Bhí scamallán liath ag crochadh os cionn an bhaile bheag Éireannaigh, ach níor chuir sé sin isteach ar aigne determined Saorise.

A gray cloud was hanging over the small Éirean town, but it didn't affect the determined mind of Saoirse.

Bhí sé Samhain, agus bhí an halla pobail ag taisce tábhacht na haimsire.

It was Samhain, and the community hall was storing the importance of the times.

Bhí duilleoga órga agus dearg ag titim ón na crainn timpeall, agus bhí fiaghaíl na Samhna fós ag réim ar dhá thaobh an bhóthair.

Golden and red leaves were falling from the surrounding trees, and the spirit of Samhain was still reigning on either side of the road.

Níorbh fhada gur bhraith Saoirse a cóta te de dhíth uirthi agus í ag siúl i dtreo an láithreán vótála.

Saoirse soon felt the need for her warm coat as she walked towards the polling station.

Bhí an halla pobail sean, ach léirigh sé compord agus fáilte na háite.

The community hall was old, but it showed the comfort and welcome of the place.

Bhí maisiúcháin Samhna ar crochadh fós ar na ballaí, ag meascadh lena n-admhálacha páipéar ballóide.

Samhain decorations were still hanging on the walls, mingling with the ballot paper acknowledgments.

Bhí suas le deichniúr daoine ag fanacht ann cheana, ina measc bhí na comharsana, Cormac agus Fiona.

Up to ten people were already waiting there, among them were her neighbors, Cormac and Fiona.

D'éirigh Saoirse néirbhíseach, ach rinne sí gáire lena cairde, lánchinnte go gcuirfeadh sí a vóta isteach gan fhad.

Saoirse felt nervous, but she smiled with her friends, fully determined that she would cast her vote without delay.

Go tobann, briseadh isteach sa chiúnas le torann mór.

Suddenly, the silence was broken by a loud noise.

Tháinig fothrom ag eitilt anuas nuair a thit bord mór ag an gcúinne.

A clatter filled the air when a large table fell at the corner.

Bhí daoine ag scaoileadh agus ag gíoscán, go háirithe Fiona, a bhí chomh faoi thost go dtit sí siar.

People started to shriek and squeal, especially Fiona, who was so shocked that she stumbled back.

Bhí brú ar gach duine sa halla, faoi scáth na heagla nach n-éireodh leo vótáil inniu.

There was pressure on everyone in the hall, overshadowed by the fear that they might not get to vote today.

Gan mhoill, ghlac Saoirse buntáiste ar an staid.

Without delay, Saoirse took charge of the situation.

"Ná déan imní!

"Don't worry!"

" a dúirt sí os ard.

she said loudly.

"Socraímid an bord aríst agus coinneoimid an t-ord ar ais.

"Let's set the table back and restore order."

"Rinne siad obair le chéile.

They worked together.

Gluaiseann Cormac agus Saoirse an bord, agus scar Fiona leis na doirse, ag cinntiú go raibh sé sábháilte dul isteach sa halla arís.

Cormac and Saoirse moved the table, and Fiona managed the doors, ensuring it was safe to re-enter the hall.

Cé gur chaith sé am agus iarracht, bhain Saoirse a sprioc amach.

Although it took time and effort, Saoirse achieved her goal.

Bhí an leath de bhainisteoirí an láithreáin ag obair leis, ag éisteacht le treoir Saoirse agus ag cur glacadh leis faoi mheas ina measc.

Half of the site managers were working alongside her, listening to Saoirse's guidance and gaining respect in the process.

Nuair a tháinig an t-am, bhí Saoirse seasamh ar an bpluid chaol, a balláid i nglaise.

When the time came, Saoirse stood on the narrow carpet, her ballot in hand.

Bhí áthas agus faoisimh i gclaochlú a pearsantachta, agus ceap sí gur mhéala dá pobal nuair a chuir sí isteach a vóta.

There was joy and relief in her expression, and she felt she had done her community justice as she cast her vote.

Bíodh leisce nó beidh gá i méid Saoirse go brách, thuig sí an luach a thóg beart gníomhachtú.

Whether hesitant or required, Saoirse always understood the value of taking action.

Ag fágáil an halla, tháinig Saoirse amach i dtéad leis an gaoth fhuar faoin aer fliuch.

Leaving the hall, Saoirse stepped out into the cold wind under the wet sky.

Ach fiú amháin le haghaidh an aimsir, bhí teas sa croí aici.

But even with the weather, there was warmth in her heart.

Bhí an oiread áthais aici as a bheith in a luí isteach ar rud amháin beag, rud a chuirfeadh difríocht isteach ar a pobal féin.

She was so delighted to have thrown herself into one small act, something that would make a difference to her own community.

Lean Saoirse ar aghaidh leis an eolas nach raibh sí riamh ina guth amháin, ach ina guth láidir a d’fhéadfadh athrú a dhéanamh.

Saoirse continued on knowing she was never just a single voice, but a strong voice that could make a change.

Bhí an Samhain seo speisialta, ní hamháin mar gheall ar an bhféasta, ach mar gheall ar an dóigh a chreid Saoirse gur thug sí fílichkeit don cómún a bhí léi.

This Samhain was special, not only because of the feast but because of the way Saoirse believed she brought vitality to her shared community.