things. And I hope his life continues to inspire.
Rest well, Nelson Mandela. You've more than earned it.
1. Breathnóidh muid ar scannán anocht. An mbreathnóidh muid ar scannán anocht?
2. Imreoidh sibh cártaí an óiche ar fad. An imreoidh sibh cártaí an óiche ar fad?
3. Cloisfidh sibh ceol ag an deireadh seachtaine. An gcloisfidh sibh ceol ag an deireadh seachtaine?
4. Ní feicfidh tú Máire anocht. Nach bhfeicfidh tú Máire anocht?
5. Fanfaidh muid leat. An bhfanfaidh muid leat?
6. Buailfidh Bríd le Maírtín. An mbuailfidh Bríd le Maírtín?
7. Ní chreidfidh siad an scéal. Nach gcreidfidh siad an scéal?
8. Ní thógfaidh sé teach nua. Nach dtógfaidh sé teach nua?
9. Críochnóidh muid an obair in am. An gcríochnóidh muid an obair in am?
10. Ní íosfaidh sí mórán. Nach íosfaidh sí mórán?
AHAHAHAHAHAAHA *sob* why is work so insane. It's not even Christmas rush insane, it's just everyone has taken leave of their senses insane. But I think, I think I managed to get everything into the box to ship today, card and all. Christmas card to follow. And if I'm very lucky I may be able to get my words done for Nerd Girls at work today, leaving me with just White Lightning to do when I'm home. Which makes this evening White Lightning and tidying night. Also, probably, feeding the stray cats. Not feeding them to ATMs though.
Of course, between writing that and finishing this entry Nelson Mandela died. I'm not sure what I feel moved to say. I remember my mother telling me about him when I was six because I'd confused his name for someone else's. I remember feeling elated and cheering when he was released without an in-depth appreciation for what had just happened, the precedent and the history behind it. Or at least not as much as I have now. I grew up in a very (for rich America) racially mixed area, in a couple very polite and aware schools, and that's what you did when righteous and good people who argued for freedom and liberty and democracy were released from prison. You cheered, you celebrated. And I do now, re-reading his quotes and his autobiography and so on, but I guess with more life behind me and more awareness of what it means. More context.
I guess what all this amounts to saying is that he was and is inspirational. He fought so hard, against the world and other people and himself, I suspect, in some ways. And he endured, and he made mistakes, and he said a number of very true things. And I hope his life continues to inspire.
Rest well, Nelson Mandela. You've more than earned it.