Murumuna wange aryama atinze cyane. Byuka kare, kuvera ko mpambaye!
Mdogo wangu anachelewa kuamka. Mimi naamka mapema kwa sababu mimi ni mkubwa!
Ni ngewe ufungurira izuba.
Mimi ndiye ninayeruhusu jua kuingia ndani.
Mama aravuga, “uri inyenyeri y’igitondo.”
“Wewe ni nyota wangu wa asubuhi,” anasema mama.
Ndiyoza, ntabufasha na buke nkenera.
Naoga mwenyewe, sihitaji msaada.
Nshobora kwihanganira amazi akonje n’isabune y’ubururu inuka.
Naweza kustahimili maji ya baridi na sabuni ya bluu inayonukia.
Mama anyibutsa, “Ndiwibagirwe amenyo.” Nkasubiza, “Ntibishoboka, hoya ngewe!”
Mama ananikumbusha, “Usisahau kupiga mswaki.” Namjibu, “Kamwe, sio mimi!”
Nyuma yo yoga, nsuhuza sogokuru na masenge, nkanabifuriza umunsi mwiza.
Baada ya kuoga, nawasalimu babu na shangazi, na kuwatakia siku njema.
Hanyuma nkiyambika, nkavuga “Ndi munini /Narakuze ubu Ma.”
Najivisha nguo mwenyewe. “Mimi ni mkubwa sasa mama,” ninamwambia.
Nshobora gufunga amapesu nkanafunga inkweto zange.
Ninaweza kufunga vishikizo na kurekebisha viatu vyangu.
Kandi menya ko murumuna wange azi inkuru zose z’ishuli.
Na ninahakikisha mdogo wangu anapata taarifa zote za shule.
Mu ishuli nkora cyane muri buri buryo bwose.
Darasani najitahidi sana katika kila kitu.
Nkora ibi bintu byiza byose buri munsi. Ariko ikintu nkunda cyane ni ugukinda no gukina!
Ninafanya hivi vitu vyote vizuri kila siku. Ila kitu ninachokipenda sana ni kucheza na kucheza.
Michael Oguttu
Vusi Malindi
Patrick Munyurangabo
Kinyarwanda
Level 2
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