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لِمَاذَا لاَ تَمْلِكُ أَفْرَاسُ اَلْنَّهْرِ شَعْراً Kwa nini Viboko Hawana Nywele Why hippos have no hair

Written by Basilio Gimo, David Ker

Illustrated by Carol Liddiment

Translated by Heba Tesheh, Maaouia Haj Mabrouk

Read by Mashael Muhanna

Language Arabic

Level Level 2

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فِي أَحَدِ اَلْأَيَّامِ، كَانَ أَرْنَبٌ يَمْشِي بِاْلْقُرْبِ مِنْ حَافَةِ النَّهْرِ.

Siku moja, Sungura alikuwa akitembea pembeni ya mto.

One day, Rabbit was walking by the riverside.


كَانَ هُنَاكَ أَيْضًا فَرَسُ نَهْرٍ جَاءَتْ في نُزْهَةٍ، وَكَانَتْ تَأْكُلُ بَعْضَ العُشْبِ الأَخْضَرِ اللَّذِيذِ.

Kiboko alikuwepo pia, akitembea huku akila majani mazuri ya kijani.

Hippo was there too, going for a stroll and eating some nice green grass.


لَمْ تَكُنْ اَلْفَرَسُ تَعْرِفُ بِوُجُودِ اَلأَرْنَبِ فَدَاسَتْ بِطَريقِ اَلْخَطَأَ عَلى قَدَمِهِ. صَرَخَ الأرْنَبُ بِوَجْهِ فَرَسِ اَلْنَّهْر، “أَنْتِ يَا فَرَسَ اَلْنَّهْرِ! أَلاَ تَرَيْنَ أَنَّكِ دُسْتِ عَلَى قَدَمِي؟”

Kiboko hakumwona Sungura na kwa bahati mbaya akaukanyaga mguu wa Sungura. Sungura akaanza kumpigia Kiboko kelele. “We Kiboko huoni kama umeukanyaga mguu wangu?”

Hippo didn’t see that Rabbit was there and she accidentally stepped on Rabbit’s foot. Rabbit started screaming at Hippo, “You Hippo! Can’t you see that you’re stepping on my foot?”


اِعْتَذَرَتْ فَرَسُ اَلْنَّهْرِ، وَقَالَتْ، “أَنَا آسِفةٌ يَا صَدِيقِي، فَأَنَا لَمْ أَرَكَ … أَرْجُوكَ سَامِحْنِي”. لَكِنَّ الأَرْنَبَ لَمْ يَسْمَعْ كَلاَمَهَا وَصَرَخَ بِهَا، “أَنْتِ قَصَدْتِ هَذَا وَسَتَدْفَعِينَ اَلثَّمَنَ”!

Kiboko akamwomba Sungura msamaha, “Samahani, sikukuona, tafadhali nisamehe!” Lakini Sungura hakukubali na akaendelea kumbwatukia Kiboko, “Umefanya makusudi! Kuna siku utakiona, na nitakulipizia!”

Hippo apologised to Rabbit, “I’m so sorry. I didn’t see you. Please forgive me!” But Rabbit wouldn’t listen and he shouted at Hippo, “You did that on purpose! Someday, you’ll see! You’re going to pay!”


ذَهَبَ اَلأَرْنَبُ ليَبْحَثَ عَنِ النّار وَقَالَ، “اِذْهَبِي وَاَحْرِقِي فَرَسَ اَلْنًّهْرِ عِنْدَمَا تَأْتِ إِلَى المَاءِ لِتَأْكُلَ اَلْعُشْبَ لِأَنَّهَا دَاسَتْ عَلَيَّ”. أَجَابَتْهُ النَّارُ، “سَأَفْعَلُ مَا طَلَبتَ مِنِّي يَا صَدِيقِي”.

Sungura alienda kumtafuta moto na akamwambia, “Nenda, ukamchome Kiboko akitoka majini kuja kula majani. Alinikanyaga!” Moto ukajibu, “Hakuna tatizo, rafiki yangu Sungura, nitafanya ulichoniomba kufanya.”

Rabbit went to find Fire and said, “Go, burn Hippo when she comes out of the water to eat grass. She stepped on me!” Fire answered, “No problem, Rabbit, my friend. I’ll do just what you ask.”


وَبَعْدَ ذَلِكَ بَيْنَمَا كَانَتْ فَرَسُ اَلنَّهْرِ تَأْكُلُ اَلْعُشْبَ، اِنْدَلَعَتِ النِّيرَانُ وَبَدَأَتْ بِحَرْقِ شَعْرِ فَرَسِ اَلنَّهْرِ.

Baadaye, Kiboko alikuwa akila majani mbali na mto, aliposhtuka moto umelipuka. Miale ya moto ikaanza kuzichoma nywele za Kiboko.

Later, Hippo was eating grass far from the river when, “Whoosh!” Fire burst into flame. The flames began to burn Hippo’s hair.


بَدَأَتْ فَرَسُ النَّهْرِ بِالبُكَاءِ ثُمَّ رَكَضَتْ إِلَى اَلْمَاءِ. لَقَدْ أَحْرَقَتْ اَلنَّارُ كُلَّ شَعْرهَا. ظَلَّت فَرَسُ اَلنَّهْرِ تَبْكِي، “لَقَدْ اِحْتَرَقَ كُلُّ شَعْري بِالنَّارِ، لَقَدْ أَحْرَقْتِ كُلَّ شَعْري ذَهَبَ كُلُّ شَعْرِي! شَعْرِي اَلجَمِيلُ، شَعْرِي اَلْجَميلُ”!

Kiboko akaanza kulia na kukimbilia kwenye maji. Nywele zake zote zilikuwa zimeungua na moto. Kiboko aliendelea kulia, “Nywele zangu zimeungua na moto! Nywele zangu zote zimeisha! Nywele zangu nzuri!”

Hippo started to cry and ran for the water. All her hair was burned off by the fire. Hippo kept crying, “My hair has burned in the fire! My hair is all gone! My beautiful hair!”


فَرِحَ الأَرْنَبُ أَنَّ شَعْرَ فَرَسِ النَّهْرِ قَدْ احْتَرَقَ. وَحَتَّى يَوْمِنَا هَذَا، وَخَوْفًا مِنَ النَّارِ، لاَ تَبْتَعِدُ فَرَسُ النَّهْرِ عَنِ المَاءِ أَبَدًا.

Sungura alikuwa na furaha kwa kuwa nywele za Kiboko ziliungua. Hadi leo kwa kuogopa moto, Kiboko hawezi kwenda mbali na maji.

Rabbit was happy that Hippo’s hair was burned. And to this day, for fear of fire, the hippo never goes far from the water.


Written by: Basilio Gimo, David Ker
Illustrated by: Carol Liddiment
Translated by: Heba Tesheh, Maaouia Haj Mabrouk
Read by: Mashael Muhanna
Language: Arabic
Level: Level 2
Source: Why hippos have no hair from African Storybook
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