Tom okwa humbata oshihumbatelo shomabanana a pya.
Tom carries a tray of ripe bananas.
Tom oha ka landifa omabanana komalandifilo.
Tom goes to the market to sell bananas.
Ovanhu pomalandifilo otava lande oiimati.
People at the market are buying fruit.
Ashike kapa li nande oumwe ta lande omabanana a Tom. Ova hoolala okulanda kovakulukadi.
But no one is buying
Tom’s bananas.
They prefer to buy fruit from women.
“Momudingonoko wetu, ovakulukadi ovo aveke hava landifa oiimati” vamwe osho va ti. “Omulumenhu washike ta landifa oiimati?” vamwe yo tava pula.
“In our community, only women sell fruit,” people say. “What kind of a man is this?” people ask.
Ashike Tom ina teka nande omukumo. Ta ingida, “Landa omabanana ange! Landa omabanana ange a pya nawa omulyo kamana!”
But Tom does not give up.
He calls, “Buy my bananas!
Buy my sweet ripe bananas!”
Omukulukadi umwe okwa kufa mo okapandi komabanana moshihumbatelo. Okwa konakona nawa omabanana.
One woman picks up a bunch of bananas from the tray.
She looks at the bananas carefully.
Omukulukadi okwa landa omabanana.
The woman buys the bananas.
Ovanhu vahapu ove uya kokatala. Ova landa omabanana kuTom ndele tave a li po.
More people come to the stall.
They buy Tom’s bananas and eat them.
Meni lefimbo lixupi oshihumbatelo osha pwa nale nokuli. Tom okwa tameka okuvalula oimaliwa yaye ei a mona mo.
Soon, the tray is empty.
Tom counts the money he earned.
Konima, Tom okwa landa ofewa, osuuka nomboloto. Okwa tula oinima aishe moshihumbatelo.
Then Tom buys soap, sugar, and bread.
He puts the things in his tray.
Tom okwa ya keumbo a humbata oshihumbatelo komutwe e shi efela ko.
Tom balances the tray on his head and goes home.
