Labarin Johnny Beran Gari

An haifi Johnny Town-mouse a cikin kabad. An haifi Timmy Willie a cikin lambu. Timmy Willie ƙaramin beran ƙauye ne wanda ya tafi gari bisa kuskure a cikin kwandon kaya. Mai lambu yakan aika kayan lambu zuwa gari sau ɗaya a mako ta hannun mai ɗaukar kaya; yakan shirya su a cikin babban kwandon kaya.

Mai lambu ya bar kwandon kaya kusa da ƙofar lambun domin mai ɗaukar kaya ya ɗauke shi idan ya wuce. Timmy Willie ya lallaɓa ya shiga ta wani rami a cikin saƙar kwandon, kuma bayan ya ci wasu ƙwayoyin wake, sai ya yi barci mai nauyi sosai.

Ya farka a firgice yayin da ake ɗaga kwandon zuwa cikin keken mai ɗaukar kaya. Sai aka fara girgiza da ƙarar ƙafafun dawakai; aka jefa wasu kayan cikin keken; har mil-mil da yawa—girgiza, girgiza, girgiza!—kuma Timmy Willie ya yi rawar jiki a cikin kayan lambu da suka cakude.

A ƙarshe karusar ta tsaya a wani gida inda aka fitar da kwandon kaya, aka ɗauke shi ciki, aka ajiye shi. Mai dafa abinci ta ba mai kawo kaya tsabar kuɗi; ƙofar baya ta buga da ƙarfi, karusar kuma ta yi ƙara ta tafi. Amma babu shiru; kamar akwai ɗaruruwan karusai suna wucewa. Karnuka sun yi haushi; yara maza sun yi fito a titi; mai dafa abinci ta yi dariya, ’yar aikin falo ta yi ta hawa da sauka a matakala; kuma wani tsuntsun kanari ya rera waƙa kamar injin tururi.

Timmy Willie, wanda ya yi rayuwarsa duka a cikin lambu, ya tsorata matuka kamar zai mutu. Ba da daɗewa ba mai dafa abinci ta buɗe kwandon, ta fara fito da kayan lambu. Sai Timmy Willie mai cike da tsoro ya yi tsalle ya fito.

Mai dafa abincin ta yi tsalle ta hau kan kujera, tana ihu, "Bera! Bera! Kira kyanwa! Kawo min sandar wuta, Sarah!" Timmy Willie bai jira Sarah da sandar wutar ba; ya ruga tare da allon gefen bango har sai da ya kai wani ƙaramin rami, sai ya sulale ya shiga ciki.

Ya faɗi ƙasa rabin ƙafa, ya faɗa tsakiyar bikin cin abincin dare na beraye, ya karya gilashi uku.
"Wane ne wannan a duniya?" in ji Johnny Town-mouse.
Amma bayan kiran mamaki na farko, nan da nan ya dawo da ladabinsa.

Da matuƙar ladabi ya gabatar da Timmy Willie ga wasu beraye tara, dukansu suna da dogayen wutsiyoyi da fararen taye a wuya. Wutsiyar Timmy Willie kuwa ƙarama ce. Johnny Town-mouse da abokansa sun lura da ita, amma suna da kyakkyawar tarbiyya sosai har ba su yi tsokaci na kai-tsaye game da shi ba; sai ɗaya daga cikinsu kawai ya tambayi Timmy Willie ko ya taɓa shiga tarko.

Abincin dare ya kasance na jerin abinci takwas; ba wani abu da yawa ba, amma hakika ya yi kyau sosai. Duk irin abincin ba su sanannu ga Timmy Willie ba, wanda da zai ɗan ji tsoron ɗanɗana su; amma yana jin yunwa sosai kuma yana matuƙar son nuna halin kirki a gaban baƙi. Hayaniyar da ba ta yankewa a saman bene ta sa shi fargaba har ya saki faranti.
"Kada ka damu, ba namu ba ne," in ji Johnny.

"Me ya sa waɗancan yara ba sa dawowa da kayan zaki?" Beraye matasa biyu suna yi wa sauran hidima, kuma a tsakanin kawo abinci suna ta kutse zuwa sama, zuwa ɗakin dafa abinci. Sau da yawa sun shigo suna birgima, suna ƙyarkyata da dariya; Timmy Willie ya ji da tsoro cewa mage ce take binsu. Sha’awarsa ta ci ta gushe; ya ji jiri.
"Ka gwada ɗan jelly?" in ji Johnny Town-mouse.

"A'a? Ka fi so ka je ka kwanta? Zan nuna maka matashin sofa mai matuƙar daɗin kwanciya."
Matashin sofa ɗin yana da rami a ciki. Johnny Town-mouse ya ba da shawarar shi da gaskiya ƙwarai a matsayin gado mafi kyau, wanda ake ajiyewa musamman don baƙi. Amma sofa ɗin yana wari irin na kyanwa. Timmy Willie ya fi so ya kwana dare mai wahala a ƙarƙashin shingen murhu.

Haka dai abin ya kasance washegari. An tanadi karin kumallo mai kyau ƙwarai—ga beraye da suka saba cin bacon; amma Timmy Willie ya taso ne yana cin tushen tsirrai da salati. Johnny Town-mouse da abokansa sun yi ta gudu a ƙarƙashin katakon bene, kuma da yamma suka fito da ƙarfin hali ko'ina cikin gidan. Wani ƙara mai matuƙar ƙarfi kuwa Sarah ce ta haifar da shi sa'ad da ta yi tuntuɓe ta gangaro matakala tare da tire na shayi; akwai gutsattsarin burodi da sukari da shafan jam da za a tattara, duk da kyanwar.

Timmy Willie ya yi marmarin kasancewa a gida, a cikin kwantaccen sheƙarsa mai salama a kan gangare mai rana. Abincin bai yi masa daɗi ba; hayaniyar ta hana shi barci. Cikin ’yan kwanaki ya yi siriri sosai, har Johnny Town-mouse ya lura da hakan kuma ya tambaye shi. Ya saurari labarin Timmy Willie, sannan ya tambaya game da lambun.
"Da alama wuri ne da ba shi da nishaɗi sosai. Me kuke yi idan ana ruwan sama?"

"Idan ana ruwan sama, nakan zauna a cikin ƙaramin ramina na yashi, ina bare masara da tsaba daga ajiyata ta kaka. Nakan leƙa waje in kalli tsuntsayen thrush da blackbirds a kan filin ciyawa, da abokina Rooster Robin. Kuma idan rana ta sake fitowa, ya kamata ku ga lambuna da furanni—wardi da pinks da pansies—babu hayaniya sai ta tsuntsaye da ƙudan zuma, da ’yan raguna a cikin filayen ciyawa."

"Ga waccan kyanwar nan kuma!" in ji Johnny Town-mouse da ƙarfi.
Da suka nemi mafaka a ɗakin ajiyar kwal, sai ya ci gaba da zancen. "Na yarda cewa na ɗan ji takaici; mun yi ƙoƙarin nishaɗantar da kai, Timothy William."
"Oh i, i, kun nuna mini alheri ƙwarai; amma ina jin ba ni da lafiya sosai," in ji Timmy Willie.

"Wataƙila haƙoranka da narkewar abincinka ba su saba da abincinmu ba; wataƙila zai fi maka hikima ka koma cikin kwandon kayan."
"Eh? Oh!" Timmy Willie ya yi ihu.
"To, da mun iya mayar da kai makon da ya wuce," in ji Johnny cikin ɗan haushi. "Ba ka san kwandon kayan yana komawa fanko a kowace Asabar ba?"

Sai Timmy Willie ya yi bankwana da sabbin abokansa, ya ɓuya a cikin kwandon kaya tare da gutsuren cake da busasshen ganyen kabeji; kuma bayan girgiza mai yawa, aka sauke shi lafiya a cikin gonarsa ta kansa.

Wani lokaci a ranakun Asabar yakan je ya kalli kwandon kaya da yake kwance kusa da ƙofa, amma ya san bai kamata ya sake shiga ciki ba. Kuma babu wanda ya fito, ko da yake Johnny Town-mouse ya ɗan yi alƙawarin kawo ziyara.

Lokacin sanyi ya wuce; rana ta sake fitowa; Timmy Willie ya zauna a bakin raminsa yana dumama ƙaramin gashin jikinsa, yana kuma shaƙar ƙamshin furannin violet da ciyawar bazara. Ya kusan manta da ziyararsa zuwa gari. Sai ga Johnny Town-mouse yana zuwa ta kan hanyar yashi, tsabtatacce kuma cikin shiri, da jakar fata mai launin ruwan kasa!

Timmy Willie ya tarbe shi hannu bibbiyu.
"Ka zo a lokacin da ya fi kyau a cikin shekara; za mu ci pudding na ganyayyaki mu zauna a rana."
"H'm'm! Wurin yana ɗan jike," in ji Johnny Town-mouse, wanda yake ɗauke da wutsiyarsa a ƙarƙashin hannunsa, yana fita daga cikin laka.

"Mene ne wannan ƙarar mai ban tsoro?" ya firgita sosai.
"Wancan?" in ji Timmy Willie. "Wata saniya ce kawai; zan roƙi ɗan madara. Ba su da wata illa, sai dai idan suka kwanta a kanka. Yaya duk abokanmu suke?"

Labarin Johnny kuwa bai yi daɗi sosai ba. Ya bayyana dalilin da ya sa ya zo ziyara da wuri haka a farkon lokacin; iyalin sun tafi bakin teku don Easter, kuma mai girki tana yin tsabtace bazara tare da umarni na musamman ta kawar da ɓeraye. Akwai kyanwa ƙanana huɗu, kuma tsuntsun canary ya ɓace.

"Sun ce mu muka yi; amma ni na fi sanin gaskiya," in ji Johnny Town-mouse. "Wane irin mummunan hayaniya ne wannan?"
"Wannan injin yankan ciyawa ne kawai; zan kawo ɗan gutsattsarin ciyawa nan ba da jimawa ba don in yi maka gado. Na tabbata zai fi maka kyau ka zauna a ƙauye, Johnny."

"Hmm—za mu gani mako guda daga ranar Talata; an dakatar da kwandon yayin da suke bakin teku."
"Na tabbata ba za ka sake son zama a birni ba," in ji Timmy Willie.

Amma ya yi hakan. Ya koma a cikin kwandon kayan lambu na gaba nan take; ya ce shiru ya yi yawa!

Wuri ɗaya yana dacewa da mutum ɗaya, wani wurin kuma yana dacewa da wani mutum. Ni kam, na fi son zama a karkara, kamar Timmy Willie.