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Arai ikoku niici ng’esi ni eking’aren eng’olikini ibore nikiumokina anikalonan.
It was a little girl who first saw the mysterious shape in the distance.
Aapunet aibore kang’ini, king’olik atamar kwa ibore aberu na adolit.
As the shape moved closer, she saw that it was a heavily pregnant woman.
Tokurianite toos dae, abu ikoku niici kurudar diye beru.
“Echamikina ngon kiminio ngesi,” totiakut ng’itunga aikoku aniici. “Kiwakini ng’on ng’esi ka ikekoku niajokon.”
Shy but brave, the little girl moved nearer to the woman.
“We must keep her with us,” the little girl’s people decided. “We’ll keep her and her child safe.”
The child was soon on its way.
“Push!”
“Bring blankets!”
“Water!”
“Puuuuussssshhh!!!”
Ani ing’olikinete ikoku, toporo ngi’tunga daang ka ebuloi.
“Esikiria a?!”
But when they saw the baby, everyone jumped back in shock.
“A donkey?!”
Topegakin kec.
“Kibaa ta kiwakini ikoku ka itokieng niajokon, ibore boca kisubakini kona ng’esi ng’ini,” tolimut ng’ice.
“Kiinunete ng’on ekeny lo aronon!” tamasi ng’ice neni.
Everyone began to argue.
“We said we would keep mother and child safe, and that’s what we’ll do,” said some.
“But they will bring us bad luck!” said others.
Abu aberu kidong arai ng’esi bon nabo.
Tong’opik ibore esubakinia ikoku niliwo en.
Tong’opik ibore esubakinor tani ng’esi elope.
And so the woman found herself alone again.
She wondered what to do with this awkward child.
She wondered what to do with herself.
Kang’una daang abu ng’esi boca tocam atamar ikeng nyikoku na arai ng’esi itokieng.
But finally she had to accept that he was her child and she was his mother.
Kong’ina, ani kidong ikoku ikoni neni, edit, egelaner ibore daang. Abu ikoku ikaku sikiria topol jik kaleng akaku aitokieng.
Alo rotin ka daang alu etetemi ng’esi abu tokuruwor araun itwaan. Kiyalolong itokieng takadanakin. Ace pak nak itokieng ng’esi etic lo erai eka ng’ibaren.
Now, if the child had stayed that same, small size, everything might have been different. But the donkey child grew and grew until he could no longer fit on his mother’s back.
And no matter how hard he tried, he could not behave like a human being. His mother was often tired and frustrated. Sometimes she made him do work meant for animals.
Abu ikoku sikiria tong’opik akiroit na arai akeng, tong’opikis nasubakina.
Akwaar apei, abu tong’oo lokojokon topet itokieng tocakak nalup.
Confusion and anger built up inside Donkey. He couldn’t do this and he couldn’t do that. He couldn’t be like this and he couldn’t be like that.
He became so angry that, one day, he kicked his mother to the ground.
Abu esikiria kuruma ng’ileec. Kitikirak lokojokon.
Donkey was filled with shame. He started to run away as far and fast as he could.
Ani akiyang’akinet, abu towar na tocakara esikiria.
Toruk ana ribu ebala, “Hee haw?”
Tobong’ok ng’esi etoil keng nabo, ebala, “Hee haw.” Kotere arai ng’esi bon.
Tolugurukin ng’esi lopit epira, ka ajotoor ng’aju nakationok.
By the time he stopped running, it was night, and Donkey was lost.
“Hee haw?” he whispered to the darkness.
“Hee Haw?” it echoed back. He was alone.
Curling himself into a tight ball, he fell into a deep and troubled sleep.
Anyounet keng torukau itwaan nitigela ekenyikinit ng’esi. Tokenyikinos ka ekasukout lo alakara ni keng.
Donkey woke up to find a strange old man staring down at him. He looked into the old man’s eyes and started to feel a twinkle of hope.
Apoyu kirukosi ka ekasukout lo eteyeni ng’esi ng’rotin luyeret long’ela ng’elae.
Apotu keci topupokin anakuroit kadaang, king’aranakin ka akien ka apei.
Donkey went to stay with the old man, who taught him many different ways to survive.
Donkey listened and learned, and so did the old man. They helped each other, and they laughed together.
Ataparac apei ekasukout logo tolimok esikiria atamaa kiwokoe kidiama emoru.
One morning, the old man asked Donkey to carry him to the top of a mountain.
Donkey found his mother, alone and mourning her lost child. They stared at each other for a long time.
And then hugged each other very hard.
Toloma esikiria ka itokieng niajokon alakara.
The donkey child and his mother have grown together and found many ways of living side by side.
Slowly, all around them, other families have started to settle.
