Usuku lokuzalwa lukaRahah lungesonto elizayo. Ukuthakasele ukumema abangani bakhe abasha ephathini yakhe.
“Uzomema bani?” kubuza uMama. “Unezinyanga ezimbalwa uqalile esikoleni esisha. Zonke izingane zibonakala zihlukile, akunjalo?”
“Cha, Mama. Nginabangani
abaningi abasha,” kusho uRahah.
“Ngifuna ukumema uZerina. Ufuna ukuba wumdansi we-ballet,
njengami nje!”
“Ohho! Kwakuhle lokho,” kusho uMama. “Asidlale umculo wokudansa uma kunjalo.”
“Ngiyathemba ukuthi uSikelele uzokwazi
ukuza naye. Uculela ikwaya lesikole,
njengami nje.”
“Ohho! kwakuhle lokho - sizojabula sonke sicule futhi.”
“Ngingamumema uSusheela? Unamakatshana amahle,
njengami nje.”
“Yebo, ungamumema. Uzokuthokozela ukudlala namakatshana ethu naye.”
“Futhi kumele simeme noYongnam. Uyawathanda amakhekhe aphinki ukudlula mina.”
“Yinhlanhla-ke ngoba ngenza wona lawo makhekhe,” kusho uMama.
“Angawathatha lawa aphinki.”
“Ncinci ngiyabonga, Mama! Ngikulangazelele kakhulu.”
“Kuyintokozo kimi, Rahah! Ngizokuthakasela ukubona
bonke abangani bakho.
Bazwakala bebaluleke
njengawe nje!”
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