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Ang mga saging ni Lola Grandma's bananas Los plátanos de mi abuela

Written by Ursula Nafula

Illustrated by Catherine Groenewald

Translated by Karla Comanda

Read by La Trinidad Mina

Language Tagalog

Level Level 4

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Puno ng batad, dawa, at kamoteng-kahoy ang kahanga-hangang hardin ni Lola. Pero natatangi ang kanyang mga saging. Hindi man niya ito sabihin, alam kong ako ang paboritong apo ni Lola kahit na marami siyang apo. Madalas niya akong inaanyayahan sa kanyang buhay. Marami siyang ibinihaging maliliit na sikreto sa akin. Pero mayroon siyang isang sikretong hindi ibinahagi sa akin: kung saan siya nagpapahinog ng mga saging.

Grandma’s garden was wonderful, full of sorghum, millet, and cassava. But best of all were the bananas. Although Grandma had many grandchildren, I secretly knew that I was her favourite. She invited me often to her house. She also told me little secrets. But there was one secret she did not share with me: where she ripened bananas.

El huerto de mi abuela era maravilloso y tenía mucho sorgo, mijo y yuca. Pero lo mejor de todo eran los plátanos. Aunque mi abuela tenía muchos nietos, yo, en secreto, sabía que era su favorita. Me invitaba a su casa muy a menudo. También me contaba muchos secretos. Pero había un secreto que nunca me contó: el lugar donde ella hacía madurar los plátanos.


Isang araw, may nakita akong dayaming basket na inaarawan sa labas ng bahay ni Lola. Nang tinanong ko siya kung para saan iyon, ang tanging sagot na nakuha ko ay, “Iyan ang aking mahiwagang basket.” Sa tabi ng basket ay mga dahon ng saging na paminsan-minsan ay binabaliktad ni lola. Nag-usisa ako. “Para saan ang mga dahon, Lola?” tanong ko. Ang tanging sagot na nakuha ko ay, “Iyan ang aking mga mahiwagang dahon.”

One day I saw a big straw basket placed in the sun outside Grandma’s house. When I asked what it was for, the only answer I got was, “It’s my magic basket.” Next to the basket, there were several banana leaves that Grandma turned from time to time. I was curious. “What are the leaves for, Grandma?” I asked. The only answer I got was, “They are my magic leaves.”

Un día vi un gran canasto de paja que estaba al sol, afuera de la casa de mi abuela. Cuando le pregunté para qué era, sólo me respondió: “Es mi canasto mágico”. Al lado del canasto, habían varias hojas de plátano que mi abuela volteaba de vez en cuando. Yo sentí curiosidad. “¿Para qué son las hojas, abuela?” le pregunté. Ella sólo me respondió: “Son mis hojas mágicas”.


Nakakawiling panoorin si Lola, ang mga saging, ang mga dahon nito, at ang malaking dayaming basket. Pero may ipinabilin sa akin si Lola para kay Nanay. “Lola, sige na ho, hayaan ninyo ho akong panoorin kayong maghanda…” “Huwag matigas ang ulo, apo, gawin mo na lang ang sinabi ko,” pilit niya. Tumakbo ako paalis.

It was so interesting watching Grandma, the bananas, the banana leaves and the big straw basket. But Grandma sent me off to my mother on an errand. “Grandma, please, let me watch as you prepare…” “Don’t be stubborn, child, do as you are told,” she insisted. I took off running.

Me pareció muy interesante observar a mi abuela, los plátanos, las hojas de plátano y al gran canasto de paja. Pero mi abuela me ordenó que fuera donde mi madre a hacer un mandado. “Abuela, por favor, déjame mirar cómo preparas…” “No seas testaruda, niña, haz lo que te digo,” insistió. Me fui corriendo.


Nang bumalik ako, nakaupo si Lola sa labas pero wala ang basket o ang mga saging. “Lola, nasaan po ang basket, ang mga saging, at nasaan po ang…” Pero ang tanging sagot niya ay, “Nandoon sa aking mahiwagang taguan.” Nalungkot ako!

When I returned, Grandma was sitting outside but with neither the basket nor the bananas. “Grandma, where is the basket, where are all the bananas, and where…” But the only answer I got was, “They are in my magic place.” It was so disappointing!

Cuando regresé, mi abuela estaba sentada afuera pero no tenía el canasto ni los plátanos. “Abuela, ¿dónde está el canasto, dónde están todos los plátanos, y dónde…?” pero solamente me respondió, “Están en mi lugar mágico.” ¡Fue muy decepcionante!


Makalipas ang dalawang araw, inutusan ako ni Lola na kunin ang kanyang tungkod mula sa kanyang silid-tulugan. Bumungad sa akin ang mabangong amoy ng mga nahihinog na saging sa oras na buksan ko ang pinto. Sa looban nito ay ang malaki at mahiwagang dayaming basket ni Lola. Nakatago ito sa isang lumang kumot. Iniangat ko ito at sininghot ang mabangong amoy nito.

Two days later, Grandma sent me to fetch her walking stick from her bedroom. As soon as I opened the door, I was welcomed by the strong smell of ripening bananas. In the inner room was grandma’s big magic straw basket. It was well hidden by an old blanket. I lifted it and sniffed that glorious smell.

Dos días más tarde, mi abuela me envió a su habitación a buscar su bastón. Apenas abrí la puerta, sentí el fuerte aroma de los plátanos madurando. Dentro de la habitación estaba el gran canasto mágico de paja de mi abuela. Estaba bien escondido bajo una vieja manta. La levanté y olí ese glorioso aroma.


Ginulantang ako ng boses ni Lola nang tumawag siya, “Ano’ng ginagawa mo? Dalian mo na’t kunin ang aking tungkod.” Dali-dali kong dinala ang kanyang tungkod. “Ano’ng nginingiti mo diyan?” tanong ni Lola. Napagtanto ko sa kanyang tanong na nakangiti pa rin ako dahil sa pagkakatuklas ko sa kanyang mahiwagang taguan.

Grandma’s voice startled me when she called, “What are you doing? Hurry up and bring me the stick.” I hurried out with her walking stick. “What are you smiling about?” Grandma asked. Her question made me realise that I was still smiling at the discovery of her magic place.

Me asusté cuando escuché que mi abuela me llamaba, “¿Qué estás haciendo? Apúrate y tráeme mi bastón.” Me apresuré en llevarle su bastón. “¿Por qué sonríes?” me preguntó mi abuela. Su pregunta me hizo darme cuenta de que yo todavía estaba sonriendo por haber descubierto su lugar mágico.


Sumunod na araw, nang dumalaw si Lola kay Nanay, nagmadali akong pumunta sa kanyang bahay para tingnan ulit ang mga saging. Mayroong isang kumpol na napakahinog. Kumuha ako ng isa at itinago ito sa aking bestida. Matapos takpan ang basket, nagtungo ako sa likod ng bahay at kinain ito. Iyon ang pinakamatamis na saging na aking natikman.

The following day when grandma came to visit my mother, I rushed to her house to check the bananas once more. There was a bunch of very ripe ones. I picked one and hid it in my dress. After covering the basket again, I went behind the house and quickly ate it. It was the sweetest banana I had ever tasted.

Al día siguiente, mi abuela vino a visitar a mi madre. En ese momento, corrí a su casa a revisar los plátanos otra vez. Había un montón de plátanos muy maduros. Cogí uno y lo escondí en mi vestido. Después de volver a cubrir el canasto, fui detrás de la casa y me lo comí rápidamente. Era el plátano más dulce que me había comido en toda mi vida.


Kinabukasan, nang namimitas ng gulay si Lola sa bakuran, pumuslit ako sa kuwarto at sinilip ang mga saging. Hindi ko mapigilan ang sarili ko na kumupit ng isang kumpol ng apat na saging. Habang lumalakad ako ng patiyad palabas ng pinto, narinig ko ang ubo ni Lola sa labas. Itinago ko ang mga saging habang naglalakad, hanggang sa malampasan ko siya.

The following day, when grandma was in the garden picking vegetables, I sneaked in and peered at the bananas. Nearly all were ripe. I couldn’t help taking a bunch of four. As I tiptoed towards the door, I heard grandma coughing outside. I just managed to hide the bananas under my dress and walked past her.

Al día siguiente, cuando mi abuela estaba en su huerta recolectando vegetales, entré a su casa hurtadillas y revisé los plátanos. Casi todos estaban maduros. No pude evitar coger cuatro. Mientras caminaba de puntitas hacia la salida, escuché a mi abuela toser afuera. Logré esconder los plátanos bajo mi vestido y pasé caminando al lado de ella.


Maagang gumising si Lola kinabukasan para magtinda sa palengke. Lagi niyang dala ang mga hinog na saging at kamoteng-kahoy para itinda doon. Hindi ako nagmadaling dalawin siya noong araw na iyon. Pero hindi ko na siya maaaring iwasan pa.

The following day was market day. Grandma woke up early. She always took ripe bananas and cassava to sell at the market. I did not hurry to visit her that day. But I could not avoid her for long.

El día siguiente era día de mercado. Mi abuela se despertó temprano. Ella siempre tomaba los plátanos maduros y la yuca para venderlos en el mercado. Ese día no me apresuré en ir a visitarla. Pero no pude evitarla por mucho tiempo.


Kinagabihan, tinawag ako ni Nanay, Tatay, at ni Lola. Alam ko kung bakit. Sa pagtulog ko, alam kong hindi na ako magnanakaw muli, hindi kay Lola, hindi sa aking mga magulang, at siguradong hindi kaninuman.

Later that evening I was called by my mother and father, and Grandma. I knew why. That night as I lay down to sleep, I knew I could never steal again, not from grandma, not from my parents, and certainly not from anyone else.

Más tarde esa noche, me llamaron mi madre, padre y abuela. Yo sabía por qué. Me fui a dormir habiendo aprendido que no podía volver a robar nunca más, ni a mi abuela, ni a mis padres, ni a nadie más.


Written by: Ursula Nafula
Illustrated by: Catherine Groenewald
Translated by: Karla Comanda
Read by: La Trinidad Mina
Language: Tagalog
Level: Level 4
Source: Grandma's bananas from African Storybook
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