Tom kushimba thikote thomapanana ghokupya.
Tom carries a tray of ripe bananas.
Tom kuyenda kumaraka ghakaghurithe mapanana.
Tom goes to the market to sell bananas.
Hanu kumaraka kunakughura mbuyo.
People at the market are buying fruit.
Ene noghofotji temba oyu ghanakughura mapanana ghaTom. Awo hahaka kughura mbuyo kwawakamadi ngenyu.
But no one is buying
Tom’s bananas.
They prefer to buy fruit from women.
“Mumukunda wetu, hakamadi ngenyu haghurithanga mbuyo,” dyohanakughamba hanu. “Katughuru munye ‘yu?” dyohanakwipura hepuri.
“In our community, only women sell fruit,” people say. “What kind of a man is this?” people ask.
Ene Tom mbadi ghanakukuhupwera. Aye kwitha ghukugherera, “Mughure mapanana ghange! Mughure mapanana ghange ghomatowi ghokupya!”
But Tom does not give up.
He calls, “Buy my bananas!
Buy my sweet ripe bananas!”
Mbuyama ghofotji ghanatumbura dindjomboro dyomapanana pathikote. Kokughakengurura mapanana ‘gha thiwanathiwana.
One woman picks up a bunch of bananas from the tray.
She looks at the bananas carefully.
Mbuyama kokughura mapanana.
The woman buys the bananas.
Hanu hongengi kunakwiya kuthitaratara. Awo kunakughura mapanana ghaTom nokughadya.
More people come to the stall.
They buy Tom’s bananas and eat them.
Kapupi kamanana, thikote kare ngathikara mukunguru. Tom kunakutara masherenyi agha ghanawanapo.
Soon, the tray is empty.
Tom counts the money he earned.
Tom kokughura murora, shuka noghuroto. Ghanayitura yoyihe pathikote.
Then Tom buys soap, sugar, and bread.
He puts the things in his tray.
Tom ghanatengena thikote nengeretete nokutamba kudighumbo.
Tom balances the tray on his head and goes home.