Full Text: Kyarkeci Da Ƙananan ’Ya’yan Guz Bakwai
One story, four ways to read it
Every story comes in its original version plus several simplified reading levels, so it grows with your child.
The original text is the full story with rich vocabulary and descriptive language, ideal for reading aloud together and for kids who are ready for longer sentences.
The simplified levels retell the same story in shorter, simpler sentences matched to your child's stage. Ages 2-6 uses a few short sentences per scene, perfect for first time readers. Ages 4-8 adds simple dialogue and everyday vocabulary for kids beginning to follow along. Ages 6-10 keeps the language accessible while bringing back more of the story's detail, a natural bridge to the original.
Start at the level where your child is comfortable, and move up when they're ready. Hearing the same story told in richer language each time is one of the best ways to build vocabulary in any language.
Original Text: Kyarkeci Da Ƙananan ’Ya’yan Guz Bakwai
A wani lokaci can, wata uwar guz ta zauna a wani ƙaramin gida mai daɗin zama tare da ’ya’yanta ƙanana guda bakwai. Ta ƙaunace su fiye da duk taurarin da ke sama. Wata safiya, ta bukaci ta tafi kasuwar ƙauye. Ta tattara ’ya’yanta ta yi musu gargaɗi:
“Masoyana, dole in tafi. Ku kulle ƙofa sosai. Babban kerkeci yana yawo a daji yau. Shi gwani ne wajen sauya kama, amma koyaushe za ku iya gane shi ta muryarsa mai kaushi da tsauri, da ƙafafunsa masu nauyi, duhu. Kada ku bari ya yaudare ku!”
’Yan guz ɗin suka yi tsiyaya,
“Kada ki damu, Mama! Za mu kasance cikin aminci da lafiya lau.”
Kerkecin ya daɗe yana kallo daga bayan itacen cedar. Da zarar gashin jelar uwar ya ɓace, sai ya yi tafiya a hankali zuwa ƙofar. Kwa! Kwa!
“Ku buɗe, masoyana!” ya kira da muryarsa mai kaushi ta halitta. “Ni ce uwarku, kuma na dawo da wata katuwar jaka ta kayan zaki!”
’Yan gosling ɗin suka manna kunnuwansu a ƙofar.
“Ba zai yiwu ba!” babban ya yi ihu. “Muryar uwarmu tana kama da kararrawar azurfa. Taka kuma tana kaushi kamar takardar yashi. Ka tafi, Malam Kerkeci!”
Kerkecin bai yi niyyar hakura ba. Ya gudu zuwa shago, ya haɗiye kwalbar zuma mai sanyaya maƙogwaro domin ya sa muryarsa ta yi laushi kamar siliki. Ya lallaba ya dawo, ya raɗa ta ramin makulli,
“Ya ku yara ƙaunatattu, ku bar ni in shiga. Mama ce, kuma na kawo muku abubuwan ciye-ciye mafi daɗi.”
Ɗan agwagwar mafi ƙanƙanta ya kai hannu ga abin buɗe ƙofa, amma mafi wayo ya nuna ƙasan ƙofar. A can, suna leƙowa ta cikin tazarar, akwai manyan tafuka biyu baƙaƙe masu gashi.
“Ka yi ƙoƙari, amma ba za ka yaudare mu ba!” suka yi ihu. “Mahaifiyarmu tana da ƙafafu masu laushi, masu ruwan lemu. Kai ne kerkecin!”
Yana gurnani da takaici, kerkecin ya ruga zuwa wani gidan burodi da ke kusa.
“Mai burodi! Ka yayyafa wa tafukan ƙafafuna garinka mafi fari, in ba haka ba zan cinye duk pai ɗinka!”
Mai burodin, cike da tsoro, ya yi yadda aka ce. Yanzu, da murya mai daɗi da tafukan ƙafa farare kamar dusar ƙanƙara, kerkecin ya ƙwanƙwasa a karo na uku.
“Ku buɗe ƙofar, ƙanana. Mahaifiyarku ta dawo gida a ƙarshe da abin mamaki ga kowa.”
Ƴan agwazun sun ga fararen tafukan ƙafar kuma sun ji muryar mai laushi. Da suka yarda cewa babu haɗari, sai suka juya makullin tsaro suka buɗe ƙofar sosai.
Da zarar kerkeci ya yi tsalle ya shiga ciki, ’yan agwagwan suka watse kamar ƙwallayen gilashi! Ɗaya ya nitse ƙarƙashin sofa, wani kuma ƙarƙashin gado. Na uku ya ɓuya a ɗakin ajiye abinci, na huɗu kuma bayan labule mai nauyi. Na biyar ya matse kansa cikin kabad, na shida ƙarƙashin kwandon wanki, na bakwai—mafi ƙanƙanta duka—ya yi tsalle ya shiga cikin dogon agogon tsaye na kaka.
Kerkecin, domin yana da tsananin kwaɗayi kuma yana da sauri sosai, ya kama shida daga cikinsu, kuma a haɗiya guda babba, ya ɓoye su a ciki domin daga baya. Ya bincika ko’ina sama da ƙasa yana neman na bakwai, amma tik-tak ɗin agogon ya rufe sirrin bugun zuciyar ƙaramin.
Da ya ji ya ƙoshi sosai kuma barci ya yi masa nauyi ƙwarai, kerkecin ya yi tafiya a hankali ya fita zuwa makiyaya mai hasken rana, ya kwanta a ƙarƙashin wani itacen oak, sai ya faɗa cikin barci mai zurfi, yana minshari. Ba da daɗewa ba, Mother Goose ta dawo. Zuciyarta ta faɗi. Ƙofar a buɗe take kaɗan, an watsar da matasan kujera ko’ina, kuma gidan ya yi shiru.
“’Ya’yana!” ta yi kuka, idanunta suna cika da hawaye. “Ina kuke?”
“Mama! Mama! Ina nan ciki!” wata ƙaramar murya ta yi ƙara siririya.
Ta buɗe babban agogon tsaye, sai ƙaramin ɗan guuz ɗinta mafi ƙanƙanta ya fado waje, yana rawar jiki yayin da yake ba da labarin dabarar wayo ta farin tafin ƙafar kerkeci. Mother Goose ta share idanunta ta miƙe tsaye.
“Bai ci nasara ba tukuna,” ta faɗa da tabbaci. “Ku ɗauko kayan ɗinkina da manyan almakashin aikin hannu. Ina da shiri.”
Suka bi ƙarar barcin kerkecin mai ƙarfi zuwa cikin dogon ciyayi.
Yayin da kerkeci yake barci, Mother Goose ta lura da wani abu yana motsi a cikin cikinsa—su ne ’yan agwagwan nan shida, har yanzu suna ta motsi! Da ƙwarewar likitan tiyata, ta yi amfani da almakashinta ta yi saurin yanka kaɗan. Ɗaya bayan ɗaya, ’yan agwagwan suka fito, suna jin jiri amma ba su ji rauni ko kaɗan ba. Kerkecin ya kasance mai haɗama sosai har ma bai tauna su ba! Da sauri suka cika wurin da duwatsun kogi masu nauyi, sannan Mother Goose ta sake ɗinke shi da kyau sosai har bai ji komai ba.
Da kerkeci ya farka a ƙarshe, sai ya ji jikinsa ya yi nauyi ƙwarai.
“Kai, cikina yana ji kamar na haɗiye wani tsaunin duwatsu!” ya yi nishi, har yanzu yana ɗan dimaucewa saboda barcinsa.
Ya yi tuntuɓe-tuntuɓe zuwa kogin don ya sha ruwa, yana tunanin cewa kawai ya yi wani mafarki mai ban mamaki, mai bayyana sosai, game da iyalin agwagi da dogon iyo a cikin kogi mai nutsuwa.
Kerkeci ya yanke shawara a nan take cewa filin ciyawar ya yi masa rikitarwa sosai. Ya yi ta yawo ya nufi tsaunuka na nesa, yana neman wuri mafi shiru da zai zauna.
’Yan gansa bakwai da mahaifiyarsu suka kalle shi yana tafiya daga tagarsu, cikin aminci da lafiya.
Sun koyi darasi mai muhimmanci sosai game da duba bayanai da kyau—kuma suka rayu cikin farin ciki har abada, suna tuna kullum su sake tabbatar da wanda yake bakin ƙofa.
