Culture Night 2016

culture-night-logo for Scealta Ealaine as Gaeilge

Ag osnaí liom san oíche…  Éire Saor.  Ní h-amháin saor ach Gaelach chomh maith – sin a theastaigh uaidh an Piarsach i 1916.  Agus bhí cúigear den seachtar a shínigh Forógra na Poblachta gníomhach i Chonradh na Gaeilge. Céard a thárla ó shin?

Tógadh mise le Gaeilge i mBleá Cliath.  Ach d’fhás muid go ciúin agus labhair muid faoinár n-anáil – ag monabhar i nGaeilge, i bhfaitios go gcloisfí muid. Ach anois tá an saol athruithe. Is maith liom a bheith i mo chónaí i chathair ilchultúrtha agus bheith in ann aithne a chur ar dhaoine ó thíortha éagsúla agus teangacha éagsúla a chloisint.  Ach is cosúil nach n-aontaíonn gach duine liom.  B’fhearr le roinnt daoine go labharfaimis go léir i mBéarla!

“This is an English-speaking business”, a dúirt an fear thíos i gCorcaí, “we have a ‘language code’ in this establishment…”. Creid nó ná chreid, ní ligfeadh sé do óigfhear ó Chorca Dhuibhne Gaeilge a labhairt agus é ag obair sa mbeáir…

Agus tamaillín ó shin, bhí mé ag léamh blag an tSionnaigh Fhionn   agus bhí sé ag tabhairt sliocht ó alt le Bláthnaid Ní Chofaigh…

I came to Dublin when I was 15 from a small Gaeltacht in Meath, and the Irish language wasn’t cool at all. Then, crazy as it may sound, the Hothouse Flowers came on the scene, and it became cool – and then became uncool again when I was 18.  When I was a teenager the reaction was, and still can be, “Stupid language: what’s the point?” Then the adult versions: “It was beaten into me”; “you’re all mad ’RA-heads”; and my favourite, “You get a grant for everything.”

My response is: I am so sorry, and that is all terrible, but guess what – I am the minority here, and, however difficult it was for you, it has been and still is a struggle just to respond to all of you. At times it’s racist. Nobody ever calls it that, but no other culture would tolerate it…

Agus sin é mo scéal inniu agus daoine eile ag smaoineamh ar an Oíche Chultúir a cheiliúradh…  duitse, leatsa, fútsa; domsa nó liomsa?  N’fheadar…

Is dóigh go raibh an teanga i m-aigne aríst nuair a chuir mé líníocht mhór d-eilefint san taispeántas sin i nGailearaí Olivier Cornet le déanaí.  Eibhlín Eilifint. Bhí orm í a ghlanadh den bhalla nuair a tháinig deireadh leis an taispeántas… ach aisteach go leor, thainig sé ar ais an mhaidin dár gcionn! Bhí ar Olivier dhá chóta breise péint a dhathadh thairis sul a d’imigh sí as radhairc ar fad. Agus tá seans fós go dtiocfaidh sí ar ais. Ní féidir í a chloí!

eilifint at Republic art exhibition at the Olivier Cornet Gallery
Děkuji Nele Ferenčíkové za fotografii.

 

https://ansionnachfionn.com/2012/03/03/lets-speak-the-truth-those-who-hate-irish-speakers-do-so-because-they-are-racists/

http://www.oliviercornetgallery.com/#/eolas-faoin-ghailearai/4590678144

http://www.culturenight.ie/dublin_event/olivier-cornet-gallery/

http://www.eoinmaclochlainn.com/

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2 comments

  1. Aontaím 200% leis an méid a scríobh tú. Tá cos-ar-bolg ar siúl go ciúin i gcónaí ach níl cead againn é sin a rá. Go maire Eibhlín mór millteach!

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