As I started to tear away those branches that were dead, I realized that nearly two-thirds of the bush was lying on my sidewalk while the scraggly third that remained looked thinned out and sad.
Konyala omalongelokalunga agehe, kutya nduno ogonale nenge ogongashingeyi, ohaga longo aantu kutya otatu ka kala nomwenyo sigo aluhe momukalo gwontumba, tatu vulu okumona ko, okuuva ko nokudhiladhila.