Sakima atwamine navisemi jenyi na yaya yenyi wapwevo wamyaka ya yiwana. Vatwamine ha livu lya lunga wakupita. Zuvo yavo ya Mwila yapwile kwakumina mitondo.
Sakima lived with his parents and his four year old sister.
They lived on a rich man’s land.
Their grass-thatched hut was at the end of a row of trees.
Sakima did many things that other six year old boys did not do.
For example, he could sit with older members of the village and discuss important matters.
Visemi ja sakami vazachilenga hazuvo ya lunga wuze waluheto. Vafuminenga hembo chimenemene nakukinduluka kuchingoloshi. Sakima vamuselenga na songo yenyi wapwevo.
The parents of Sakima worked at the rich man’s house.
They left home early in the morning and returned late in the evening.
Sakima was left with his little sister.
Sakima azangile kwimba myaso. Likumbi limwe mama yenyi amuhulishile, “wechi kutangila kulihi eyi myaso sakima?”
Sakima loved to sing songs.
One day his mother asked him, “Where do you learn these songs from, Sakima?”
Sakima liked to sing for his little sister, especially, if she felt hungry.
His sister would listen to him singing his favourite song.
She would sway to the soothing tune.
“I can sing for him. He might be happy again,” Sakima told his parents.
But his parents dismissed him.
“He is very rich. You are only a blind boy. Do you think your song will help him?”
However, Sakima did not give up.
His little sister supported him.
She said, “Sakima’s songs soothe me when I am hungry. They will soothe the rich man too.”
Likumbi lya kavanga, sakima ahulishile songo yenyi wapwevo kumutetekela kuzuvo ya lihando.
The following day, Sakima asked his little sister to lead him to the rich man’s house.
Emanyine mwishi ya windo yimwe nakuputuka kwimba mwaso wenyi azangile chikuma. Chakuhona kwenyeka lola, mutwe wa lihando ndo waputukile kusoloka ha windo.
He stood below one big window and began to sing his favourite song.
Slowly, the head of the rich man began to show through the big window.
Vakakuzata vechele vize vapwilenga nakulinga. Vevwilile ku mwaso wa mwaza wa sakami. Unonyi lunga wumwe ahanjikile ngwenyi, “Wawuchi nakwanyisa kumukokweza owu lihando do, Wunonyi owu kapuputa wa mwana walunga nakushinganyeka ngwenyi nahase kumukokweza?”
The workers stopped what they were doing. They listened to Sakima’s beautiful song.
But one man said, “Nobody has been able to console the boss. Does this blind boy think he will console him?”
The rich man was so happy to see his son again.
He rewarded Sakima for consoling him.
He took his son and Sakima to hospital so Sakima could regain his sight.
