With little Zhora on my back, I tried to place Kolya on a corner of a cart, but he burst out crying: "Mama, Mama, I want to walk with you!
Ndzi bebule Zhora kutani ndzi ringeta ku veka Kolya ekhonweni ya xigolonyana, kambe u be mukhosi a ku: "Manana, Manana, ndzi lava ku famba na wena!