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.”
Fried bot briev, di likl gyal pikni go niera tu di uman. “Wi afi kip ar wid wi,” di likl gyal pikni piipl dem se. “We a go kip ar an di pikni sief.”
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.
Evribadi staat kos. “Wi se wi wuda kip mada an pikni sief, an a dat wi a go du,” som a dem se. “Bot dem a go bring bad lok!” som se.
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.
Nou, ef di pikni did stie a di siem likl saiz, evriting wuda difrant. Bot di dangki pikni gruo an gruo so til im kudn fit pan im mada bak no muor. An no mata ou aad im chrai, im kudn biyiev laik a yuuman biin. Im mada di taiyad aal di taim an no nuo we fi du. Somtaim shi mek im du animal wok.
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.
Ignarans an beksieshan bil op ina di Dangki. Im kudn du dis an im kudn du dat. Im kudn bi laik dis an im kudn bi laik dat. Im get so opset das, wan die, im kik dong im uona mada pan di grong.
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.
Bai taim im stap ron, a did nait, an Dangki did laas. “Iihn aahn?” im bieli se ina di daak. “Iihn aahn?” it eko bak. Im did bai imself. Im korl op ina wahn tait baal, an jrap ina a diip an taamentin sliip.
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.
Dangki go an go stie wid di uol man, uu tiich im nof difrant wie fi liv. Dangki lisn an lorn, an di uol man lisn an lorn tu. Dem elp wan aneda, an dem laaf tugeda.
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.
Di dangki pikni an im mada gruo tugeda an fain uol iip a wie fi liv wid wan aneda. Afta a wail, ada fambili staat fi liv roun dem.
