Eendag, lank, lank gelede, was Hen en Arend vriende. Hulle het in vrede saamgeleef met al die ander voëls. Nie een van hulle kon vlieg nie.
Once upon a time, Hen and
Eagle were friends. They lived
in peace with all the other birds.
None of them could fly.
Patiile akantu, Inkoko na Pungwa baali fibusa. Baleikala mu mutende ne fyuni fimbi. Ifyuni fyonse tafyalepupuka.
Eendag, was daar ‘n hongersnood in die land. Arend moes baie ver loop om kos te kry. Sy was baie moeg toe sy terugkom. “Daar moet ‘n makliker manier wees om te reis!” sê Arend.
One day, there was famine in
the land. Eagle had to walk very
far to find food. She came back
very tired.
“There must be an easier way
to travel!” said Eagle.
Na ‘n goeie nagrus het Hen ‘n briljante idee gekry. Sy het begin om al hul voëlvriende se vere wat uitgeval het, bymekaar te maak. “Kom ons werk hulle vas op ons eie vere,” het sy gesê. “Miskien sal dit dan makliker wees om te reis.”
After a good night’s sleep, Hen
had a brilliant idea. She began
collecting the fallen feathers
from all their bird friends.
“Let’s sew them together on top
of our own feathers,” she said.
“Perhaps that will make it easier
to travel.”
Panuma yakubuuka ulucelo, Inkoko yakwata amaano. Yatampile ukutoola amasako ukufuma ku fyuni fyonse. Ati, “Tiyeni tubililile pamo aya masako pa muulu wa aya twakwata. Limbi kuti catwangukilako mumyendele. ”
Arend was die enigste een in die dorpie wat ‘n naald gehad het, so sy het eerste begin werk. Sy het vir haarself ‘n paar pragtige vlerke gemaak en hoog bo Hen gevlieg. Hen het die naald geleen maar het gou moeg geword van die gewerk. Sy het die naald op die kas gelos en kombuis toe gegaan om vir haar kinders kos te maak.
Eagle was the only one in the
village with a needle, so she
started sewing first.
She made herself a pair of
beautiful wings and flew high
above Hen.
Hen borrowed the needle but
she soon got tired of sewing.
She left the needle on the
cupboard and went into the
kitchen to prepare food for her
children.
Pungwa ewalifye na keela mu mushi, kanshi ewabalilepo no kubila. Aipangila amapindo ayasuma saana no kupupukila mu muulu umutali. Inkoko epakwashima akeela, nomba yalifilwa ukubila kumulandu wa kunaka. Epakusha akeela pa kabati, yaaya mukupekanya ifyakulya fya baana.
Die ander voëls het vir Arend gesien wegvlieg. Hulle het toe vir Hen gevra om vir hulle die naald te leen, sodat hulle ook vir hulself vlerke kon maak. Gou-gou was daar oral in die lug voëls wat rondgevlieg het.
But the other birds had seen
Eagle flying away. They asked
Hen to lend them the needle to
make wings for themselves too.
Soon there were birds flying all
over the sky.
Nomba ifyuni fimbi fyalimwene uko pungwa apupwike. Fyalomba Inkoko ukufyashimako akeela pakuti nafyo fibilileko amasako. Mu kashitafye akanoono, ifyuni ifingi fyayamba ukulapupuka mu muulu.
Toe die laaste voël wat die naald geleen het, dit terugbring, was Hen nie daar nie. Haar kinders neem toe die naald en begin daarmee speel. Toe hulle moeg word van die speletjie, het hulle die naald in die sand gelos.
When the last bird returned the
borrowed needle, Hen was not
there. So her children took the
needle and started playing with
it.
When they got tired of the
game, they left the needle in
the sand.
Arend het laat die middag teruggekom. Sy het die naald gevra om sommige van haar vere wat losgegaan het tydens haar reis, reg te maak. Hen het in die kas gekyk. Sy het in die kombuis gesoek. Sy het op die werf gesoek, maar die naald was nêrens te kry nie.
Later that afternoon, Eagle
returned. She asked for the
needle to fix some feathers that
had loosened on her journey.
Hen looked on the cupboard.
She looked in the kitchen. She
looked in the yard. But the
needle was nowhere to be
found.
Mu nshita ya cungulo, Pungwa abwela. Aaleefwaya akeela pakuti alundeko amasako nayambi no kubililila ayanenwike elyo aile pa bulendo bwakwe. Inkoko ekwamba ukufwaya akeela. Yafwaya mu cikini. Yafwaya mu lubansa, akeela tekakumoneka.
“Gee my net ‘n dag,” het Hen by Arend gesmeek. “Dan kan jy jou vlerke regmaak en wegvlieg om weer kos te kry.” “Net nog een dag,” het Arend gesê. “As jy nie die naald kry nie, sal jy vir my een van jou kuikens moet gee as betaling.”
“Just give me a day,” Hen
begged Eagle. “Then you can
fix your wing and fly away to
get food again.”
“Just one more day,” said Eagle.
“If you can’t find the needle,
you’ll have to give me one of
your chicks as payment.”
“Mpelakofye ubushiku bumo,” Inkoko yapaapaata Pungwa. “Elyo ukeesabikako amasako ku mapindo yobe no kupupuka ukuya mukufwaya ifyakulya na kabili.” Pungwa epakuti “Nakupelafye ubushiku bumo, nga wafilwa ukumona akeela kandi, ukampeela umwana obe umo nga malipilo.”
Toe Arend die volgende dag kom, het sy vir Hen gekry waar sy in die sand skrop, maar geen naald nie. Arend het toe blitsvinnig afgeduik en een van die kuikens gegryp. Sy het daarmee weggevlieg. Daarna, wanneer Arend daar aankom, kry sy vir Hen wat skrop in die sand op soek na die naald.
When Eagle came the next day,
she found Hen scratching in the
sand, but no needle.
So Eagle flew down very fast
and caught one of the chicks.
She carried it away.
Forever after that, whenever
Eagle appears, she finds Hen
scratching in the sand for the
needle.
Ubushiku bwakonkelepo, elyo Pungwa aishile, aasangile Inkoko ileefwaya akeela mumucanga. Pungwa epakupupukila panshi bwangu-bwangu no kwikatapo akaana kankoko kamo no kukasenda. Ukufuma apopene lyonse Pungwa nga isa asanga Inkoko ileefwaya akeela mumucanga.
As Arend se skaduwee op die grond val, waarsku Hen haar kuikens. “Kom weg uit die kaal droë grond.” Hulle antwoord dan: “Ons is nie dom nie. Ons sal hardloop.”
As the shadow of Eagle’s wing
falls on the ground, Hen warns
her chicks. “Get out of the bare
and dry land.”
And they respond:
“We are not fools. We will run.”
