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Gaelic Song Moodboards // Cànan Nan Gàidheal (Language of the Gael)
Blàth, duilleach, stoc, agus freumh cànan mo threubh 's mo shluaidh.
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catgriosaich · 3 months
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rudeigin inntinneach mu dheidhinn an cànan jèrriais: tha iad ag ràdh “þ” airson “r”, dìreach coltach ri iomadh luchd na gàidhlig
mar eisimpleir:
fraingis: mère (mathair)
jèrriais: méthe
fraingis: lire (leugh)
jèrriais: liéthe
fraingis: saint laurent
jèrriais: saint louothains
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somethings-diner · 8 months
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KANNA
How many languages do you speak?
カンナちゃんはこの言語を話します.
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Agus an cànan seo
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[KANNA signs "And this language"]
And of course I speak this language!
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cloudofbutterflies · 1 year
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Is toil leam a bhith dà-chànanach ann an cànan nach bruidhinn duine tuilleadh. Is urrainn dhomh an cac as neònach a ràdh agus a ràdh gu bheil e rudeigin àbhaisteach agus feumaidh a h-uile duine a dhol leis. B’ urrainn dhomh aideachadh gur e marbhadh sreathach a bh’ annam agus cha b’ urrainn do dhuine sam bith cac a dhèanamh
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evcryopeneye · 1 year
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culturally appropriating bitch, disgusting, you always have to make yourself more interesting than you are
I am Scottish. Gaelic is our indigenous language. Celtic paganism is our indigenous religion.
Faigh fucked. Thug iad ionnsaigh oirnn. Chuir sinn casg air ar cànan. Mharbh sinn ar daoine. Comharraichidh mi mo chultar gun do shàrachadh.
Ma bheir ar cànan agus ar cultar dùthchasach crith ort, is dòcha gun tog thu d’ ìmpireachd air ar fearann.
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galacticlamps · 2 years
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Tagged by @uighean​ (almost a week ago bc things at work have been kinda hectic for me sorry ily)
Rules: you can usually tell a lot about a person by the type of music they listen to. put your playlist on shuffle and list the first 10 songs, and then tag 10 people. no skipping!
(commute playlist, for obvious reasons)
1. No Plan - Hozier (I always laugh when this comes on while I’m on the way to work/scheduling the day)
2. The Atholl Set - Skipinnish
3. Wild Rover - The Corries
4. Meet Me at the Station - The Waterboys
5. Goodbye John Smith - Barns Courtney
6. Walking on the Waves - Skipinnish
7. The Rising of the Moon - The High Kings
8. What School? - The Proclaimers
9. Boston Rose - The Wolfe Tones (see this is one that I think of being gay bc how much I sing along & don’t change the pronouns when I’m alone in the car. I should look for a recording by a woman tbh)
10. Co-thràth - Tide Lines (hard agree that Cànan Nan Gàidheal is one of their better ones, though I have a soft spot for a lot of Eye of the Storm - this is probably the one I listen to the most not from that album)
Not a lot of variation here whoops. I haven’t updated my phone playlist in so long, I really should - not that I’d take any of these off, but there’s more stuff I’d add (the last time I put music on my phone was a couple years ago when I had a phone with significantly less storage)
Not tagging anyone bc I’ve been mia long enough I have no idea if everyone’s already done this one
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uighean · 2 years
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tagged by @ettelwenailinon!!
Rules: you can usually tell a lot about a person by the type of music they listen to. put your playlist on shuffle and list the first 10 songs, and then tag 10 people. no skipping!
aiseag maol rubha - niteworks (god I love niteworks I haven't actually listened to them in a couple weeks. I need to)
cumhachd - niteworks (ok now I think I'm being told something JKHGLF)
the loch tay boat song - hò-rò (gay folk songs/songs where people don't change the pronouns and it ends up gay. my beloved.)
fios - mànran
the rising storm - face the west
till it kills me - montaigne (MONTAIGNE!!! saw them live on friday night and it was SO!!!!!!! oh my GOD. oh my god. oh my god. and this song is so. hhhhhhhhgjfkd........... actually putting this on my blorbo playlist rn I thought I already had it on there)
fingal's cave - mànran
cànan nan gàidheal - tide lines (I don't vibe massively with a lot of tide lines' stuff but this one SLAPS tbh)
always be you - montaigne (hi bára this one's for you <333)
the mermaid - kate rusby
this is. probably a fair assessment of what's in my spotify likes ajghfdlkg. very disappointed by the lack of go_a though
tagging @kiraistired @galacticlamps @p0stscripter @carrionthird and whoever else wants it!! no pressure <3
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teonys-jf · 2 years
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here is the last one, probably going to reuse some stuff too
two men stand shoulder to shoulder on the towns border. the shorter of the two speaks animatedly, "what are we going to do? since mr malik passed and miss matilda have gone missing, the people have been at our throats!" the older rests a hand on his shoulder. "don't worry, zenix. all will work out soon." zenix feels a gaze and turns towards the forest. behind a tree someone flees, knowing their mission will start soon...
someone wakes up in a feild, the sun blinding her as she sits up. they used their hand as a sheild, standing. he feels the need to find shelter somewhere, but first he must see what can and cannot be consumed nearby. she walks toward a nearby pond to study her reflection. it showed long black hair and tanned skin, warm eyes and a curious face. they touched their face and tried to reach into the water, but was caught off guard as it started to move. he stood up continued her objective. once they were on the hill, he saw something green move faster than anything before. she started to try and follow behind, calling out in a tongue that felt correct. once they had turned a corner and lost the green, a tree root had tripped him. as she rubbed her head and leaned up, there was something shiny and sharp pointed at them. "who are you?! state your name!" the form was shaky and young, face mostly obscured. he ran a finger along the edge of the object lightly, ending by poking the tip. a small circle of something red spawned on the edge of her finger. a hand pulled the form back, beckoning the sharp to be reconciled. "zenix, it's okay. i think they aren't healthy right now..." as it was put away, the larger form kneeled down. "my name is garroth. what's yours?" he extended a hand to help them up. As he stood up with help, she asked rapid fire questions. "Dè thuirt thu? Chan urrainn dhomh do thuigsinn. Cò mise? Càite bheil mi? What did you say? I cannot understand you. Who am I? Where am I?" They both blanked. "Garroth, is that... is that the olden tongue Emmalyn was talking about?" Zenix asked after talking a step back, garroth turned to speak with his son. "I think so. We should go see her." Garroth turned back towards the  stranger, now standing up. he extended his hand towards stranger. "Can you understand this?" they hesitantly moved to take the hand. "O, a bheil thu airson gun lean mi thu? Oh, do you want me to follow you?" As the group walked through the town, he still had more questions. "Chan aithne dhomh fhathast ainm an àite seo. I still do not know the name of this place." she turned towards Zenix, "Dè an t-ainm a th 'ort? What is your name?" He stared since he didn't know what was being said, so Zenix nodded and pretended to understand. "Tha thu èibhinn. You are funny." As the towns scenery was being passed, and in return more questions asked, Garroth kept trying to respond as Zenix {originally i had typed vylad?? lol why} was trying to understand fragments. Once they reached their target building and brought the stranger in, they let go of his hand and started to look around. "O, dè tha seo? Pàipear le sgrathan? Oh, what is this? Paper with etchings?" He picked up a book with a red leather binding. "Emmalyn, we need your help!" Garroth called out into the space, Zenix was trying his best to damage control the never-ending curiosity of this newcomer. A blonde woman, who's hair was a mess, came from the basement. Their glasses were crooked and eyebags striking against her pale skin. "What do you want? I was almost done with my book." They rubbed her eyes as Garroth explained the situation, which was interrupted by zenix asking for help with the books. "O halò! Dè an t-ainm a th'ort? An tuig thu na tha mi ag ràdh? Tha cànan neònach aig an dithis seo. Oh hello! What is your name? Do you understand what I mean? These two have a strange language." Emmalyn paused as their eyes widened. "Oh Irena... Hold on, um--" They ran down the flight of stairs. Garroth decided to take a seat and motioned for Zenix to follow suit, to which the younger was hesitant. Emmalyn came rushing back up, papers and books threatening to fall out of her arms. The stranger put the item back and turned towards them. "Alright, let's do this..." She pushed their glasses up and spoke, "Is e m’ ainm Emmalyn, dè an t-ainm a th’ort? My name is Emmalyn, what is yours?" She extended a hand towards the stranger. With a joyed expression, she quickly responded. "O mo chreach, tha e air a bhith gu bràth o chuala mi rudeigin a thuig mi! Oh my, it has been forever since I have heard something I understood!" They shook Emmalyn's hand with fervor. Emmalyn was stuck in shock as he continued, Garroth was amused under his helm and Zenix was trying to hide a smile. "Gu fìrinneach, tha mi a’ smaoineachadh gur tusa an treas neach a choinnich mi a-riamh. Tha d’ ainm brèagha! Actually, I think you are the third person I have ever met. Your name is beautiful!" She continued with a smile as Emmalyn's things started to fall out of their arms, the shaking slowed into confusion with the next sentences. "'S e m' ainm... Huh. Gu dearbh, chan eil fhios agam! My name is... Huh. Of course, I do not know!" Boisterous laughter followed with a hand on their hip. Zenix laughed, to which Emmalyn whipped her head around. The stranger let go finally to continue inspecting the books. "So, um, they don't know their name... and--" Zenix interupted. "How can someone not know their name?! She's weirding me out! What was all of that anyway?" Garroth chimed in. "What he means is, 'thank you Emmalyn, could you please translate?' Right, Zenix?" The boy sat down, eyes to the floor in the general direction of Emmalyn. "Yes sir. Ma'am, could you please translate for us?" With a quick hmph they obliged, nodding into the sentence. "They don't know what you guys are saying, they've only met us so far..." She could feel the headache coming on and started searching through the papers that had fallen on the ground. "They think my name is pretty? That's so nice..." They whispered that to herself and continued. "So no name, what about where they came from?" Garroth started to help them pick up the papers. They looked back towards him, "Well, they didn't mention so I'm not sure. They might not know either." She pushed some hair behind their ear so she could read easier. "They also... uh, this language is so wordy... Oh yeah, they think our language is weird." Zenix moved towards the stranger again, seeing him pick up more books and mumbling in an almost forgotten language. As Garroth handed a leather-bound book back to the librarian, they brought a scroll out and leaned over the edge of the table. As she traced the letters and pronunciations they continued, "I think it would help if we tried to teach them something like language first." She turned her head towards the head guard. "how well can you teach?" zenix chimed in walking towards the adults, "he's good at teaching self defense!" with a coy smile under his hood. the stranger had left the books and went to stare out the door. emmalyn sighed, "well we need someone who has free time to teach them!" the door closed with a loud click. they all paused. after a some confusion the guards headed out of the library as emmalyn called for them to find someone to teach the new person. as they searched the town and asked people if they saw someone with long black hair and dirty clothing walk by, kiki was there to help. "i saw someone like that, actually! i tried talking with them but i didnt know what they were saying." she pointed towards one of the the empty housing units. "i asked if they were trying to find somewhere to stay and pointed towards the girls house." garroth thanked her as zenix started towards the house. "pardon me, have any of you seen someone out of town?" garroth asked as he knocked on the door. donna opened the door with an excited expression. "you didnt tell me there was somebody new!" behind her, the stranger was being cooed over by donna's roomate, molly. "Wow, cha do dh’ innis duine dhomh gu robh taigh làn de bhoireannaich bhrèagha ann! Taigh leanaban! Wow, no one told me that there was a house full of beautiful women! A babe house!" molly chimed in, "yeah, there hasnt been anyone knew since donna, and its been a couple months since she's moved here!" stranger had hugged her after she said this, to which the women returned with enthusiasm. "could we have them back? we need to find someone to teach them." garroth started, to which zenix added, "yeah! do you guys know anyone that can help?" donna lets them in while thinking, to which the stranger points at them and tries to talk with molly. "Is iad an dithis sin an fheadhainn a lorg mi. Tha mi airson fios a bhith aca air an ainmean, ach tha e doirbh dhomh an tuigsinn. Those two are the ones who had found me. I want to know their names, but it is hard for me to understand them." molly looks towards them in slight confusion. "A bheil thu gam thuigsinn? Is dòcha nach eil, ach is fhiach feuchainn. Do you understand me? Probably not, but it is worth a try." molly hugged her as they shrugged. "well, i think someone is coming into town tomorrow, so they should know something. probably, right?" donna asked garroth, to which he nodded. zenix had come over to molly and tried to take the strangers hand. "O, c'àit am bheil thu gam threòrachadh? Cha d'ith mi fathast, a' faireachdainn am pathadh. Oh, where are you leading me? I have not eaten yet, feeling thirsty." the guards waved goobye to the roomates and started towards the town center, zenix holding strangers hand so they dont lose him again. "garroth, what are we going to do? the only empty house is the old lords!" stranger tugged on his arm to inspect a flower, a bee came up to their face as they giggled and spoke to it. "Rud gòrach buidhe, tha thu càirdeil! Silly yellow thing, you are friendly!" garroth turned back when they reached the town square, after handing stranger a blowball. "well, i don't think we can bother brendan into making one quickly--" brendan was immediately behind him with this sentence, "what do you guys need? a house? i can help with that!" he gestured to himself as he puffed out his chest, to which another guard chimed in while nursing a brown bottle. "are y'sure you won't annoy her into wanting to leave?" brendan whipped around. "shut up dale! aren't you working on being sober?" with an accusing finger pointed towards him, dale shrugged. "today's cheat day, farmer boy." garroth spoke up, gesturing to both men. "would both of you be willing to help them with a house?" on their cue, the stranger spoke up. "O halò! Tha tòrr uaine ort, ach chan e thusa an duine a bha mi a’ sireadh na bu thràithe. Oh hello! You are wearing a lot of green, but you are not the person I was looking for earlier." with an enthusiastic wave, she turned towards dale and spoke fast. "Dè tha anns an rud donn sin? A bheil blas math air? A bheil e milis? Am faod mi blasad fhaighinn? What's in that brown thing? Does it taste good? Is it sweet? Can I taste it?" they pointed towards the bottle and made a drinking motion. dale laughed heartily and responded, "little lady, you wouldn't like this. it steals your soul!" he took a big gulp as the stranger looked in confusion, to which he laughed at. "haha dale, very funny. surprised it hasn't stolen your soul yet..." brendan muttered to himself. "anyway, garroth, yeah i can work on the house. i'll just need some supplies like wood, nails, and a third set of hands if we want to get this done by tonight." garroth thought about this, nodding. "i can try to find someone, and if i cannot i will help." zenix stared. "and zenix will help as well." a flurry of complaints followed as brendan laughed. he walked towards the stranger, "so, what kind of house would you like, miss?" gesturing wildly with each addition he spoke, "Uill, chan urrainn dhomh a thuigsinn dè tha thu ag ràdh. Ach bhruidhinn an nighean roimhe agus thuig mi i!Is e Emmalyn an t-ainm a th’ oirre! Am b’ urrainn dhut mo thoirt air ais thuice? Bha i gu math cuideachail agus snog. Well, I can't understand what you are saying. But the girl spoke before and I understood her! Her name is Emmalyn! Could you take me back to her? She was very helpful and nice." he understood the librarians name. "oh, emma? yeah, i can take you to her!" he held her hand as they stood. "Cuideachd, a bheil fios agad càite a bheil barrachd dhiubh sin? Is toil leam iad gu mòr. Also, do you know where more of these are? I like them a lot." they tapped the blowball as some seeds came loose, to which brendan saw and picked up another. "Tapadh leat gu dearbh! Tha thu air aon den fheadhainn as fheàrr leam. Thank you so much! You are one of my favorites."
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relnicht · 9 days
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like tha mi tuigsinn carson nach eil mi dà-chànanach dha-rìreabh leis nach eil gin de mo phàrantan fileanta fileanta ann an cànan sam bith a bharrachd air an Duitsis agus nuair a bha mise òg cha deach daoine a thogail le cànanan a bharrachd ach nam b' e sin ciad chànan am pàrantan, like cha deach daoine a thogail le cànanan eile dìreach a chionn 's gu bheil dà-chànanas math no càil mar sin, ach b' fheàrr leam gun robh, chan ann a-mhàin a chionn 's gum bithinn nas fileanta anns a' bheurla no fileanta/comasach air còmhradh ann an cànan eile, ach cuideachd a chionn 's gum biodh e na b' fhasa dhomh switchigeadh bho chànan gu cànan? sin an rud as motha a mhothaicheas mi (a bharrachd air nach eil a' Ghàidhlig agus a' Bheurla a' faireachdainn buileach comhfhurtail na mo bheul) nam bheatha làitheil: gu bheil e nas dorra dhòmhsa switchigeadh bho chànan gu cànan na tha e dha daoine eile (m.e. ma bhios mi a' bruidhinn sa Ghàidhlig ri cuideigin agus an uair sin sa Bheurla ri cuideigin eile sa bhad às dèidh sin, bidh mi a' measgachadh beurla is gàidhlig gun deòin ach dìreach a chionn 's nach eil m' eanchainn cleachdte ris, leis nach do dh'ionnsaich mi beurla gus an robh mi 11 bliadhna agus cha robh mi really ann an suidheachadh dà/ioma-chànanach gus an robh mi 18 bliadhna
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anarchotolkienist · 1 month
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Bidh daonnan an abairt 'cànan is cultar na Gàidhlig' gam chur car droll feumaidh mi ràdh. Tha e ciallach gu leòr sa Bheurla, far nach eil sgaradh ann eadar "Gàidhlig" agus "Gàidhealach", ach... "Cànan na Gàidhlig"? Dè eile a bhiodh tu a' ciallachadh? Agus cultar na Gàidhlig? A bheil cultar aig cànan? Thig cultar an cois cànain gun teagamh, ach gu deimhinne tha cànan agus cultar aig sluagh, nach eil? Tha e tuilleadh agus comasach smaointinn air cuideigin aig a bheil a' Ghàidhlig ach aig nach eil fios no eòlas sam bith air cultar nan Gàidheal. B' fheàrr leamsa an-còmhnaidh "Cànan is cultar nan Gàidheal" mar thionndadh Gàidhlig air "Gaelic language and culture", chan eil ciall anns an fhear eile.
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misneachdalba · 3 months
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FREAGAIRT MISNEACHD AIR BILE NAN CÀNAN ALBANNACH
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Tha Misneachd air freagairt mhionaideach a sgrìobhadh air Bile nan Cànanan Albannach a tha ro Chomataidh Foghlam, Cloinne agus Dhaoine Òga Pàrlamaid na h-Alba an-dràsta.
Tha sinn a’ fàilteachadh na bile san fharsaingeachd agus a’ creidsinn gur e ceum cudromach air adhart a th’ innte a thaobh stiùireadh nas làidire bhon riaghaltas air ro-innleachd poileasaidh nàiseanta na Gàidhlig, a’ neartachadh foghlam Gàidhlig, agus a’ cruthachadh chothroman ùra gus ceann a’ mhaide a chumail ris an riaghaltas, Bòrd na Gàidhlig agus ri buidhnean poblach eile.
Aig an aon àm dh’fhaodadh a’ bhile a bhith na bu làidire ann an cuid a dh’àiteachan. Bidh tòrr an crochadh air mar a bhios an riaghaltas a’ cleachdadh nan cumhachdan ùra a tha anns an lagh a thaobh fo-reachdas, riaghailtean agus ro-innleachdan reachdail, agus dè an ìre maoineachaidh a bhios ri fhaighinn airson diofar raointean san àm ri teachd. Tha Misneachd ag iarraidh air an Riaghaltas barrachd soilleireachd a thoirt seachad cho luath ’s a ghabhas air na gnothaichean seo.
’S e a’ phàirt as ùire den bhile Earrann 4 a tha a’ dèiligeadh ri ‘sgìrean cànain sònraichte’, a’ coileanadh gealladh an riaghaltais gus ‘Gàidhealtachdan’ oifigeil aithneachadh. B’ urrainn dha na sgìrean seo a bhith air an sònrachadh ann an sgìrean far a bheil sgilean Gàidhlig aig co-dhiù 20% den t-sluagh, far a bheil foghlam Gàidhlig no gnìomhachd Ghàidhlig eile stèidhichte, no far a bheil ceangal eachdraidheil no cultarail ris a’ Ghàidhlig. Tha e coltach, mar eisimpleir, gum b’ urrainn an dà chuid na h-Eileanan Siar agus Glaschu an inbhe seo fhaighinn.
Tha Misneachd a’ cur fàilte air an inbhe ùir seo a tha a’ daingneachadh a’ phrionnsabail gu bheil feumalachdan sònraichte aig diofar sgìrean, fhad ’s a thathar ag aithneachadh gur e cànan nàiseanta a th’ anns a’ Ghàidhlig aig an aon àm.
’S e an duilgheadas a th’ ann leis an earrainn seo nach eil e soilleir dè bhios an inbhe seo a’ ciallachadh no dè seòrsa ghoireasan, structaran-taic agus guth coimhearsnachd a bhiodh ann, nam biodh sìon, aig ìre nas ionadail na ìre na sgìre chomhairle.
Tha Misneachd air dreachd leasachaidh a sgrìobhadh gu chur an àite Earrann 4 sa bhile, stèidhichte air siostam nan sgìrean planaidh cànain ann an Èirinn fo Achd na Gaeltacht 2012. Bhiodh seo a’ sònrachadh aonadan cruinn-eòlach ionadail, anns na h-Eileanan Siar co-dhiù, a bhiodh co-shìnte ri uàrdaichean taghaidh na comhairle, agus bhiodh plana cànain coimhearsnachd, co-dhiù aon oifigear leasachaidh làn-ùine, agus buidseat ionadail anns gach sgìre. Tha sinne a’ moladh buidseat de co-dhiù £150,000 sa bhliadhna do gach sgìre, no £2.7 millean sa bhliadhna do dh’Alba air fad.
“’S e suim mhòr a th’ ann an taca ri na tha ga chosg air leasachadh coimhearsnachd Gàidhlig an-dràsta, ach meadhanach beag an taca ri buidseat na Gàidhlig uile gu lèir, gun luaidh air an sporan phoblach san fharsaingeachd,” thuirt an Dr Christopher Lewin, ball de Mhisneachd agus neach-acadaimigeach a chuidich gus freagairt na buidhne a sgrìobhadh, agus a tha a’ fuireach ann an sgìre Gaeltacht ann an Èirinn an-dràsta.
“Tha sinn ag aithneachadh gu bheil staing eaconamach ann, ach tha cosg ann gun a bhith a’ toirt airgid a-steach dha na coimhearsnachdan seo, agus tha luchd na Gàidhlig airidh agus feumach air tòrr a bharrachd taic.”
Fo na molaidhean againn, bhiodh e cuideachd mar dhleastanas air comhairlean sgìrean a shònrachadh far a bheil 20% den t-sluagh a’ bruidhinn na cànain, seach a bhith roghainneil, mar a tha e sa bhile an-dràsta.
Tha freagairt iomlan Misneachd ri leughadh an seo: https://rb.gy/6sykqd, agus tha sinn a’ brosnachadh an t-sluaigh gus an uiread freagairtean a chur a-steach ron cheann-latha, 8mh Màrt.
Tha pàipear rannsachaidh leis an Dr Lewin mu leasachadh cànain sa choimhearsnachd ann an Èirinn agus ann an Alba ri leughadh anns an iris Scottish Affairs. Tha tionndadh saor an asgaidh ri leughadh an seo. “Cha bhi cothrom mar seo ann a-rithist fad ùine mhòir, ma bhios gu bràth,” a thuirt an Dr Lewin. “Feumar a’ bhile seo a neartachadh uiread ’s a ghabhas, agus ìmpidh a chur air an riaghaltas maoineachadh iomchaidh a chur seachad.”
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sgribhisg · 3 years
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catgriosaich · 3 years
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dè a’ ghàidhlig a th’ air “scots”? thuirt am faclair gu bheil e “a’ bheurla ghallta”, ach chan eil fhios agam gu bheil sin a’ ciall “scots” no “scottish english”... bha mi a’ smaoineachadh an toiseachd gum bu chòir dà fhacal ann, ach ‘s dòcha gu bheil sin ceàrr - tha aon ainm air gàidhlig, gaeilge agus gaelg, ach tha fhios againn gun e tri cànan a th’ annta... hmmm.
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ttaibhse · 2 years
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cànan nan gàidheal is so made to be belted
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isleofancients · 2 years
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"Tha mi toilichte ma bhruidhneas tu le stràc no cànan eile còmhla" they say back their eyes flicking over to him with an amused smile "as long as its from the old world language its no problem for me. tu veux plus de thé ?" they ask holding up the pot "and yes your accent is exactly what I would expect from an Ink and adorable"
"Ouis, tzat woold be wandaffel." Rasse says, handing you his mug. "Merci beaucoup, but I think I'll go back to my regular speech patterns before Edwin blows a fuse trying to understand us."
Edwin goes from his confused staring into grumbling into his empty cup.
"Shuddup."
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ivarisms · 2 years
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you’re scottish? so cool do you speak gaelic?
I am :) and yes I do!
Tha, is e scotland mo dhachaigh! Is e a ’Ghàidhlig cànan dùthchasach mo dhùthcha!
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