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A wax bird flying in the sunshine.

Kinders van was Children of wax

Written by Southern African Folktale

Illustrated by Wiehan de Jager

Translated by Suzette Hallatt, Helena Vilonel

Read by Willemien Wannberg

Language Afrikaans

Level Level 2

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A man, a woman and three boys standing.

Lank, lank gelede was daar ‘n gelukkige gesin.

Once upon a time, there lived a happy family.


Three boys doing chores and working in a field.

Hulle het nooit met mekaar baklei nie. Hulle het hulle ouers by die huis en op die landerye gehelp.

They never fought with each other. They helped their parents at home and in the fields.


A man standing in front of a campfire holding his hand up and three boys standing next to him.

Maar, hulle was nie toegelaat om naby ‘n vuur te kom nie.

But they were not allowed to go near a fire.


Half a house in daytime with the sun above it and the other half at nighttime with the moon and stars.

Hulle moes al hulle werk deur die nag voltooi, want hulle was gemaak van was!

They had to do all their work during the night. Because they were made of wax!


A boy thinking about daytime.

Maar een van die seuns wou baie graag in die sonlig uitgaan.

But one of the boys longed to go out in the sunlight.


A boy walking through a bright doorway and two boys covering their eyes.

Eendag was die begeerte om uit te gaan te sterk. Sy broers het hom gewaarsku…

One day the longing was too strong. His brothers warned him…


A boy melting.

Maar dit was te laat! Hy het in die warm son gesmelt.

But it was too late! He melted in the hot sun.


Two sad-looking boys with their arms around each other.

Die waskinders was so hartseer om te sien hoe hulle broer wegsmelt.

The wax children were so sad to see their brother melting away.


Two boys shaping a lump of melted wax into a bird.

Maar hulle het ‘n plan beraam. Hulle het ‘n voël gevorm met die gesmelte was.

But they made a plan. They shaped the lump of melted wax into a bird.


A wax bird on a high mountain at sunrise.

Hulle het hul voël-broer na ‘n hoë berg toe geneem.

They took their bird brother up to a high mountain.


A wax bird flying in the sunshine.

Toe die son opkom, het hy singend weggevlieg in die oggendlig in.

And as the sun rose, he flew away singing into the morning light.


Written by: Southern African Folktale
Illustrated by: Wiehan de Jager
Translated by: Suzette Hallatt, Helena Vilonel
Read by: Willemien Wannberg
Language: Afrikaans
Level: Level 2
Source: Children of wax from African Storybook
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