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Sabonaan' bantabami (Hello my children)

3. Loaves and fishes

Magdalen hoists her children,
Pieter, lighter than her given ring of gold,
Kibwe, darker than her chosen ruby crucifix.

Magdalen hoists her children to her hips,
Pieter, 5, by Johan, who lost faith in Amsterdam,
Kibwe, Kigoma's, run out with the guns in Moçambique.
They balance her step like milk cans.

'Njani umsengi? Uthatha ubizi lwamasimu amaningana'
'Insengikazi? Yona yilungile.'
'Thatha ikhefu, mame'

Magdalen hoists her children to her hips and out of the rain,
thinks die boer se frou melk twee koieé op een sleg.


'Njani umsengi? Uthatha ubizi lwamasimu amaningana.' / 'Insengikazi? Yona yilungile.' / 'Thatha ikhefu, mame' - 'How's the milker? You carry the milk of a good many fields.' / 'The good milk-cow? It's ok.' / 'Take a rest madam.'

die boer se frou melk twee koieé op een sleg - this farmer's wife can milk two cows at the same time

Part 2 - Caba

Matthew John Williams
Draft 1 - December 2003