Bhí an scoil ard san Fhaiche Mhór plódaithe le himeachtaí Oíche Shamhna.

The high school in Fhaiche Mhór was bustling with Oíche Shamhna activities.

Bhí an aimsir breá fionnuar, agus bhí duilleoga órga ag rince ar fud an chosáin.

The weather was beautifully crisp, and golden leaves danced across the footpath.

Ar an Déardaoin sin, bhí gach dalta lán d'fhuinneamh, iad gléasta i gculaithí neamhghnácha, réidh don chomórtas mór cultacha.

On that Thursday, every student was full of energy, dressed in unusual costumes, ready for the big costume contest.

Bhí Siobhán, cailín cruthaitheach agus díograiseach, sa phictiúr ag ullmhú dá céad dul síos.

Siobhán, a creative and enthusiastic girl, was in the picture preparing for her first appearance.

Bhí sí ag fiosrú gach mionsonra dá culaith shuntasach chun tús a chur lena cruthaitheacht.

She was examining every detail of her remarkable costume to kickstart her creativity.

Ach tháinig splanc ar a céadfaí nuair a chuala sí go raibh an chulaith diúltaithe.

But a spark hit her senses when she heard that the costume had been rejected.

“Cad é?

"What?!"

” a scair sí, agus éirí croíbhriste.

she exclaimed, heartbroken.

Bhí sí dháta nach raibh sí tar éis éisteacht le regra an chomórtais i gceart.

She realized she hadn't listened to the contest rules properly.

Bhí Caoimhe, uachtarán an chomhairle daltaí, tar éis an cinneadh a dhéanamh.

Caoimhe, the student council president, had made the decision.

Bhí sí cinnte go raibh na rialacha riachtanach a leanúint, scríofa go soiléir.

She was confident that the rules, clearly written, needed to be followed.

Bhí Eoghan, cara dílis Siobhán, in aice lena taobh le linn an aimsir dúshlánach seo.

Eoghan, Siobhán's loyal friend, was by her side during this challenging time.

Bhí sé cinnte go raibh Siobhán ábalta a pointe a chur os comhair an chomhairle, ach bhí sé buartha faoi rún a chroí.

He was sure that Siobhán could present her point to the council, but he was worried about revealing his secret.

Bhí Eoghan i ngrá le Siobhán, agus is ar éigin a bhí sé in ann a mothúcháin a choinneáil ina smacht níos mó.

Eoghan was in love with Siobhán, and he could barely keep his emotions in check any longer.

Chuaigh Siobhán go dtí gym nua-maisithe na scoile, brat ag titim ar an gcairpéad agus puimpcíní snoite ag gáire go héadrom.

Siobhán went to the school's newly decorated gym, with a curtain falling on the carpet and carved pumpkins smiling lightly.

Bhí an comórtas ag tosú, agus bhí sí le raic a chur san áit i láthair a cairde.

The contest was starting, and she was set to make a scene in front of her friends.

“Caoimhe,” a thosaigh Siobhán go dána, “ní raibh a fhios agam go raibh srian áirithe ar an gculaith seo.

"Caoimhe," Siobhán began boldly, "I didn't know there was a particular restriction on this costume.

D'oibrigh mé go dian air seo le mo chroí istigh ann.

I worked hard on this with my heart in it.

Tá sé cothrom dom a bheith díospóid!

It's fair for me to dispute!"

”Bhí Caoimhe ag éisteacht leis go haonstróceach ar dtús, ach thug sí faoi deara go raibh na daltaí eile ag labhairt i bhfabhar Siobhán.

Caoimhe listened skeptically at first, but she noticed other students speaking in favor of Siobhán.

Bhí a fhios aici go raibh tacaíocht láidir ag Siobhán óna comhdhaltaí.

She knew Siobhán had strong support from her peers.

Tar éis plé fada, d’aontaigh an chomhairle na rialacha a athbhreithniú don uair seo.

After a long discussion, the council agreed to review the rules for this time.

Bhí torthaí fógartha ag Caoimhe don chomórtas agus dfhógair sí athmhachnamh a dhéanamh ar d’einscríbhinn Siobhán.

Caoimhe announced the competition results and declared a reconsideration of Siobhán's entry.

Fuair sí aitheantas speisialta mar chomhghairm leis an bhuaiteoir, agus d’fhan an stáitse ar lasadh le bualadh bos cumhachtach.

Siobhán received special recognition alongside the winner, and the stage was lit up with powerful applause.

Tar éis bharr an tráthnóna, bhí Eoghan i ngar do Siobhán.

After the end of the evening, Eoghan was close to Siobhán.

“Siobhán,” a dúirt sé go suaimhneach, “is tú an inspioráid dom, agus is agam a raibh sé mar rún a rá cé chomh speisialta is atá tú.

"Siobhán," he said calmly, "you are my inspiration, and I've been waiting to tell you how special you are."

” Agus mar sin rinne sé.

And so he did.

Chuaigh Siobhán abhaile leis, is fonn uirthi agus spioradach, a tuiscint nach n-imíonn guth ó leis ná másé an t-aon í.

Siobhán went home with him, feeling happy and spirited, understanding that her voice did matter after all.

Bhí Eoghan in ann sos a ghlacadh anois agus a bheith compordach a chur a mothúcháin in iúl.

Eoghan could now relax and be comfortable in expressing his feelings.

Bhí Oíche Shamhna oscailte le torthaí nua, milis ar fad.

Oíche Shamhna opened with new, sweet results for all.