Full Text: Sheekadii Marwo Tittlemouse
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Original Text: Sheekadii Marwo Tittlemouse
Waxaa jiray mar hore jiir yar oo kaynta ku noolaa, magaceeduna ahayd Marwo Tittlemouse.
Waxay ku nooshahay god yar oo hoosta xayndaabka ku yaal.
Guri yaab leh oo aad u macaan! Waxaa jiray jidadyo dhaadheer oo ciid ah, oo hogaaminaya qolalka kaydka iyo qolalka loox iyo qolalka abuurka, oo dhammaantood ku yaallay xididdada xayndaabka.
Waxaa jiray jiko, qol fadhiga, qol cuntooyinka, iyo qol kaydinta.
Sidoo kale, waxaa jiray qolka seexashada ee Mrs. Tittlemouse, halkaas oo ay ku seexatay sariir yar oo sanduuq ah!
Mrs. Tittlemouse waxay ahayd jiir yar oo aad u nadiif ah oo xanaaqsan, had iyo jeer xaaqaysa oo masaxaysa dabaqyada jilicsan ee ciidda ah.
Marmar cayayaan ayaa lumay meelaha u dhexeeya.
«Shuh! shuh! cagaha wasakhda ah ee yaryar!» ayay tidhi Mrs. Tittlemouse, iyada oo gacanta ku garaacaysa saxanka baadhitaanka.
Maalin maalmaha ka mid ah, haween yar oo gaaban ayaa kor iyo hoos u orodday iyada oo xidatay koofi cas oo dhibco leh.
«Gurigaaga wuxuu ku guba dab, Hooyo Ladybird! Duul gurigaaga u duuli si aad carruurta u aragto!»
Maalin kale, caaro weyn oo dhuuban ayaa soo galay si ay uga magan-gasho roobka.
«Raali noqo, miyaanu tani ahayn guriga Miss Muffet?»
«Caddow, caaro xun oo xoog leh! Oo aad u tagtay oo aad ka reebday dhammaadyada shabagga oo ku baahsan gurigayga nadiif ah oo quruxsan!»
Waxay daaqadda ka soo tuuratay caaro-weynta.
Isaguna xadhig dheer oo dhuuban ayuu ku soo degay xayndaabka.
Mrs. Tittlemouse waxay u socotay qol kaydinta fog, si ay u keento dhumucda khudradda iyo abuurka beeraha qodxanta ah oo casho ah.
Dhammaan jidka markeeda ayay soo ururtay, oo u fiiriyay dhulka.
«Waxaan uriyaa ur malab ah; ma waxay tahay ubaxii cowslips ee dibadda, xagga xayndaabka? Waan hubtaa inaan arki karo raadadka cagaha yaryar ee wasakhaysan.»
Si lama filaan ah markay koonaha soo leexatay, waxay la kulantay Babbitty Bumble—
“Zizz, Bizz, Bizzz!“ ayay tiri shinnida.
Mrs. Tittlemouse ayaa si adag u eegtay. Waxay jeclayd inay xaaqin haysato.
“Maalin wanaagsan, Babbitty Bumble; waan ku farxi lahaa inaan iibsado xoogaa dhukay ah. Laakiin maxaad ka samaynaysaa halkan hoose? Maxaad mar walba daaqadda uga soo gashaa, oo aad u tiraahdaa Zizz, Bizz, Bizzz?“
Mrs. Tittlemouse ayaa bilowday inay xanaaqdo.
“Zizz, Wizz, Wizzz!“ ayay ku jawaabtay Babbitty Bumble iyadoo soo saaraysa cod dhuuban oo xanaaqsan. Waxay si tartiib ah u martay marin, waxayna ku dhex luntay qol kayd ah oo loo isticmaali jiray akorn-ka.
Mrs. Tittlemouse ayaa cuntay akorn-ka ka hor Kirismaska; qolka kaydku wuxuu ahaa inuu madhnaado.
Laakiin wuxuu ka buuxay caws qallalan oo isku dhex yaacsan.
Mrs. Tittlemouse waxay bilowday inay soo jiiddo ajada. Saddex ama afar shinni oo kale ayaa madaxooda soo saaray, oo si xanaaq leh u guuxay.
“Caado iima aha inaan qolal kireeyo; kani waa xadgudub!“ ayay tiri Mrs. Tittlemouse. “Dibaddaan u saari doonaa—
Buzz! Buzz! Buzzz!“—“Tolow yaa i caawin lahaa?
Bizz, Wizz, Wizzz!“
—“Ma doonayo Mr. Jackson; waligiis cagaha ma tirtirto.“
Mrs. Tittlemouse waxay go'aansatay inay shinnida iska dhaafto illaa cashada ka dib.
Markii ay ku soo noqotay qolka fadhiga, waxay maqashay qof ku qufacaya cod dhumuc weyn; waxaana halkaas fadhiyay Mr. Jackson qudhiisa!
Wuxuu si buuxda ugu fadhiyay kursi yar oo ruxma, isagoo suulashiisa isku wareejinaya oo dhoola cadeynaya, cagihiisana saaray birta dabka.
Wuxuu ku noolaa biyomareen ku yaal deyrka dhirta ah hoostiisa, oo ah bohol aad u wasakh badan oo qoyan.
“Sidee tahay, Mr. Jackson? Alla, aad baad u qoyday!”
“Mahadsanid, mahadsanid, mahadsanid, Mrs. Tittlemouse! Cabbaar baan fadhiisanayaa oo is-qallajinayaa,” ayuu yiri Mr. Jackson.
Wuu fariistay oo dhoolla-caddeeyay, biyihiina waxay ka tifiqleeyeen darafyada jaakaddiisa. Mrs. Tittlemouse ayaa hareerihiisa ku wareegtay iyadoo wadata masaxaad.
Wuxuu fadhiyay waqti aad u dheer oo ay qasab noqotay in la weydiiyo inuu rabo wax casho ah?
Marka hore waxay u bandhigtay lafaha jeeriga.
“Mahadsanid, mahadsanid, Marwo Tittlemouse! Ilko ma lihi, ilko ma lihi, ilko ma lihi!“ ayuu yiri Mudane Jackson.
Wuxuu afkiisa u kala qaaday si aad u weyn oo aan loo baahnayn; hubaashii hal ilig uguma jirin madaxiisa.
Markaas ayay u soo bandhigtay miraha thistle-down—“Tiddly, widdly, widdly! Pouff, pouff, puff!“ ayuu yiri Mr. Jackson. Wuxuu ku afuufay thistle-down-kii qolka oo dhan.
“Mahadsanid, mahadsanid, mahadsanid, Mrs. Tittlemouse! Hadda waxa aan runtii—runtii jeclaan lahaa—waxay ahaan lahayd saxan yar oo malab ah!“
“Waan ka xumahay in aanan waxba haynin, Mr. Jackson,“ ayay tiri Mrs. Tittlemouse.
“Tiddly, widdly, widdly, Mrs. Tittlemouse!“ ayuu yiri Mr. Jackson isagoo dhoola cadeynaya, “Waan urin karaa; waa sababta aan u imid inaan ku soo booqdo.“
Mr. Jackson ayaa si culus uga kacay miiska, wuxuuna bilaabay inuu eego armaajooyinka.
Mrs. Tittlemouse ayaa daba gashay iyadoo wadata marada weelka, si ay sagxadda qolka fadhiga uga tirtirto raadiisa weyn ee qoyan.
Markii uu isku qanciyay in uusan malab ku jirin armaajooyinka, wuxuu bilaabay inuu ku socdo marinka.
“Runtii, runtii, waad ku dhegi doontaa, Mr. Jackson!“
“Tiddly, widdly, widdly, Mrs. Tittlemouse!“
Marka hore wuxuu isku ciriiriyay maqsinka cuntada.
“Tiddly, widdly, widdly? malab ma jiro? malab ma jiro, Marwo Tittlemouse?““
Waxaa jiray saddex qof oo gurguurta oo ku dhuumanayay shafka saxamada. Laba ka mid ah way baxsadeen; laakiin kii ugu yaraa ayuu qabtay.
Kadib wuxuu isku ciriiriyay qolka cuntada. Miss Butterfly waxay dhadhaminaysay sonkorta; laakiin daaqadda ayay ka duushay.
“Tiddly, widdly, widdly, Mrs. Tittlemouse; waxaad u egtahay inaad leedahay marti badan!”
“Oo weliba casuumaad la'aan!” ayay tiri Mrs. Thomasina Tittlemouse.
Waxay mareen marinka ciidda ah—
“Tiddly widdly—“
“Buzz! Wizz! Wizz!“
Wuxuu kula kulmay Babbitty geeska, wuuna qabtay, ka dibna mar kale ayuu hoos u dhigay.
“Ma jecli shinnida waaweyn. Waxay wada leeyihiin timo qallafsan,“ ayuu yiri Mr. Jackson, isagoo afkiisa ku tirtiraya gacanta jaakaddiisa.
“Bax, rah yahow duqa ah ee foosha xun!“ ayay ku qeylisay Babbitty Bumble.
“Waan isku dhex yaaci doonaa!“ ayay canaanatay Mrs. Tittlemouse.
Waxay isku soo xirtay maqsinka lowska intii Mr. Jackson uu soo bixinayay buulkii shinnida. Wuxuu u muuqday inuusan wax dhib ah ku qabin qaniinyada.
Markii Mrs. Tittlemouse ay ku dhiiratay inay soo baxdo—qof kasta wuu tagay.
Laakiin wasakhdu waxay ahayd wax laga naxo—
“Weligeey ma arkin wasakh caynkan ah—malab daadsan; iyo aja, iyo suufka geed-qodxeedka—iyo raadadka cago wasakh ah oo waaweyn iyo kuwo yaryar—oo wada gaaray gurigayga wacan ee nadiifka ah!“
Waxay soo ururisay ajada iyo haraadigii shamaicii shinnida.
Kadib waxay u baxday dibadda oo ay soo qaadday laamo yaryar, si ay qayb ahaan u xirto albaabka hore.
“Waxaan ka dhigi doonaa mid aad ugu yar Mr. Jackson!“
Waxay qolka kaydka kasoo qaadatay saabuun jilicsan, iyo maro flanel ah, iyo burush cusub oo wax lagu xoqo. Laakiin aad bay u daallanayd inay wax intaas ka badan qabato. Marka hore waxay ku gam'aday kursigeeda, ka dibna waxay aadday sariirta.
“Miyay weligeed mar kale hagaagsanaan doontaa?“ ayay tiri miskiinada Mrs. Tittlemouse.
Subaxdii xigtay waxay kacday aroor aad u horeysa oo waxay bilaawday nadiifin gu'ga taas oo socotay laba toddobaad.
Way xaaqday, oo xoqday, oo boodhka ka tirtirtay; oo alaabta guriga waxay ku masaxday dhukayga shinnida, oo waxay dhalaalisay qaaddooyinkeeda yaryar ee daasadda ah.
Markii wax walba ay ahaayeen kuwo si qurux badan u hagaagsan oo nadiif ah, waxay xaflad u qabatay shan jiir oo kale oo yaryar, iyada oo uusan la joogin Mr. Jackson.
Wuxuu uriyay xafladda wuxuuna soo fuulay jiinka, laakiin wuu ka soo dusi waayay albaabka.
Sidaas darteed waxay daaqadda uga soo dhiibeen koobab acorn ah oo malabka dharabka ka buuxo, isaguna haba yaraatee ma dhibsan.
Wuxuu fadhiistay bannaanka qorraxda, wuxuuna yiri—
“Tiddly, widdly, widdly! Caafimaad aad u wanaagsan, Marwo Tittlemouse!“
