Diyuwa dimweya nawe gha kashimbire mbuyo dhodhingi.
One day, mama got a lot of fruit.
” Ruvedhe munye shomu dhitupe edhi mbuyo?” Twepurire. “Ñanyi tudhi wane runguro ,” gha huthire nawe.
“When can we have some fruit?” we ask.
“We will have the fruit tonight,” says mama.
Minange ghomukafumughana Rahim ne kahoma. Gha yerekire mbuyo dhodhiheya. Aye kudya mbuyo dhodhingi.
My brother Rahim is greedy. He tastes all the fruit. He eats a lot of it.
“Mumone eyi ghana tendi Rahim!” gha kughererire minange ghomumbiru ghomukafumughana. ” Rahim ne ghurughuru no dihuna, ” nahuthire.
“Look at what Rahim did!” shouts my little brother.
“Rahim is naughty and selfish,” I say.
Nawe gha tokotire na Rahim.
Mother is angry with Rahim.
Natwe karo thikadyo tuna tokota na Rahim. Ene Rahim mbadi ghana kuromba mathiyerero.
We are also angry with Rahim. But Rahim is not sorry.
” Mbadi shomu mupe mahumbithe Rahim?” ghepurire minange ghomumbiru ghomukafumughana.
“Aren’t you going to punish Rahim?” asks little brother.
” Rahim, tambatamba ghukwere,” gha mu konekithire nawe.
“Rahim, soon you will be sorry,” warns mama.
Rahim gha tangire kuyuva tjitju.
Rahim starts to feel sick.
“Tjitju mudipumba dyange.” gha hohotire Rahim.
“My tummy is so sore,” whispers Rahim.
Nawe gha yi dimukire eshi ñanyi yimuhokokere yo kemo. Mbuyo kuna kumuhumbitha Rahim.
Mama knew this would happen. The fruit is punishing Rahim!
Munyima Rahim gha rombire mathiyerero kwawakadiko dyendi. ” Mbadi mboni kara kahoma karo,” gha kuruperithire. No twaheya twayi tawire eyi gha ghambire.
Later, Rahim says sorry to us. “I will never be so greedy again,” he promises.
And we all believe him.