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Pikni dem we mek outa waks Children of wax pikni dem @we mek @outa @waks

Written by Southern African Folktale

Illustrated by Wiehan de Jager

Translated by Georgette McGlashen

Language Jamaican Creole

Level Level 2

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Wan taim, yu did av wahn api fambili.

Once upon a time, there lived a happy family.

wan taɪm ju @did @av wan api @fambili


Dem neva fait wananeda. Dem elp dem pierens a dem yaad an a grong.

They never fought with each other. They helped their parents at home and in the fields.

dem @neva @fait @wananeda dem elp dem @pierens a dem jaːd an a gɹoŋ


Bot dem no mek dem go nier faiya.

But they were not allowed to go near a fire.

bot dem @no mek dem @go @nier faɪja


Dem afi du aal a dem wok ina di nait. Kaaz dem mek outa waks.

They had to do all their work during the night. Because they were made of wax!

dem @afi @du aːl a dem wok ina di naɪt kaːz dem mek @outa @waks


Bot wan a di bwaai dem did wel waahn gout ina di dielait.

But one of the boys longed to go out in the sunlight.

bot wan a di @bwaai dem @did @wel @waan @gout ina di @dielait


Wan die di fiilin fi gout did tuu chrang. Im breda dem waan im…

One day the longing was too strong. His brothers warned him…

wan dɪɛ di @fiilin fi guɔt @did tuː tʃɹaŋ im @bredda dem @waan im


Bot it did tuu liet! Im melt out ina di son at.

But it was too late! He melted in the hot sun.

bot it @did tuː lɪɛt im @melt @out ina di @son at


Di waks pikni dem did fiil sad-sad fi si dem breda jos a melt out so.

The wax children were so sad to see their brother melting away.

di @wax pikni dem @did fiːl @sad-sad fi si dem @bredda @jos a @melt @out @so


Bot dem mek a plan. Dem shiep out di lomp a saaf waks ina a bod.

But they made a plan. They shaped the lump of melted wax into a bird.

bot dem mek a @plan dem @shiep @out di @lomp a saːf @waks ina a @bord


Dem kyari dem bod breda go op ina wahn ai mouhn.

They took their bird brother up to a high mountain.

dem kjaɹi dem @bord @bredda @go op ina wan aɪ @mouhn


Az di son kom op, im flai we an a sing ina di maanin lait.

And as the sun rose, he flew away singing into the morning light.

@az di @son kom op im flaɪ @we an a sɪŋ ina di maːnin laɪt


Written by: Southern African Folktale
Illustrated by: Wiehan de Jager
Translated by: Georgette McGlashen
Language: Jamaican Creole
Level 2
Source: Children of wax from African Storybook
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