Tá an t-amharc ar an mhargadh faoin spéir aoibhinn sa choill ghlasa.

The view of the open-air market is delightful in the green woods.

B'iontach an radharc é, leis an solas gréine ag preabadh trí an duilliúr, ag lasadh na postaí ceardaíochta.

It was a wonderful sight, with sunlight bouncing through the foliage, lighting up the craft stalls.

Bhí dathanna geala agus fuaimeanna sráide le sonrú go soiléir.

Bright colors and street sounds were clearly noticeable.

Bhí Eamon sa choill.

Eamon was in the woods.

D'fhan sé ag an ionad siopadóireachta faoin aer, leis an margadh ag bualadh timpeall air le giúmar beoga.

He stayed at the outdoor shopping center, with the market bustling around him with lively atmosphere.

Bhí daoine ag rith thart ag lorg a gcuid rudaí féin.

People were running around looking for their own things.

Ach d'Eamon, bhí a mhisean féin aige - bronntanas speisialta a aimsiú dá dheirfiúr, Siobhán.

But for Eamon, he had his own mission - to find a special gift for his sister, Siobhán.

Chonaic Eamon Siobhán agus a cara Pádraig níos luaithe, ach bhí siad díreach ann mar thacaíocht.

Eamon had seen Siobhán and her friend Pádraig earlier, but they were just there for support.

Ba é Eamon a bhí freagrach as an bronntanas.

It was Eamon who was responsible for the gift.

Bhí súil ghéar aige ar sheoiníní agus ceardaíochtaí a chonaic sé.

He had a keen eye on trinkets and crafts he saw.

An chuma a bhí orthu!

What a look they had!

Ach fós, bhí in easnamh an rud foirfe.

But still, the perfect thing was missing.

Chuaigh sé níos faide istigh sa mhargadh, áit a raibh na stallaí níos ciúine agus ní ba lú aithne orthu.

He went further into the market, where the stalls were quieter and less known.

Bhí an t-áthas air uaigneas na coille a mhothú sa lár sin.

He was delighted to feel the solitude of the woods in that center.

Mar sin féin, d'fhan sé go gasta leis an sprioc in aigne.

Nevertheless, he quickly kept his goal in mind.

Tá Eamon ag dul thart nuair a chonaic sé seanbhean ag ionad beag.

Eamon was going around when he saw an old woman at a small stand.

Bhí dealbhóireacht adhmaid aici seasta ar an seastán.

She had wooden sculptures displayed on the stand.

A scéalta féin a bhí le haithint ar gach dealbhóir.

Each sculpture had its own stories to tell.

Bhí an ceardaíocht iontach ar fad, agus braith Eamon draíocht orthu.

The craftsmanship was outstanding, and Eamon felt a certain magic in them.

Bhí selkie ansin, créatúr na bhfolach.

There was a selkie there, a hidden creature.

Bhí sé chomh hálainn, cruthaitheach, agus é casta le háilleacht nádúrtha.

It was so beautiful, creative, and intricate with natural beauty.

Thuig Eamon an scéal sa dealbh agus an bhrí ar leith a bhí ann.

Eamon understood the story in the sculpture and the particular meaning it held.

Stad sé ansin, breith air, a fhios aige go raibh a bronntanas aimsithe aige.

He stopped there, holding it, knowing he had found his gift.

Bhí a chomhairle ag Eamon fós géar, ach anois bhí sé lán muiníne.

Eamon's resolve was still sharp, but now he was full of confidence.

Bhí a fhios aige cén fáth gur roghnaigh sé an rud seo.

He knew why he chose this.

Níl gach rud diúscartha ag an ngnáthchuardach.

Not everything is disposable at the usual search.

Uaireanta, tá an áilleacht is iontaí an fhaire taobh amuigh den lár.

Sometimes, the most extraordinary beauty lies outside the center.

An saol a bhí san aghaidh beoga nua ag Eamon.

A new vibrant life was facing Eamon.

Bhí seans aige déileáil le háilleacht agus féintomhais a dhéanamh.

He had a chance to deal with beauty and self-reflection.

Siobhán bheadh bródúil as, ach bhí Éamon tar éis rud éigin luachmhar a fhoghlaim.

Siobhán would be proud, but Eamon had learned something valuable.

Scéal ceardaíochta, rud simplí, ach b'fhéidir fiú níos mó duitse.

A craft story, something simple, but perhaps even more for you.

Agus ag atheagrú é féin leis na taithí nua, d'fhág Eamon an margadh, an dealbh selkie i ngreim aige.

Reorganizing himself with the new experiences, Eamon left the market, the selkie sculpture in his grasp.

Bhí dóchas aige sa chéad bhrónna eile agus tuiscint níos doimhne ar na saolta a bhí ann.

He hoped for the next gifts and a deeper understanding of the worlds that were there.

Anois, bheadh sé sa bhaile ag tabhairt iontais do Siobhán le bronnadh iontach.

Now, he would be at home bringing wonders to Siobhán with an amazing gift.