Ongula inene fikulimwe inakulu ya Vusi okwe mu ifana, “Vusi tambula ei eli u litwale kovadali voye. Ova hala okuninga oshikuki shefundula lamumwanyoko.”
Early one morning Vusi’s granny
called him, “Vusi, please take this
egg to your parents. They want to
make a large cake for your sister’s
wedding.”
Mondjila yokuya keumbo lovakulunhui vaye, Vusi okwa shakena noumati vavali tava likola oiimati. Okamati kamwe oka nyeka ko ei kuVusi ndele take li denge momuti. Ei ola tatauka po.
On his way to his parents, Vusi met
two boys picking fruit. One boy
grabbed the egg from Vusi and shot
it at a tree. The egg broke.
“Owa ninga ngahelipi ngaho?” Vusi ta kwena. “Ei olo ola li loshikuki. Oshikuki shefundula lomumwamemekadona. Mumwameme otaka tya ngahelipi ngeenge opa kala pehe na oshikuki shefundula?”
“What have you done?” cried Vusi.
“That egg was for a cake. The cake
was for my sister’s wedding. What
will my sister say if there is no
wedding cake?”
Oumati ovali ve uditile Vusi onghenda eshi va shinda Vusi. “Itatu dulu vali okuninga sha kombinga yoshikuki, ashike apa ope na odibo ei oyamumwanyoko e ke litwile ko,” Okamati kamwe osho ka ti. Vusi okwa twikila nolweendo laye.
The boys were sorry for teasing
Vusi.
“We can’t help with the cake, but
here is a walking stick for your
sister,” said one.
Vusi continued on his journey.
Mondjila okwa shakena mo novalumenhu vavali tava tungu onduda/eumbo. “Natu longife po koshiti shoye molwaashi osha kola?” Umwe osho a pula. Ashike oshiti kasha li sha kola nokutungifa nomolwaasho osha teka.
Along the way he met two men
building a house. “Can we use that
strong stick?” asked one.
But the stick was not strong enough
for building, and it broke.
“Omwa ninga ngahelipi ngaho?” Vusi ta kwena. “Oshiti osho osha li omaano amumwamemekadona. Ovalikoli voiimati ovo va pange oshiti osho shaashi va tatula po ei loshikuki. Oshikuki osha li shefundula lamumwamemekadona. Paife kape na ei, kape na oshikuki po, kape na omaano. Mumwameme ote ke shi tila ngahelipi?”
“What have you done?” cried Vusi.
“That stick was a gift for my sister.
The fruit pickers gave me the stick
because they broke the egg for the
cake. The cake was for my sister’s
wedding. Now there is no egg, no
cake, and no gift. What will my
sister say?”
Ovatungi okwa li va eta onghenda eshi va teya oshiti. “Katu na vali osho hatu dulu okuninga kombinga yoshikuki, ashike tambula omwiidi wokuuvilika u twaalele mumwanyoko,” Omulumenhu umwe osho a ti. Nopo nee Vusi okwa twikila olweendo laye.
The builders were sorry for breaking
the stick.
“We can’t help with the cake, but
here is some thatch for your sister,”
said one.
And so Vusi continued on his
journey.
Mondjila Vusi okwa shakena mo nomunahambo e na ongobe. “Omwiidi muwa ngahelipi ou, iho pe nge yo okamhumbulu? Ongobe tai pula.?” Ashike omwiidi owa li munyenye unene ndele ongobe tai u li po aushe!
Along the way, Vusi met a farmer
and a cow. “What delicious thatch,
can I have a nibble?” asked the cow.
But the thatch was so tasty that the
cow ate it all!
“Owa ninga nee ngahelipi ngaho?” Vusi osho a pula ta kwena. Omukuto oo owa li omaano amumwamemekadona. Nde u pewa kovatungi shaashi va teya po onhondje nde i pewa kovalikoli voiimati. Ovalikoli voiimati ove i pa nge shaashi va tatula ei la li loshikuki shamumwamemekadona. Oshikuki osha li shefundula yamumamemekadona. Paife kape na ei, kape na oshikuki shefundula lomumwamemekadona po kape na omaano. Mumwamememekadona ote ke shi tila ngahelipi?”
“What have you done?” cried Vusi.
“That thatch was a gift for my
sister. The builders gave me the
thatch because they broke the stick
from the fruit pickers. The fruit
pickers gave me the stick because
they broke the egg for my sister’s
cake. The cake was for my sister’s
wedding. Now there is no egg, no
cake, and no gift. What will my
sister say?”
Ongobe oya li i udite onghenda eshi ya kwatwa koufukedi. Omunahambo okwa dimina opo Vusi a ye nongobe ongomaano omumwainakadona. Vusi okwa ya komesho nolweendo laye.
The cow was sorry she was greedy.
The farmer agreed that the cow
could go with Vusi as a gift for his
sister. And so Vusi carried on.
Pefimbo ouvalelo tau liwa ongobe oya faduka po ya shuna komunahambo. Vusi okwa puka ondjila molweendo laye. Okwa fika a tokelwa koshivilohombolo shomumwaikadona. Okwa hanga ovaenda voshivilo tava li nale nokuli.
But the cow ran back to the farmer
at supper time.
And Vusi got lost on his journey.
He arrived very late for his sister’s
wedding. The guests were already
eating.
“Nandi ninge ngahelipi?” Vusi osho e lipula nenyeme. “Ongobe inya ya faduka po oyo ya li omaano, ya ya ponhele yomukuto ou nda pelwe kovatungi. Ovatungi ova pele nge omukuto shaashi vali va teya onhondje nde i pelwe kovalikoli voiimati. Ovalikoli voiimati ova pele nge onhondje shaashi va tatulile ei loku ka ninga oshikuki. Oshikuki osha li shoshivilohombolo. Paife ngaha ei kali po, kape na oshikuki po kape na omaano.”
“What shall I do?” cried Vusi.
“The cow that ran away was a gift,
in return for the thatch the builders
gave me. The builders gave me the
thatch because they broke the stick
from the fruit pickers. The fruit
pickers gave me the stick because
they broke the egg for the cake.
The cake was for the wedding. Now
there is no egg, no cake, and no
gift.”
Omumwainakadona waVusi okwa diladila moule ndele ta ti,, “Vusi mumwameme, ame nghi na ko na sha unene nomaano. Ame nghi na yo noshikuki! Atushe otwa hangana apa, ame ondi yadi ehafo. Paife inda u ka djale oikutu yoye yoshivilo ndele hatu tyapula efiku eli!”naVusi osho a ninga.
Vusi’s sister thought for a while,
then she said,
“Vusi my brother, I don’t really care
about gifts. I don’t even care about
the cake! We are all here together, I
am happy. Now put on your smart
clothes and let’s celebrate this
day!”
And so that’s what Vusi did.
