My name is Dylan. I am a member of the fianna.
Once we were out hunting and out from behind a rock came a strong white horse. Then we went behind the rock.
There in front of us was a beautiful girl.
She was unconscious so we brought her to a castle but when we returned she was gone.
But she was still in the castle down a trap door and could not get out.
It was a day until we found her and she still wanted to marry Oisín.
I thought she was crackers but Oisín went with her
By Dylan
Chambers.
My name is Séamas and I am a member of the Fianna. One
day I was hunting with the Fianna but before I could blink an
eye, I saw a beautiful girl and her eyes were as blue as the sky.
Her hair was golden and it reached the ground. She had a brown dress.
She said she was Niamh the daughter of the king of Tír na nÓg.
"I
want Oisín to come to Tír na nÓg and he will never
grow old
and Tír na nÓg is a happy place. I want to marry Oisín."
Oisín
said " yes, but I will come back."
By Jamie Redmond
My name is Ronan and I am a member of the Fianna. One day we were just about to start a hunt when a beautiful girl on a grand white horse came up to us. She had blond hair which almost came down to her toes and her eyes were as blue as the sky. She was wearing a brown dress and a cloak with blue stars on it. As soon as she was near, Fionn called "Who are you, and why have you come to Ireland?" "I am Niamh , the daughter of the king of Tir na nOg" she replied. "I have come to Ireland to find your son Oisin. I have heard of his courage and of his poems and songs and I want to marry him and bring him to Tir na nOg." Then she turned to Oisin. "Tir na nOg is a happy country and everyone is young" she said. "I will come with you," said Oisin. We were sad to see Oisin go. "I will come back soon," he said and away he went.
By Ronan
Ludden.
My name is
Oisín and I am a member of the Fianna. We were almost about to
start the hunt. And suddenly this woman, the most beautiful woman appeared
from the mist. She asked us "Where is Oisín? I have heard
of his courage. And I would like to marry him."
I asked her what was her name. She said "I am the daughter of the
king of Tír na nÓg." Then she saw Oisín. "Tír
na nÓg is a happy place and you will never grow old." Then
before you could say Jimney Cricket they were gone into mist. The Fianna
were very sad and so was I.
By Oisín
Ferriter.