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هَذِهِ خَلَايْ.
عُمُرُهَا سَبْعُ سِنِينَ. مَعْنَى اِسْمِهَا “الشَّخْصُ الجَيِّدُ”.
يُدْعَى فِي لُغَتِهَا “لُوبُوكُوزُو”.
This is Khalai.
She is seven years old.
Her name means ‘the
good one’ in her
language, Lubukusu.
Khalai ni msichana mwenye umri wa miaka saba. Jina lake lina maana ya ‘aliye mzuri’ katika lugha yake ya Lubukusu.
تَسْتَيْقِظُ خَلَايْ كُلَّ صَبَاحٍ وَتَقُولُ لِشَجَرَةِ البُرْتُقَالِ: “أَرْجُوكِ يَا شَجَرَةَ البُرْتُقَالِ، اكْبَرِي، وَاعْطِنَا الكَثِيرَ مِنَ البُرْتُقَالِ الطًازَجِ”.
Khalai wakes up and
talks to the orange tree.
“Please orange tree,
grow big and give us
lots of ripe oranges.”
Khalai anaamka na kuongea na mmea mchanga wa Mchungwa, “Tafadhali mti wa Mchungwa, kua mkubwa uzae machungwa mengi mabivu.”
تَمْشِي خَلَايْ إِلَى المَدْرَسَةِ، وَفِي طَرِيقِهَا تَتَحَدَّثُ مَعَ الأَعْشَابِ.
“أَرْجُوكِ أَيَّتُهَا الأَعْشَابُ، اكْبَرِي وَابْقَيْ خَضْرَاءَ وَلَا تَجُفّيِ”.
Khalai walks to school.
On the way she talks to
the grass. “Please
grass, grow greener
and don’t dry up.”
Khalai anaenda shuleni na njiani anaongea na Nyasi, “Tafadhali Nyasi, kua kijani zaidi na zaidi na wala usikauke.”
تَمُرُّ خَلَايْ أَمَامَ الأَزْهَارِ البَرِّيَّةِ.
“أَرْجُوكِ أَيَّتُهَا الأَزْهَارُ، اِبْقَيْ مُزْهِرَةً لِأَسْتَطِيعَ أَنْ أَضَعَكِ فَوْقَ شَعْرِي”.
Khalai passes wild
flowers. “Please
flowers, keep blooming
so I can put you in my
hair.”
Khalai anayapita Maua ya mwituni na kusema, “Tafadhali Maua, endelea kunawiri ili niweze kukuweka kwenye nywele zangu.”
فِي المَدْرَسِةِ، تَتَحَدَّثُ خَلَايْ مَعَ الشَّجَرَةِ التِي فِي مُنْتَصَفِ المَبْنَى.
“أَرْجُوكِ أَيَتُهَا اَلشَّجَرَةُ، مُدِّي أَغْصانَكِ الكَبيرَةَ لِنَسْتَطيعَ اَلقِراءَةَ تَحْتَ ظِلِكِ”.
At school, Khalai talks
to the tree in the
middle of the
compound. “Please
tree, put out big
branches so we can
read under your shade.”
Akiwa shuleni, Khalai anazunguumza na Mti ulioko katikati ya shule, “Tafadhali Mti, toa matawi makubwa ili tusome chini ya kivuli chako.”
تَتَحَدَثُ خَلَايْ مَع اَلشُّجيراتِ الصَّغيرَةِ.
“أَرجوكِ، اِكْبَري وَكُونِي قَويَّةً لِتَمْنَعِي الأَشْخَاصَ السيِّئينَ مِنَ اَلدُخُولِ”.
Khalai talks to the
hedge around her school.
“Please grow strong
and stop bad people
from coming in.”
Khalai anazunguumza na ua unaoizingira shule yake, “Tafadhali ua, kuwa mwenye nguvu ili uzuie shule yetu kutokana na watu wabaya.”
عِنْدَمَا تَعَودُ خَلَايْ إِلَى البَيْتِ، تَزُورُ شَجَرَةَ اَلبُرتُقالِ، وتَسْأَلُهَا: “أَلَمْ يُصْبِحْ بُرْتُقَالِكِ طَازَجًا بَعْدُ؟”
When Khalai returns
home from school, she
visits the orange tree.
“Are your oranges ripe
yet?” asks Khalai.
Anaporudi nyumbani alasiri, Khalai anautembelea mti wa Mchungwa kuangalia kama machungwa yameiva.
تَتَنَهَّدُ خَلَايْ: “اَلبُرْتُقالُ لَازَالَ أَخْضَراً”.
ثُمَّ تَقُولُ: “سَوفَ أَرَاكِ يَا شَجَرَةَ اَلبُرْتُقالَ غَداً، بَعْدَهَا رُبَّمَا سَيكُونُ لَدَيْكِ بُرْتُقالاً طَازَجاً لِي”.
“The oranges are still
green,” sighs Khalai.
“I will see you tomorrow
orange tree,” says
Khalai. “Perhaps then
you will have a ripe
orange for me!”
“Machungwa bado mabichi,” Khalai anashusha pumzi. “Nitakuona kesho, we mti wa machungwa. Labda utanipa chungwa bivu wakati huo.”
Written by: Ursula Nafula
Illustrated by: Jesse Pietersen
Translated by: Heba Tesheh, Maaouia Haj Mabrouk
Read by: Mashael Muhanna
