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One day, mama got a lot of fruit.
فِي أحَدِ اَلأيَّامِ حَصَلَتْ مَامَا عَلَى اَلكَثِيرِ مِنَ الفَواكِهَ.
“When can we have some fruit?” we ask.
“We will have the fruit tonight,” says mama.
سَأَلْنَاهَا: “مَتى يُمْكِنُنا أّن نَأخُذَ القَليلَ مِنَها؟”
أَجَابَتْ: “سَنَأكُلُ الفَوَاكِهَ في المَسَاءِ”.
My brother Rahim is greedy. He tastes all the fruit. He eats a lot of it.
أَخِي رَهِيمْ كَانَ طَمَّاعًا، تَذَوَّقَ كُلَّ الفَواكِهِ، وَأَكَلَ الكَثِيرَ مِنْهَا.
“Look at what Rahim did!” shouts my little brother.
“Rahim is naughty and selfish,” I say.
صَرَخَ أَخي الصَّغِيرُ: “انْظُرْ مَاذَا فَعَلَ رَهِيمْ”!
أَمَّا أَنَا فَقُلتُ: “رَهِيمْ غَيْرُ مُحْتَرَمٍ وَأَنَانِيٌّ”.
Mother is angry with Rahim.
غَضِبَتْ مَامَا مِنْ رَهِيمْ.
We are also angry with Rahim. But Rahim is not sorry.
وَنَحْنُ أَيْضًا غَضِبْنَا مِنْ رَهِيمْ ولَكِنَّهُ لَمْ يَعْتَذِرْ.
“Aren’t you going to punish Rahim?” asks little brother.
سَأَلَ أَخِي الصَّغِيرُ: “أَلَنْ تُعَاقِبِي رَهِيمْ؟”
“Rahim, soon you will be sorry,” warns mama.
حَذَّرَتْ مَامَا رَهِيمْ فَقَاَلتْ: “عَلَيْكَ أَنْ تَعْتَذِرَ حَالَّا”.
Rahim starts to feel sick.
بَدَأَ رَهِيمْ بِالشُّعُورِ بِالمَرَضِ.
“My tummy is so sore,” whispers Rahim.
هَمَسَ رَهِيمْ: “مَعِدَتِي تُؤْلِمُنِي”.
Mama knew this would happen. The fruit is punishing Rahim!
عَرَفَتْ مَامَا مَاذَا حَصَلَ: “إنَّ الفَوَاكِهَ عَاقَبَتْ رَهِيمْ”!
Later, Rahim says sorry to us. “I will never be so greedy again,” he promises.
And we all believe him.
أَخِيرًا اِعْتَذَرَ رَهِيمْ فَقَالَ لَنَا: “لَنْ أَكُونَ طَمَّاعاً بَعْدَ اليَوْمِ”.
كُتِب بواسطة: Adelheid Marie Bwire
رسمة بواسطة: Melany Pietersen
قرأه: Darshan Soni
