An lá a bhí ann.

It was the day.

Bhí an t-aer fionnuar an earraigh lán le callán custaiméirí díograiseacha.

The cool spring air was filled with the chatter of enthusiastic customers.

Bhí bratacha ildaite ag bogadh sa ghaoth agus bhí an caisleán ársa cloiche ag luí go maorga os cionn na ngnólachtaí sa mhargadh bríomhar.

Colorful flags were fluttering in the wind, and the ancient stone castle loomed majestically above the bustling market businesses.

Bhí sé Seachtain na Féile Pádraig.

It was Seachtain na Féile Pádraig.

Bhí Niall ag díol a earraí ag margadh na féile taobh amuigh den chaisleán.

Niall was selling his goods at the festival market outside the castle.

Ach bhí sé níos lú fuinniúil inniu.

But he was less energetic today.

Bhí sé tinn, ach ní raibh sé ina aonar.

He was sick, but he wasn't alone.

Bhí idir mhargáir agus cuairteoirí eile ag fulaingt ó ghalar anaithnid, rud a bhí chomh mistéireach.

Both vendors and other visitors were suffering from a mysterious illness, which was so puzzling.

Bhí Niall buartha.

Niall was worried.

Ní raibh a bhfuil aige á dhíol, agus bhí a sláinte ag dul in olcas.

His goods weren't selling, and his health was deteriorating.

Chinn sé cabhair a lorg ó Grainne, an cailín luibheolaí.

He decided to seek help from Grainne, the herbalist girl.

Bhí clú uirthi mar gheall ar a leigheasanna úsáideacha leigheasta.

She was known for her effective healing remedies.

Bhuail sé leí i measc na dílbhe eile, í ag cur luibheanna i canaí ildaite.

He met her among the other vendors, placing herbs in colorful cans.

Dúirt Niall go raibh daoine tinn agus gur theastaigh uaidh a fhiosrú cad é an chúis leis.

Niall told her that people were ill and that he wanted to investigate the cause.

Thug Grainne cuireadh do Niall bualadh le Cormac, a bhí eolach ar an aill a bhí ag tabhairt uisce don mhargadh.

Grainne invited Niall to meet Cormac, who was familiar with the cliff that was providing water to the market.

Chuaigh siad, ag féachaint timpeall.

They went, looking around.

Rinne siad iniúchadh ar an sruthán uisce.

They inspected the stream.

Ansin, d'aimsigh siad íomhá cruinn: traein picéalta ró-sheascach a bheith tite isteach.

Then, they discovered a precise image: an overly-pickled tray had fallen in.

Bhí an t-uisce nimhiúil.

The water was contaminated.

Le chéile, ghlan siad an sruthán.

Together, they cleared the stream.

Grainne chuir luibheanna speisialta isteach chun an t-uisce a íonú.

Grainne added special herbs to purify the water.

Le himeacht aimsire, tháinig feabhas ar shláinte Niall agus na daoine eile.

Over time, Niall's health and that of the others improved.

Lean an margadh ar aghaidh, le himní athnuachan, ag ceiliúradh mar nach raibh riamh roimhe sin.

The market continued with renewed enthusiasm, celebrating like never before.

D’imigh an tinneas, agus mar sin tháinig an spiorad ar ais.

The illness disappeared, and with it, the spirit returned.

D'fhoghlaim Niall rud éigin luachmhar - nuair a obair daoine le chéile, is féidir leo rud ar bith a bhaint amach.

Niall learned something valuable - when people work together, they can achieve anything.

Bhí meas nua aige ar an bpobal ina raibh cónaí air – gach duine ag seasamh le chéile, ag brath ar a chéile.

He had a newfound appreciation for the community he lived in - everyone standing together, relying on each other.

Ceiliúradh a bhí ann i ndáiríre ar Lá Fhéile Pádraig.

It was indeed a celebration of Lá Fhéile Pádraig.