Eitlíonn Cití ar a scuab dhraíochta i gcónaí agus í ag dul ó áit go háit. Sa chaoi sin seachnaíonn sí soilse tráchta agus, ar ndóigh, tranglam tráchta. Ní bhíonn roimpi, de ghnáth, ach an spear ghlan. Ach le déanaí thosaigh rudaí ag teacht sa tslí uirthi. Ar na nithe sin bhí héileacaptar, faoileoir agus foirgneamh ard. Cén leigheas a bhí aici ar an scéal? Bhain sí leas as a slaitín draíochta chun gléasanna eile taistil a dhéanamh as an scuab. Ach ba mheasa an scéal ansin ná riamh...
Cití Cailleach loves travelling by broomstick. When the sky starts filling up with other flying machines, Cití and Smúróg have a few crashes and near-misses. Cití tries to turn her broomstick into a bicycle, a skateboard, even a horse. But the accidents still happen. Perhaps Cití needs to look no further than the end of her nose for an answer to her problems . . .
Leagan Gaeilge de ‘Winnie Flies Again’
Cití Cailleach loves travelling by broomstick. When the sky starts filling up with other flying machines, Cití and Smúróg have a few crashes and near-misses. Cití tries to turn her broomstick into a bicycle, a skateboard, even a horse. But the accidents still happen. Perhaps Cití needs to look no further than the end of her nose for an answer to her problems . . .
Leagan Gaeilge de ‘Winnie Flies Again’