Murumuna wange aryama atinze cyane. Byuka kare, kuvera ko mpambaye!
My little brother sleeps very late. I wake early, because I am great!
Ni ngewe ufungurira izuba.
I am the one who lets in the sun.
Mama aravuga, “uri inyenyeri y’igitondo.”
“You’re my morning star,” says Ma.
Ndiyoza, ntabufasha na buke nkenera.
I wash myself, I don’t need any help.
Nshobora kwihanganira amazi akonje n’isabune y’ubururu inuka.
I can cope with cold water and blue smelly soap.
Mama anyibutsa, “Ndiwibagirwe amenyo.” Nkasubiza, “Ntibishoboka, hoya ngewe!”
Ma reminds, “Don’t forget teeth.” I reply, “Never, not me!”
Nyuma yo yoga, nsuhuza sogokuru na masenge, nkanabifuriza umunsi mwiza.
After washing, I greet Grandpa and Auntie, and wish them a good day.
Hanyuma nkiyambika, nkavuga “Ndi munini /Narakuze ubu Ma.”
Then I dress myself, “I’m big now Ma,” I say.
Nshobora gufunga amapesu nkanafunga inkweto zange.
I can close my buttons and buckle my shoes.
Kandi menya ko murumuna wange azi inkuru zose z’ishuli.
And I make sure little brother knows all the school news.
Mu ishuli nkora cyane muri buri buryo bwose.
In class I do my best in every way.
Nkora ibi bintu byiza byose buri munsi. Ariko ikintu nkunda cyane ni ugukinda no gukina!
I do all these good things every day. But the thing I like most, is to play and play!
Michael Oguttu
Vusi Malindi
Patrick Munyurangabo
Kinyarwanda
Level 2
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