Bhí maidin fhuar gheimhridh ann sa bhaile beag Éireannach, agus tá Aoife ag siúl le Ronan agus Eamon i dtreo an polling place.

It was a cold winter morning in the small Irish town, and Aoife was walking with Ronan and Eamon towards the polling place.

Tá cóta te uirthi ach míchompordach, agus tá sí ag iarraidh ceann nua a fháil.

She was wearing a warm but uncomfortable coat, and she wanted to get a new one.

Táodh na soilse geimhridh ag lasadh ar na foirgnimh thart timpeall orthu, ag cur le háilleacht na sráide.

The winter lights were shining on the buildings around them, adding to the beauty of the street.

"Dia duit," a dúirt Ronan, ag béiceadh suas in aice léi.

"Hello," said Ronan, shouting next to her.

"An bhfuil tú cinnte faoi na cótaí sa siopa in aice an polling place?

"Are you sure about the coats in the shop near the polling place?

Tá siad deas!

They are nice!"

""Tá.

"Yes.

Ní mór dom ceann a fháil inniu," ar seisean, agus bhí Aoife bádhite i smaointe eile.

I must get one today," he said, and Aoife was lost in other thoughts.

Cé gur theastaigh uaithi cóta a bhí faiseanta, bhí a cloch is mó ná an fheidhmiúlacht agus an teas a bhí á lorg aici.

Although she wanted a fashionable coat, her main concern was the functionality and warmth she was seeking.

Bhí Eamon ag caint faoina ghníomhaíochtaí sóisialta agus an tábhacht a bhaineann le vóta a chaitheamh.

Eamon was talking about his social activities and the importance of casting a vote.

"Caithfidh muid ár nguth a úsáid, Aoife," arsa Eamon.

"We must use our voice, Aoife," said Eamon.

"Níl rud uaigneach faoi, ach tá cumhacht ann.

"There's nothing lonely about it, but there's power in it.

Is féidir lenár vóta athrú a dhéanamh, ar a laghad sa phobal seo.

Our vote can make a difference, at least in this community."

"Bhrúigh na focail sin in intinn Aoife.

Those words pressed on Aoife's mind.

Cé go raibh sí ag iarraidh cóta, bhí sí buartha faoin deireadh a bheadh le teacht agus an imní uaithi faoin todhchaí.

Even though she wanted a coat, she was worried about what the future would bring and her concerns about what was to come.

Nuair a shroich siad an polling place, bhí an áit dubh le daoine.

When they reached the polling place, the place was packed with people.

Bhí an cos féirín ag an doras, agus d’fháiltigh na hoibrithe toghcháin roimh gach duine le croí mór.

There was a cheerful atmosphere at the door, and the election workers warmly welcomed everyone.

Thosaigh Aoife ag breathnú thart ar na siopaí.

Aoife started looking around at the shops.

Ag am seo, tharraing cóta amháin a haird.

At this time, one coat caught her attention.

Bhí sé te, compordach, agus go deimhin, bhí sé ar phraghas maith.

It was warm, comfortable, and indeed, it was at a good price.

Bhraith sí teas agus slándáil ag sreabhadh tríd.

She felt warmth and security flowing through her.

Gan a thuilleadh moille, bhain sí taitneamh as an taithí sin, agus thuirling sí isteach ós comhair thobhach thoghcháin.

Without further delay, she enjoyed that experience, and she plunged in front of the voting booth.

Chuir sí a vóta isteach le mothúcháin cumhachtacha de réir Eamon.

She cast her vote with powerful emotions as Eamon had described.

Bhraith sí go raibh sí ag cur lena pobail.

She felt she was contributing to her community.

Bhraith sí níos mó muiníne ann féin agus sa rogha a rinne sí.

She felt more confident in herself and the choice she made.

Bhí cinneadh Aoife, seachas cóta, níos doimhne ná mar a cheap sí.

Aoife's decision, beyond just a coat, was deeper than she thought.

Ag fágáil an polling place, archoill Aoife lámh Ronan.

Leaving the polling place, Aoife grabbed Ronan's arm.

"Go raibh maith agat," arsa sí, ag mothú teas na faidhbe aige.

"Thank you," she said, feeling the warmth of his friendship.

Bhraith sí go raibh sí ullamh don gheimhreadh, ní hamháin go fisiciúil ach go mothúchánach.

She felt ready for the winter, not just physically but emotionally.

Bhí Aoife tar éis dul tríd, níos láidre agus níos fearr ceangailte lena phobail ná riamh.

Aoife had gone through it, stronger and better connected to her community than ever before.

Thug ár dteideal guth di, agus chuir sí fáilte roimh a saol nua droim ar ais, eachtra agus spreagtha leis na cótaí atá le teacht faoi scáth na dtaobhach.

The opportunity gave her a voice, and she welcomed her new life, full of adventure and aspiration with the upcoming coats under the shadow of the polling booth.