Enn zour, mama finn ramas enn ta fri.
Siku moja, mama alileta matunda mengi.
Nou finn dimann li : « Kan nou pou kapav manz bann fri-la ? » Mama dir, « Tanto nou pou manz zot. »
“Tutakula matunda lini?” tunauliza. “Tutakula matunda leo jioni,” mama anasema.
Mo frer Rahim gourman. Li’nn gout tou bann fri-la. Li’inn manz enn ta.
Kaka yangu Rahim ni mlafi. Anaonja onja matunda yote. Anakula matunda mengi.
« Get ki Rahim inn fer ! », mo ti frer finn kriye. Ek mwa mo’nn dir : « Rahim bien move ek egois. »
“Angalia Rahim alichokifanya!” mdogo wangu analalamika kwa sauti. “Rahim ni mtundu na mchoyo,” ninasema.
Mama finn ankoler ar Rahim.
Mama amekasirishwa na Rahim.
Nou si nou’nn ankoler ar Rahim. Me Rahim pa ti regret nanye.
Sisi pia tumekasirishwa na Rahim. Lakini Rahim haombi msamaha.
« To pa pou pini Rahim ? », ti frer dimande.
“Hutamwadhibu Rahim?” mdogo wangu anauliza.
« Rahim, biento to pou regrete, pa dir mama pa’nn dir ! »
“Rahim, muda si mrefu utajuta,” mama anaonya.
Rahim pa santi li bien.
Rahim anaanza kuhisi kuumwa.
Li plengne : « Mo vant pe fermal ! »
“Tumbo langu linauma sana,” Rahim ananong’ona.
Mama ti kone ki ti pou ariv sa. Bann fri-la ki pe pini Rahim !
Mama alijua hili litatokea. Matunda yanamwadhibu Rahim!
Plitar, Rahim finn vinn dimann exkiz ek finn fer promes : « Zame mo pou re fer gourman. » E nou finn krwar li.
Baadaye, Rahim anatuomba msamaha. “Kamwe sitakuwa mlafi tena,” anaahidi. Na sote tunamwamini.
Adelheid Marie Bwire
Melany Pietersen
Shameem Oozeerally & MIE French Students
Mauritian Creole
Level 2
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