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Punishment
Punishment
ˈpənɪʃmənt
Adelheid Marie Bwire
Melany Pietersen
Darshan Soni
One day, mama got a lot of fruit.
One day, mama got a lot of fruit.
ˈwən ˈdeɪ ˈmɑmə ˈɡɑt ˈeɪ
ˈɫɑt ˈəv ˈfɹut
“When can we have some fruit?” we ask.
“We will have the fruit tonight,” says mama.
“When can we have some fruit?” we ask.
“We will have the fruit tonight,” says mama.
ˈhwɛn ˈkæn ˈwi ˈhæv
ˈsəm ˈfɹut ˈwi ˈæsk
ˈwi ˈwɪɫ ˈit ˈðə ˈfɹut
təˈnaɪt ˈsɛz ˈmɑmə
My brother Rahim is greedy. He tastes all the fruit. He eats a lot of it.
My brother Rahim is greedy. He tastes all the fruit. He eats a lot of it.
ˈmaɪ ˈbɹəðɝ ɹəˈhim ˈɪz
ˈɡɹidi ˈhi ˈteɪsts ˈɔɫ ˈðə
ˈfɹut ˈhi ˈits ˈeɪ ˈɫɑt ˈəv ˈɪt
“Look at what Rahim did!” shouts my little brother.
“Rahim is naughty and selfish,” I say.
“Look at what Rahim did!” shouts my little brother.
“Rahim is naughty and selfish,” I say.
ˈɫʊk ˈæt ˈhwət ɹəˈhim
ˈdɪd ˈʃaʊts ˈmaɪ ˈɫɪtəɫ
ˈbɹəðɝ ɹəˈhim ˈɪz
ˈnɔti ˈænd ˈsɛɫfɪʃ ˈaɪ
ˈseɪ
Mother is angry with Rahim.
Mother is angry with Rahim.
ˈməðɝ ˈɪz ˈæŋɡɹi ˈwɪð
ɹəˈhim
We are also angry with Rahim. But Rahim is not sorry.
We are also angry with Rahim. But Rahim is not sorry.
ˈwi ˈɑɹ ˈɔɫsoʊ ˈæŋɡɹi ˈwɪð
ɹəˈhim ˈbət ɹəˈhim ˈɪz ˈnɑt
ˈsɑɹi
“Aren’t you going to punish Rahim?” asks little brother.
“Aren’t you going to punish Rahim?” asks little brother.
ˈɑɹənt ˈju ˈɡoʊɪn ˈtu
ˈpənɪʃ ɹəˈhim ˈæsks
ˈɫɪtəɫ ˈbɹəðɝ
“Rahim, soon you will be sorry,” warns mama.
“Rahim, soon you will be sorry,” warns mama.
ɹəˈhim ˈsun ˈju ˈwɪɫ
ˈbi ˈsɑɹi ˈwɔɹnz ˈmɑmə
Rahim starts to feel sick.
Rahim starts to feel sick.
ɹəˈhim ˈstɑɹts ˈtu ˈfiɫ
ˈsɪk
“My tummy is so sore,” whispers Rahim.
“My tummy is so sore,” whispers Rahim.
ˈmaɪ ˈtəmi ˈɪz ˈsoʊ ˈsɔɹ
ˈhwɪspɝz ɹəˈhim
Mama knew this would happen. The fruit is punishing Rahim!
Mama knew this would happen. The fruit is punishing Rahim!
ˈmɑmə ˈnju ˈðɪs ˈwʊd
ˈhæpən ˈðə ˈfɹut ˈɪz
ˈpənɪʃɪŋ ɹəˈhim
Later, Rahim says sorry to us. “I will never be so greedy again,” he promises.
And we all believe him.
Later, Rahim says sorry to us. “I will never be so greedy again,” he promises.
And we all believe him.
ˈɫeɪtɝ ɹəˈhim ˈsɛz ˈsɑɹi
ˈtu ˈəs ˈaɪ ˈwɪɫ ˈnɛvɝ ˈbi ˈsoʊ
ˈɡɹidi əˈɡeɪn ˈhi
ˈpɹɑməsəz ˈænd ˈwi ˈɔɫ
bɪˈɫiv ˈhɪm
Written by: Adelheid Marie Bwire
Illustrated by: Melany Pietersen
Read by: Darshan Soni
