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Ukukandwa
Punishment
Adelheid Marie Bwire
Melany Pietersen
Joseph Mwansa
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Ubushiku bumo bamaayo balikwete ifisabo ifingi.
One day, mama got a lot of fruit.
Twaipusha ati, “Ni nshitanshi twalalyapo ifitwalo?” Bamaayo abati, “Tuleelya ifitwalo ubushiku.”
“When can we have some fruit?” we ask.
“We will have the fruit tonight,” says mama.
Ndume yandi Rahim alifunuka. Alyako ku fitwalo fyonse. Aalya ifingi.
My brother Rahim is greedy. He tastes all the fruit. He eats a lot of it.
“Moneni ifyo Rahim acitile,” efyapundile kandume yandi. Nayasuka nati, “Rahim toomfwa kabili aliitemwa.”
“Look at what Rahim did!” shouts my little brother.
“Rahim is naughty and selfish,” I say.
Bamaayo naabamufulilwa saana Rahim.
Mother is angry with Rahim.
Na ifwe bonse naatumufulilwa Rahim. Nomba Rahim tasakamene.
We are also angry with Rahim. But Rahim is not sorry.
Akaice kandi kaipusha akati, “Bushe tamwamukande Rahim?”
“Aren’t you going to punish Rahim?” asks little brother.
Bamaayo bamusoka ati, “Rahim caalakubipila nombaline.”
“Rahim, soon you will be sorry,” warns mama.
Rahim atampa ukuumfwa ukulwala.
Rahim starts to feel sick.
Rahim atootoosha ati, “Ulufumo lwandi lwalakalipa.”
“My tummy is so sore,” whispers Rahim.
Bamaayo baalishibe ukuti ifi efyali no kucitika. Ifitwalo filekanda Rahim.
Mama knew this would happen. The fruit is punishing Rahim!
Panuma, Rahim alomba ubwelelo kuli ifwe. Alaya ati, “Nshakafunuke na kabili.” Bonse twamusuminisha. Takabwekeshepo icimusango cakuitemwa.
Later, Rahim says sorry to us. “I will never be so greedy again,” he promises.
And we all believe him.
Written by: Adelheid Marie Bwire
Illustrated by: Melany Pietersen
Translated by: Joseph Mwansa
