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Zamab ge a kai
Zama is great!
Michael Oguttu
Vusi Malindi
Mattheus Goraseb
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Ti ǃgâsarob ge kaixuse ra ǁom.
My little brother sleeps
very late.
I wake early, because I
am great!
Ti ta ge soresa ra ǃnareta.
I am the one who lets in
the sun.
Ti îs ge ra mî, ti ta ge koma ǁîs di ǁgoaǀamirota, ti.
“You’re my morning
star,” says Ma.
Hoa ǁgoade ta ra aitsama ǁāsen, hui-e ta ǂhâba tama hâ.
I wash myself, I don’t
need any help.
ǃKhaiǁgam hâ, ǂhoa sē hân ge ǁaes tsîna ta hî tama xūna.
I can cope with cold
water and blue smelly
soap.
“Xawe ǁgûde tâ ǀuru”, tis ra mamasa ǂâiǂâi ǃnâ te.
Ma reminds, “Don’t
forget teeth.”
I reply, “Never, not
me!”
ǁasen toa ta kara, o ta ge ti ǁnaob tsî mâǂkhams hâra ra tawede ǁnāxu.
After washing, I greet
Grandpa and Auntie,
and wish them a good
day.
Sao rase ta ra ǂgaeǂgāsen.
Then I dress myself,
“I’m big now Ma,” I say.
Tita ge ti kunubede aitsama ra ǂganam tsî ti ǁharode aisama ra ǃgae.
I can close my buttons
and buckle my shoes.
Tita ge ra ti ǃgâsaroba ra ǂâiǂâiǃnâ, mâ ǁguiǂamdeb go skola māǂui.
And I make sure little
brother knows all the
school news.
ǃGūs ǃnâ ra mâhe ǁguiǂamde ta ra dīǀoaǀoa.
In class I do my best in
every way.
Nē ǃgâi xūn hoana ta ge tsekorobe ra dī.
I do all these good
things every day.
But the thing I like
most, is to play and
play!
Written by: Michael Oguttu
Illustrated by: Vusi Malindi
Translated by: Mattheus Goraseb