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LE SUJET

     The classroom was in a muddle. Miss Moriarty was bent over a book and Baba was arranging the lilac (my lilac) on the little May altar at the top of the classroom. The smaller children were sitting on the floor mixing all the separate colours of plasticine(1) together ; and the big girls were chatting in groups of three or four.
     Delia Sheehy was taking cobwebs out of the corners of the ceiling. She had a cloth tied to the end of the window pole and as she moved from one corner to another she dragged the pole along the whitewashed walls and the dusty, faded grey maps. Maps of Ireland and Europe and America. Delia was a poor girl who lived in a cottage with her grandmother. She got all the dirty jobs at school. In winter she lit the fire and cleaned the ashes every morning before the rest of us came in ; and every Friday she cleaned the closets with a yard brush and a bucket of Jeyes Fluid water. She had two summer dresses and she washed one every second evening, so that she was always clean and neat and scrubbed looking. She told me that she would be a nun when she grew up.
     'You're late, you're going to be killed, murdered, slaughtered,' Baba said to me as I came in. So I went over to apologize to Miss Moriarty.
     'What ? What's this ?' she asked impatiently, as she lifted her head from her book. It was an Italian book. She learnt Italian by post and went to Rome in the summertime. She had seen the Pope and she was a very clever woman. She told me to go to my seat ; she was annoyed that I had found her reading an Italian book. On my way down Delia Sheehy whispered to me, 'She never missed you'.
     So Baba had sent me to apologize for nothing. I could have gone to my desk unnoticed. I took out an English book and read Thoreau's 'A Winter Morning' - 'Silently we unlatch the door, letting the drift fall in, and step abroad to face the cutting air. Already the stars have lost some of their sparkle, and a dull leaden mist skirts the horizon' - and I was just there when Miss Moriarty called for silence. ''We have great news today,' she said and she was looking at me. Her eyes were small and blue and piercing. You would think she was cross but it was just that she had bad sight from over-reading.
     'Our school is honoured,' she said and I felt myself beginning to blush.
     'You, Caithleen, ' she said, looking directly at me, 'have won a scholarship.' I stood up and thanked her and all the girls clapped. She said that we wouldn't do much work that day as a celebration.
     'Where will she be going ?' Baba asked. She had put all the lilac in jam-jars and placed them in a dreary half-circle around the statue of the Blessed Virgin. The teacher said the name of the convent. It was at the other end of the county and there was no bus to it.
     Delia Sheehy asked me to write in her autograph album and I wrote something soppy. Then a little fold of paper was thrown up from behind, on to my desk. I opened it. It was from Baba. It read :
               I'm going there too in September. My father has it all fixed. I have my uniform got.
               Of course we're paying. It's nicer when you pay. You're a right-looking eejit(2).
               Baba

Edna O' Brien, The Country Girls, 1960

Edna O' Brien is an Irish novelist.

(1) plasticine : pâte à modeler
(2) eejit : idiote

Translate the following passage :

   'Our school is honoured,' she said and I felt myself beginning to blush.
   'You, Caithleen,' she said, looking directly at me, 'have won a scholarship.' I stood up and thanked her and all the girls clapped. She said that we wouldn't do much work that day as a celebration.

LE CORRIGÉ

Translate the following passage :

   "Our school is honoured," she said and I felt myself beginning to blush.
   "You, Caithleen," she said, looking directly at me, "have won a scholarship." I stood up and thanked her and all the girls clapped. She said that we wouldn't do much work that day as a celebration.

"Notre école est très honorée", dit-elle et je sentis que je commençais à rougir.
"Vous, Caithleen", dit-elle en me regardant droit dans les yeux, "vous avez obtenu une bourse."
Je me levai et la remerciai et toutes les jeunes filles applaudirent. Elle ajouta que nous ne travaillerions pas beaucoup ce jour-là, afin de fêter l'événement.

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