Ahh! Umma uze
neenthelo.
One day, mama got a lot of fruit.
Mina ngilambile.
Umma uzosipha nini
iinthelo lezi?
“When can we have some fruit?” we ask.
“We will have the fruit tonight,” says mama.
Hlam, hlam, hlam!
Mnandi!
My brother Rahim is greedy. He tastes all the fruit. He eats a lot of it.
“Ngubani odle
iinthelo?” kubuza
uSana.
“UThemba akakalungi,”
kukhuluma uThembi.
“Look at what Rahim did!” shouts my little brother.
“Rahim is naughty and selfish,” I say.
Umma ukwatile.
Mother is angry with Rahim.
“Themba, ngubani odle
iinthelo?”
We are also angry with Rahim. But Rahim is not sorry.
Mma uThemba udle
iinthelo zoke, ibhanana,
ipenapula, ipiyere,
umengo.
“Aren’t you going to punish Rahim?” asks little brother.
Themba kubayini
ungabawi.
Linthelo
bezingakahlanzeki.
“Rahim, soon you will be sorry,” warns mama.
Ngiyajuluka.
Rahim starts to feel sick.
Mma amathumbu wami
abuhlungu.
“My tummy is so sore,” whispers Rahim.
Ngizwa ubuhlungu.
Mama knew this would happen. The fruit is punishing Rahim!
Siyakulibalela Themba.
Zifundise ukubawa
njalo.
Later, Rahim says sorry to us. “I will never be so greedy again,” he promises.
And we all believe him.
Adelheid Marie Bwire
Melany Pietersen
William Jiyana
isiNdebele
Level 2
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