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  	[{"id":"book_722","visibility":"free","level":1,"language":"english","type":"book","img":["1.png"],"text":[],"extra":["<div>Colours of a rainbow</div><div>Caren Echesa</div><div>English</div>"]},{"img":["1.png"],"text":["A rainbow has <br>seven colours."],"extra":[]},{"img":["2.png"],"text":["The first colour is red."],"extra":[]},{"img":["3.png"],"text":["Kewyu is wearing <br>a red shirt."],"extra":[]},{"img":["4.png"],"text":["The second colour is orange."],"extra":[]},{"img":["5.png"],"text":["This is an orange.<br>What else can you <br>see that is the <br>colour orange?"],"extra":[]},{"img":["6.png"],"text":["The third colour <br>is yellow."],"extra":[]},{"img":["7.png"],"text":["The yolk of an egg <br>is yellow.<br>What else can you <br>see that is the <br>colour yellow?"],"extra":[]},{"img":["8.png"],"text":["The fourth colour is green."],"extra":[]},{"img":["9.png"],"text":["Our banana garden <br>is  green."],"extra":[]},{"img":["10.png"],"text":["The fifth colour is blue."],"extra":[]},{"img":["11.png"],"text":["The sky is blue."],"extra":[]},{"img":["12.png"],"text":["The sixth colour is indigo"],"extra":[]},{"img":["13_2.png"],"text":["These berries are the colour indigo."],"extra":[]},{"img":["14_2.png"],"text":["The seventh colour <br>is violet."],"extra":[]},{"img":["15_2.png"],"text":["My dress is violet. <br>Vilolet is my favourite colour!<br>What is your favourite colour?"],"extra":[]},{"img":["16_2.png"],"text":["Do you know the seven colours of the rainbow?"],"extra":[]},{"img":["5.png"],"text":[],"extra":["<div>Colours of a rainbow</div><div>Writer: Caren Echesa</div><div>Illustration: Jesse Breytenbach</div><div>Translated By: Caren Echesa</div><div>Language: English</div>","<span>© African Storybook Initiative</span><span>, 2015</span><br><br><br>This work is licensed under a Creative Commons Attribution<br>(CC-BY 4.0) Version 4.0 International Licence<br>Disclaimer: You are free to download, copy, translate or adapt this story and use the illustrations as long as you attribute or credit the original author/s and illustrator/s.","This story was written by a teacher at Munanga Primary School in western Kenya."]}],
  	[{"id":"book_679","visibility":"free","level":1,"language":"english","type":"book","img":["tell-me-now-colours-00.jpg"],"text":[],"extra":["<div>Tell me...now! Colours</div><div>Madhav Chavan</div><div>English</div>"]},{"img":["tell-me-now-colours-01.png"],"text":["Why is the sky blue?"],"extra":[]},{"img":["tell-me-now-colours-02.png"],"text":["It is not always blue. Is it?"],"extra":[]},{"img":["tell-me-now-colours-03.png"],"text":["Why are leaves green?"],"extra":[]},{"img":["tell-me-now-colours-04.png"],"text":["They are not always green. Are they?"],"extra":[]},{"img":["tell-me-now-colours-05.png"],"text":["Why are bananas yellow?"],"extra":[]},{"img":["tell-me-now-colours-06.png"],"text":["Ripe bananas are yellow. <br>Unripe bananas are green."],"extra":[]},{"img":["tell-me-now-colours-07.png"],"text":["Why are umbrellas black?"],"extra":[]},{"img":["tell-me-now-colours-08.png"],"text":["Not all umbrellas are black."],"extra":[]},{"img":["tell-me-now-colours-09.png"],"text":["Why is blood red?"],"extra":[]},{"img":["tell-me-now-colours-10.png"],"text":["There is iron in the blood.<br>That makes it red."],"extra":[]},{"img":["tell-me-now-colours-11.png"],"text":["Why is salt white?"],"extra":[]},{"img":["tell-me-now-colours-13.jpg"],"text":["I don't know!"],"extra":[]},{"img":["logo-pratham-books-english.png"],"text":[],"extra":["<div>Tell me...now! Colours</div><div>Writer: Madhav Chavan</div><div>Illustration: Rijuta Ghate</div><div>Language: English</div>","<span>© Pratham Books</span><span>, 2014</span><br><br><br>This work is licensed under a Creative Commons Attribution<br>(CC-BY) Version 3.0 Unported Licence<br>Disclaimer: You are free to download, copy, translate or adapt this story and use the illustrations as long as you attribute or credit the original author/s and illustrator/s.","Pratham Books is a not-for-profit organisation that publishes books in multiple Indian languages to promote reading among children."]}],
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  	[{"id":"book_900","visibility":"free","level":2,"language":"english","type":"book","img":["moon-and-cap-00.jpg"],"text":[],"extra":["<div>The Moon and the Cap</div><div>Noni</div><div>English</div>"]},{"img":["moon-and-cap-01.png"],"text":["All of us went to the fun fair."],"extra":[]},{"img":["moon-and-cap-02.png"],"text":["Father bought brother fancy glasses.<br>Mother bought me a bright blue cap.<br>The baby got sugar candy."],"extra":[]},{"img":["moon-and-cap-03.png"],"text":["On the way home, a very strong wind came.<br>It blew my cap away."],"extra":[]},{"img":["moon-and-cap-04.png"],"text":["My cap got stuck on a branch of a big old tree."],"extra":[]},{"img":["moon-and-cap-05.png"],"text":["I cried a lot.<br>And I did not eat my dinner."],"extra":[]},{"img":["moon-and-cap-06.png"],"text":["Later that night, the moon came up. It looked at my cap in the big old tree."],"extra":[]},{"img":["moon-and-cap-07.png"],"text":["The moon tried on my cap. It smiled happily.<br>I had to smile too."],"extra":[]},{"img":["moon-and-cap-08.png"],"text":["<div>After school the next day, my mother gave me a shiny new red cap.<br><br><br><br>\"The moon sent it,\" she said.</div>"],"extra":[]},{"img":["moon-and-cap-09.png"],"text":["That night, both the moon and I wore our caps and smiled.<br>We were happy."],"extra":[]},{"img":["moon-and-cap-10.png"],"text":["Do you think the sun needs a hat?"],"extra":[]},{"img":["moon-and-cap-11.png"],"text":["Guess which cap I am wearing today!"],"extra":[]},{"img":["logo-pratham-books-english.png"],"text":[],"extra":["<div>The Moon and the Cap</div><div>Writer: Noni</div><div>Illustration: Angie &amp; Upesh</div><div>Language: English</div>","<span>© Pratham Books</span><span>, 2014</span><br><br><br>This work is licensed under a Creative Commons Attribution<br>(CC-BY) Version 3.0 Unported Licence<br>Disclaimer: You are free to download, copy, translate or adapt this story and use the illustrations as long as you attribute or credit the original author/s and illustrator/s.","Pratham Books is a not-for-profit organisation that publishes books in multiple Indian languages to promote reading among children. See www.prathambooks.org."]}],
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  	[{"id":"book_669","visibility":"free","level":2,"language":"english","type":"book","img":["hamisis-shirt-08.jpg"],"text":[],"extra":["<div>Hamisi's lucky day</div><div>Adelheid Marie Bwire</div><div>English</div>"]},{"img":["page201png.jpg"],"text":["Hamisi needs a new school uniform.<br>His dad takes him to <br>the market."],"extra":[]},{"img":["page202png.jpg"],"text":["<div>Hamisi sees a boy <br><br>wearing a beautiful <br><br>shirt. <br><br><br><br>\"That is a very fine <br><br>shirt,\" thinks Hamisi.<br><br></div>"],"extra":[]},{"img":["page203png.jpg"],"text":["<div>\"I wish I had a shirt <br><br>like that boy,\" says <br><br>Hamisi. <br><br></div>"],"extra":[]},{"img":["page204png.jpg"],"text":["<div>\"Look, she is selling <br><br>those special shirts,\" <br><br>says Hamisi.<br><br><br><br>\"Dad, please buy  <br><br>one for me,\" he asks.<br><br></div>"],"extra":[]},{"img":["hamisis-shirt-05.jpg"],"text":["<div>\"Hamisi, I have to <br><br>buy your uniform,\" <br><br>says dad.<br><br></div>"],"extra":[]},{"img":["hamisis-shirt-06.jpg"],"text":["<div>\"I do not have enough <br><br>money for that shirt,\" <br><br>says dad.</div>"],"extra":[]},{"img":["page-7.png"],"text":["Hamisi's dad pays <br>for the uniform. <br>He is surprised when <br>he gets the change.<br>There is enough money <br>left over to buy a shirt!"],"extra":[]},{"img":["hamisis-shirt-08.jpg"],"text":["It is Hamisi's lucky day!<br>Which shirt will he choose?"],"extra":[]},{"img":["page203png.jpg"],"text":[],"extra":["<div>Hamisi's lucky day</div><div>Writer: Adelheid Marie Bwire</div><div>Illustration: Rob Owen</div><div>Translated By: Adelheid Marie Bwire</div><div>Language: English</div>","<span>© African Storybook Initiative and Molteno Institute</span><span>, 2014</span><br><br><br>This work is licensed under a Creative Commons Attribution<br>(CC-BY) Version 3.0 Unported Licence<br>Disclaimer: You are free to download, copy, translate or adapt this story and use the illustrations as long as you attribute or credit the original author/s and illustrator/s.",""]}],
  	[{"id":"book_735","visibility":"free","level":2,"language":"english","type":"book","img":["howantsaveddove-cover.png"],"text":[],"extra":["<div>How ant saved dove</div><div>Kholeka Mabeta and Judith Baker</div><div>English</div>"]},{"img":["howantsaveddove-p-01.png"],"text":["It was a hot summer day in the dry forest."],"extra":[]},{"img":["howantsaveddove-p-02.png"],"text":["Little Ant had no water for many days."],"extra":[]},{"img":["howantsaveddove-p-03.png"],"text":["“I need a drop of water, even if it falls from a leaf.”"],"extra":[]},{"img":["howantsaveddove-p-04.png"],"text":["But even the dew had dried up."],"extra":[]},{"img":["howantsaveddove-p-05.png"],"text":["“If I don’t drink, I will die,” cried Little Ant. <br>“I must go to the river I have heard about.”"],"extra":[]},{"img":["howantsaveddove-p-06.png"],"text":["“The river will sweep you away,” a wise squirrel warned him."],"extra":[]},{"img":["howantsaveddove-p-07.png"],"text":["But Little Ant was so thirsty.  <br>“I will die if I don’t drink some water.”"],"extra":[]},{"img":["howantsaveddove-p-08.png"],"text":["Little Ant went to look for the river…"],"extra":[]},{"img":["howantsaveddove-p-09.png"],"text":["across dry grass and over dry branches…"],"extra":[]},{"img":["howantsaveddove-p-10.png"],"text":["...until he heard the waves of the river splashing."],"extra":[]},{"img":["howantsaveddove-p-11.png"],"text":["Little Ant took a long sip of cool water."],"extra":[]},{"img":["howantsaveddove-p-12.png"],"text":["He was so happy he did not see the huge wave coming."],"extra":[]},{"img":["howantsaveddove-p-13.png"],"text":["Ant tried to grab the dry grass floating past him.  <br>But he was swept away by the water."],"extra":[]},{"img":["howantsaveddove-p-14.png"],"text":["“Help someone.  Help me please.”"],"extra":[]},{"img":["howantsaveddove-p-15.png"],"text":["“Quick, climb on,” said White Dove, holding a branch in his beak."],"extra":[]},{"img":["howantsaveddove-p-16.png"],"text":[],"extra":[]},{"img":["howantsaveddove-p-17.png"],"text":["“I cannot leave until I say thank you to the dove. I will wait until he comes back to drink.”"],"extra":[]},{"img":["howantsaveddove-p-18.png"],"text":["One day as he waited, two boys came to the river with their slingshots."],"extra":[]},{"img":["howantsaveddove-p-19.png"],"text":["“There is a big white dove that comes here to drink,” said one boy.<br>  “We will have it for supper tonight.”"],"extra":[]},{"img":["howantsaveddove-p-20.png"],"text":[],"extra":[]},{"img":["howantsaveddove-p-21.png"],"text":["“I cannot let the boys kill White Dove. <br>But I am so tiny, what can I do?”"],"extra":[]},{"img":["howantsaveddove-p-22.png"],"text":["Just then White Dove flew down from the tree to drink."],"extra":[]},{"img":["howantsaveddove-p-23.png"],"text":[],"extra":[]},{"img":["howantsaveddove-p-24_0.png"],"text":["Little Ant had an idea."],"extra":[]},{"img":["howantsaveddove-p-25.png"],"text":["He jumped onto one boy’s foot, and bit him as hard as he could."],"extra":[]},{"img":["howantsaveddove-p-26.png"],"text":["The boy jumped. “Ouch!” he cried."],"extra":[]},{"img":["howantsaveddove-p-27.png"],"text":["White Dove was startled and flew away to safety."],"extra":[]},{"img":["howantsaveddove-p-28.png"],"text":["That was how Little Ant thanked White Dove for saving him."],"extra":[]},{"img":["howantsaveddove-p-24_0.png"],"text":[],"extra":["<div>How ant saved dove</div><div>Writer: Kholeka Mabeta and Judith Baker</div><div>Illustration: Wiehan de Jager</div><div>Language: English</div>","<span>© African Storybook Initiative</span><span>, 2014</span><br><br><br>This work is licensed under a Creative Commons Attribution<br>(CC-BY) Version 3.0 Unported Licence<br>Disclaimer: You are free to download, copy, translate or adapt this story and use the illustrations as long as you attribute or credit the original author/s and illustrator/s.",""]}],
  	[{"id":"book_596","visibility":"free","level":2,"language":"english","type":"book","img":["accidentp7.png"],"text":[],"extra":["<div>Serious accident</div><div>Zanele Buthelezi, Thembani Dladla and Clare Verbeek</div><div>English</div>"]},{"img":["accidentp1.png"],"text":["One day my sister and I were walking near the road."],"extra":[]},{"img":["accidentp2.png"],"text":["A big truck was driving down the hill."],"extra":[]},{"img":["accidentp3.png"],"text":["A car was speeding up the hill."],"extra":[]},{"img":["accidentp4.png"],"text":["The truck driver was talking on his cell phone. <br>He was not looking at the road."],"extra":[]},{"img":["accidentp5.png"],"text":["The truck smashed into the car!"],"extra":[]},{"img":["accidentp6.png"],"text":["An ambulance and the police came to help."],"extra":[]},{"img":["accidentp7.png"],"text":["Two tow trucks came. <br>One towed the truck. <br>The other towed the car."],"extra":[]},{"img":["accidentp8.png"],"text":["We saw everything. <br>We were shocked."],"extra":[]},{"img":["accidentp5.png"],"text":[],"extra":["<div>Serious accident</div><div>Writer: Zanele Buthelezi, Thembani Dladla and Clare Verbeek</div><div>Illustration: Rob Owen</div><div>Language: English</div>","<span>© School of Education and Development (UKZN) and African Storybook Initiative</span><span>, 2007</span><br><br><br>This work is licensed under a Creative Commons Attribution<br>(CC-BY) Version 3.0 Unported Licence<br>Disclaimer: You are free to download, copy, translate or adapt this story and use the illustrations as long as you attribute or credit the original author/s and illustrator/s.","A contribution of Aga Khan Foundation to school improvement, in collaboration with like-minded education partners. Aga Khan works closely with the Ugandan Ministry of Education and Sports, teachers, and local Language Boards. See our website www.akdn.org."]}],
  	[{"id":"book_568","visibility":"free","level":2,"language":"english","type":"book","img":["saturdayafternoonillustrationsp-00cover.png"],"text":[],"extra":["<div>One hot Saturday afternoon</div><div>Nombulelo Thabane and Tessa Welch</div><div>English</div>"]},{"img":["saturdayafternoonillustrationsp-01.png"],"text":["It was a very very hot Saturday afternoon in December. Everyone was grumpy. <br>“Bontle and Mpho and Lerato, go out and play!” Mme said to us. <br>“I don’t want you under my feet.”"],"extra":[]},{"img":["saturdayafternoonillustrationsp-02.png"],"text":["We ran out of the house. <br>“Let’s go to the river,” Lerato said. “It’s cooler there.”<br>“But Mme told us not to swim in the river,” said Bontle.<br>“We won’t swim,” answered Lerato. “We’ll just play in the shade next to the water.”"],"extra":[]},{"img":["saturdayafternoonillustrationsp-03a.png"],"text":["But playing libeke is hot work, even when you’re under the trees next to the river. <br>First we took off our shoes. <br>But we were still hot. <br>Then we took off our shirts and skirts. <br>But we were still hot."],"extra":[]},{"img":["saturdayafternoonillustrationsp-04.png"],"text":["We put our feet in the river to cool off.<br>Then we splashed each other.<br>Soon we were soaked with water."],"extra":[]},{"img":["saturdayafternoonillustrationsp-05.png"],"text":["<div>“Oh come on! \u000bLet’s swim,” said Mpho. “Mme will never know.”<br><br>We swam and swam and forgot about the time. <br><br></div>"],"extra":[]},{"img":["saturdayafternoonillustrationsp-06.png"],"text":["The sun started to go down, and we felt chilly. <br>Where were our clothes?"],"extra":[]},{"img":["saturdayafternoonillustrationsp-07.png"],"text":["We looked under the trees. <br>We looked on the bushes. <br>We looked everywhere."],"extra":[]},{"img":["saturdayafternoonillustrationsp-08a.png"],"text":["There were some cows near the river, enjoying the sweet grass. <br>Bontle looked up, “Look at that cow! What’s in her mouth?”<br>“She’s eating a red flower,” said Lerato.<br>“It’s not a red flower,” shouted Mpho. “It’s your shirt!”"],"extra":[]},{"img":["saturdayafternoonillustrationsp-08b.png"],"text":["We looked at another cow who was chewing something blue. <br>“That’s my skirt!” shouted Bontle."],"extra":[]},{"img":["saturdayafternoonillustrationsp-09.png"],"text":["We went home in our panties, shivering. But not only because it was cool. <br>“It was the cows,” we cried.  “The cows ate our clothes.”<br>But did Mme believe us? Soon our bottoms were very warm. And it wasn’t from the sun."],"extra":[]},{"img":["saturdayafternoonillustrationsp-05.png"],"text":[],"extra":["<div>One hot Saturday afternoon</div><div>Writer: Nombulelo Thabane and Tessa Welch</div><div>Illustration: Wiehan de Jager</div><div>Language: English</div>","<span>© African Storybook Initiative, 2014 </span><span>, 2014</span><br><br><br>This work is licensed under a Creative Commons Attribution<br>(CC-BY) Version 3.0 Unported Licence<br>Disclaimer: You are free to download, copy, translate or adapt this story and use the illustrations as long as you attribute or credit the original author/s and illustrator/s.","If you would like to watch an interesting version of this story - from the point of view of the cows! - go to The Two Sotho Cows performance on YouTube at http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=S_pUNNJQ2UE."]}],
  	[{"id":"book_834","visibility":"free","level":2,"language":"english","type":"book","img":["talking-bagillustrationsp-01.jpg"],"text":[],"extra":["<div>The talking bag</div><div>Caroline Lentupuru</div><div>English</div>"]},{"img":["talking-bagillustrationsp-01.jpg"],"text":["Once upon a time there was a female giant.<br>As she was walking near the lake one day, she found three little girls. <br>She asked them, “Who among you is loved by both parents?”"],"extra":[]},{"img":["talking-bagillustrationsp-02.jpg"],"text":["<div>One of the girls said, \"My mother loves me most.\" <br><br>Another said, \"My father loves me most.\"<br><br>But the third one said, \"I am loved by both parents.\"</div>"],"extra":[]},{"img":["talking-bagillustrationsp-03.jpg"],"text":["The giant then asked the girl loved by both parents to help her put a load of firewood on her back. <br>So the girl followed the giant."],"extra":[]},{"img":["talking-bagillustrationsp-04.jpg"],"text":["After going for some distance, the girl asked the giant, “Where is your firewood?” <br>The giant replied, “It is near those trees over there!”"],"extra":[]},{"img":["talking-bagillustrationsp-05.jpg"],"text":["When they reached the trees, the girl asked again, “Where is your firewood?”  <br>The giant answered, “Not far now!”"],"extra":[]},{"img":["talking-bagillustrationsp-06.jpg"],"text":["They walked on and met a man. <br>He asked the giant, “What is the name of your child?”  <br>The giant replied, “She is called the ‘talking bag’.”"],"extra":[]},{"img":["talking-bagillustrationsp-07.jpg"],"text":["The girl burst out singing:<br>“I am not called the talking bag.<br>My name is Kaamungei!<br>Oh!  My mother, whom I love,<br>Oh! My father, whom I love,<br>Oh! My calabash, which I use to drink milk!”"],"extra":[]},{"img":["talking-bagillustrationsp-08.jpg"],"text":["When the man heard what the girl sang, he rescued her and took her back to her parents. <br>&nbsp;<br>The story ends there!"],"extra":[]},{"img":["talking-bagillustrationsp-07_0.jpg"],"text":[],"extra":["<div>The talking bag</div><div>Writer: Caroline Lentupuru</div><div>Illustration: Wiehan de Jager</div><div>Language: English</div>","<span>© African Storybook Initiative</span><span>, 2014</span><br><br><br>This work is licensed under a Creative Commons Attribution<br>(CC-BY) Version 3.0 Unported Licence<br>Disclaimer: You are free to download, copy, translate or adapt this story and use the illustrations as long as you attribute or credit the original author/s and illustrator/s.",""]}],
  	[{"id":"book_930","visibility":"free","level":2,"language":"english","type":"book","img":["first-man-first-womanp04.jpg"],"text":[],"extra":["<div>First man and first woman</div><div>Southern African Folktale</div><div>English</div>"]},{"img":["first-man-first-womanp01.jpg"],"text":["Long long ago when the earth was new,  <br>great mountains covered the world like a blanket, and tall trees spiked the sky."],"extra":[]},{"img":["first-man-first-womanp02.jpg"],"text":["In this world, there was a deep dark pool, silent and cold."],"extra":[]},{"img":["first-man-first-womanp03.jpg"],"text":["At the bottom of this pool were two snakes. <br>One had thick strongly patterned coils, and the other was smaller and more delicate."],"extra":[]},{"img":["first-man-first-womanp04.jpg"],"text":["Then one day, there was a great storm. <br>A flash of lightning pierced right to the bottom of the pool. <br>The waters parted for a moment. <br>The snakes saw the earth above, full of colours and shapes and feathered creatures. <br>When the waters closed again, the snakes could not forget the beauty they had seen."],"extra":[]},{"img":["first-man-first-womanp05.jpg"],"text":["“We cannot stay in this dark cold pool any longer,” they said to each other. <br>“Let us go up and see the earth above.”<br>“How will we live on earth?” said the smaller snake. <br>“Will we crawl on our bellies?”"],"extra":[]},{"img":["first-man-first-womanp06.jpg"],"text":["“The birds of the air will not laugh at us for being so low,” said her friend. <br>“We will not crawl, we will walk!”<br>Very slowly the snakes uncoiled themselves. <br>Close together they began to swim up, up, to the light above."],"extra":[]},{"img":["first-man-first-womanp07.jpg"],"text":["And as they reached the surface of the water, a strange thing happened. <br>The tips of their tails split into two. <br>They grew limbs with feet and toes.<br>From just beneath their heads grew two arms with hands and fingers."],"extra":[]},{"img":["first-man-first-womanp08.jpg"],"text":["They were no longer snakes, but Man and Woman."],"extra":[]},{"img":["first-man-first-womanp09.jpg"],"text":["“We will make our home in the hills,” said Woman. “Each morning we will see the sun rise and feel it warm on our backs.” <br>“We will look after the grass and the trees,” said Man. “And be friends with Bird and Beast.”"],"extra":[]},{"img":["first-man-first-womanp10.jpg"],"text":["“Come,” said First Man. <br>“I will,” said First Woman. <br>And they walked out together into their new world."],"extra":[]},{"img":["first-man-first-womanp09.jpg"],"text":[],"extra":["<div>First man and first woman</div><div>Writer: Southern African Folktale</div><div>Illustration: Jemma Kahn</div><div>Language: English</div>","<span>© African Storybook Initiative</span><span>, 2014</span><br><br><br>This work is licensed under a Creative Commons Attribution<br>(CC-BY) Version 3.0 Unported Licence<br>Disclaimer: You are free to download, copy, translate or adapt this story and use the illustrations as long as you attribute or credit the original author/s and illustrator/s.","The inspiration for this retelling came from Diana Pitcher’s version of the folktale in The Calabash Child: African Folktales (Skilton &amp; Shaw, 1980)."]}],
  	[{"id":"book_951","visibility":"extra","level":2,"language":"english","type":"book","img":["elders04.png"],"text":[],"extra":["<div>Elders</div><div>Oku Modesto</div><div>English</div>"]},{"img":["elders01.png"],"text":["Once upon a time there was a husband and wife with children. <br>The mother prepared food for <br>the family each day. She would bring the meal to the table for <br>them to eat."],"extra":[]},{"img":["elders02.png"],"text":["The father would divide the meat. He would say to the eldest child, <br>“I am old enough for meat. Here is yours. Wait until you are older.”"],"extra":[]},{"img":["elders03.png"],"text":["Then he would say to the next <br>child, “I am old enough for <br>meat. Here is yours. Wait until <br>you are older.” <br>It went like this for all the<br>children. The youngest child <br>got the tiniest piece of meat."],"extra":[]},{"img":["elders04.png"],"text":["The father kept the big pieces <br>of meat for himself and his wife. <br>The children were quiet and <br>ate their food."],"extra":[]},{"img":["elders05.png"],"text":["Years passed  and the children <br>grew up. The parents grew old. <br>They became helpless. <br>The children took turns <br>preparing food for their old <br>mother and father."],"extra":[]},{"img":["elders06.png"],"text":["One day at meal time, the <br>eldest child served the meat as <br>usual. But this time she gave <br>only a tiny piece to her father <br>and a tiny piece to her mother."],"extra":[]},{"img":["elders07.png"],"text":["She said to her parents, “You <br>ate yours, now it is our time. <br>We are old enough.” <br>She served most of the meat <br>to her brothers and sisters."],"extra":[]},{"img":["elders08.png"],"text":["The father remembered what <br>he did while his children were young. <br>Mother and father agreed that <br>it was not the right thing to do. <br>They asked for forgiveness. <br>The children promised that they <br>would not repeat this mistake <br>with their own children."],"extra":[]},{"img":["elders08.png"],"text":[],"extra":["<div>Elders</div><div>Writer: Oku Modesto</div><div>Illustration: Salim Kasamba</div><div>Translated By: Oku Modesto</div><div>Language: English</div>","<span>© African Storybook Initiative</span><span>, 2015</span><br><br><br>This work is licensed under a Creative Commons Attribution<br>(CC-BY 4.0) Version 4.0 International Licence<br>Disclaimer: You are free to download, copy, translate or adapt this story and use the illustrations as long as you attribute or credit the original author/s and illustrator/s.","This story was written and translated by a student teacher at Arua PTC, Uganda."]}],
  	[{"id":"book_501","visibility":"extra","level":2,"language":"english","type":"book","img":["porridge6edit.png"],"text":[],"extra":["<div>Porridge</div><div>Zimbili Dlamini and Hlengiwe Zondi</div><div>English</div>"]},{"img":["porridge01.png"],"text":["Zama is getting<br>ready for school."],"extra":[]},{"img":["porridge02.png"],"text":["Dad is cooking <br>porridge for <br>breakfast."],"extra":[]},{"img":["porridge03.png"],"text":["<div>\"Mom makes the  <br><br>best porridge!\" <br><br>says Zama.<br><br></div>"],"extra":[]},{"img":["porridge4edit.png"],"text":["Porridge gives Zama <br>energy for school."],"extra":[]},{"img":["porridge5edit.png"],"text":["The porridge is ready."],"extra":[]},{"img":["porridge6edit.png"],"text":["Dad pours the milk, <br>with love."],"extra":[]},{"img":["porridge7edit.png"],"text":["<div>\"Dad, I think this <br><br>porridge needs <br><br>more sugar,\" <br><br>says Zama.<br><br><br><br></div>"],"extra":[]},{"img":["porridge9edit.png"],"text":["<div>\"Mom's porridge tastes<br><br>much better than <br><br>Dad's porridge,\" <br><br>thinks Zama.<br><br></div>"],"extra":[]},{"img":["porridge8edit.png"],"text":["<div>\"Dad, please can<br><br>I have more sugar?\"<br><br>asks Zama.<br><br></div>"],"extra":[]},{"img":["porridge10edit.png"],"text":["Dad gives Zama <br>more sugar."],"extra":[]},{"img":["porridge11edit.png"],"text":["<div>\"Wu! Dad! You put <br><br>salt on my porridge!\"<br><br></div>"],"extra":[]},{"img":["porridge12edit.png"],"text":["<div>\"Dad, when will Mom be home?\" asks Zama.<br><br></div>"],"extra":[]},{"img":["11-png-final.png"],"text":[],"extra":["<div>Porridge</div><div>Writer: Zimbili Dlamini and Hlengiwe Zondi</div><div>Illustration: Catherine Groenewald</div><div>Translated By: Zimbili Dlamini and Hlengiwe Zondi</div><div>Language: English</div>","<span>© African Storybook Initiative and Molteno Institute</span><span>, 2014</span><br><br><br>This work is licensed under a Creative Commons Attribution<br>(CC-BY) Version 3.0 Unported Licence<br>Disclaimer: You are free to download, copy, translate or adapt this story and use the illustrations as long as you attribute or credit the original author/s and illustrator/s.",""]}],
  	[{"id":"book_701","visibility":"free","level":3,"language":"english","type":"book","img":["anansigivespeoplestoriesillustrationp-12_0.png"],"text":[],"extra":["<div>Anansi gives people stories</div><div>Ghanaian folktale</div><div>English</div>"]},{"img":["anansigivespeoplestoriesillustrationp-01.png"],"text":["Long, long ago, the Sky God, Nyame, kept all stories locked in a wooden box, high in the sky.<br>People down on earth had no stories to tell and they were very sad.  <br>They asked Anansi the clever Spider to help them."],"extra":[]},{"img":["anansigivespeoplestoriesillustrationp-02.png"],"text":["<div>Anansi spun a long thread, and climbed up his sticky thread all the way to heaven. <br><br>\"Can I have the stories, please?\" he asked the Sky God.<br><br>But Nyame laughed at Anansi and said, \"Oh, these are very expensive stories. You wouldn't be able to pay for them, little spider.\" <br><br></div>"],"extra":[]},{"img":["anansigivespeoplestoriesillustrationp-03.png"],"text":["<div>\"How much do the stories cost?\" asked Anansi.<br><br>\"You'll have to bring me three rare and fierce animals,\" Nyame answered, \"A leopard with sharp teeth like spears, a hornet that stings people, and a snake that swallows people whole.\" <br><br>He laughed and laughed. He thought his stories were quite safe. <br><br></div>"],"extra":[]},{"img":["anansigivespeoplestoriesillustrationp-04.png"],"text":["So Anansi climbed slowly back down his sticky thread to the earth. He thought and he thought, and he came up with a plan. <br>He dug a deep hole, covered it with branches and dirt so it was hidden, and he went home for supper. In the morning, sure enough, a leopard had fallen into his pit. He was furiously scratching at the side of the pit, but he couldn’t get out."],"extra":[]},{"img":["anansigivespeoplestoriesillustrationp-05.png"],"text":["<div>\"Oh let me help you, my dear friend!\" said Anansi. \"Just lie down on these sticks and I’ll pull you out.\"<br><br><br><br>Anansi wound his sticky web round the leopard and the sticks, and pulled him up to heaven to show the Sky God. <br><br>But Nyame just laughed and said, \"Where are the other two?\"<br><br> <br><br></div>"],"extra":[]},{"img":["anansigivespeoplestoriesillustrationp-06.png"],"text":["So Anansi went back down to earth to get the second creature. He thought and he thought and he came up with a plan.<br>He took a gourd full of water and went to the tree where the hornets lived. He poured out some of the water all over their nest. Then he cut a leaf from a banana tree and held it over his head, and he poured the rest of the water all over himself."],"extra":[]},{"img":["anansigivespeoplestoriesillustrationp-07.png"],"text":["<div>He called out to the hornets, \"Hey hornets! Come see! It is raining! Quick - get inside my gourd and it will keep all of you dry.\" <br><br>Hornets don’t like to get wet, so they all flew into Anansi's gourd.<br><br></div>"],"extra":[]},{"img":["anansigivespeoplestoriesillustrationp-08.png"],"text":["<div>Then Anansi quickly spun a web across the opening so the hornets couldn't get out no matter how much they buzzed.<br><br><br><br>He carried them up to heaven and showed them to the Sky God. <br><br>But Nyame just said, \"Where's the last one?\" (He wasn't laughing so much anymore.)<br><br></div>"],"extra":[]},{"img":["anansigivespeoplestoriesillustrationp-09.png"],"text":["<div>So Anansi went down to earth again. He thought and thought and he thought, but he couldn’t come up with a plan. So he asked his wife, who had a very good idea. <br><br><br><br>Together they found a good long thick branch and some strong vines. <br><br>When they got near the stream where the snake lived, they began to argue. <br><br>\"The branch is longer!\" <br><br>\"No, it isn’t!\" <br><br>\"Yes it is!\" <br><br></div>"],"extra":[]},{"img":["anansigivespeoplestoriesillustrationp-10.png"],"text":["<div>Soon the snake came out and asked what the argument was. <br><br>\"I was arguing with my wife,\" said Anansi. \"She says this stick is longer than you are. But I don’t agree.\"<br><br>\"Of course I’m longer than that stick!\" said the snake. <br><br>\"I'm very long! I'm a huge snake! Just put your stick next to me and measure!\" <br><br></div>"],"extra":[]},{"img":["anansigivespeoplestoriesillustrationp-11.png"],"text":["So Anansi did that, and he tied the snake to the stick with his vine to keep him straight.<br>When he was all tied up, Anansi took the snake up to heaven."],"extra":[]},{"img":["anansigivespeoplestoriesillustrationp-12_0.png"],"text":["Nyame had to admit that Anansi had paid his price. So he went to his wooden box, opened the lid, and gave all the stories to Anansi. <br>Anansi carried the stories triumphantly down to earth.<br>He shared them with his wife, and with all the other animals and people.<br>Stories are for telling, not for keeping in wooden boxes."],"extra":[]},{"img":["anansigivespeoplestoriesillustrationp-03.png"],"text":[],"extra":["<div>Anansi gives people stories</div><div>Writer: Ghanaian folktale</div><div>Illustration: Wiehan de Jager</div><div>Language: English</div>","<span>© African Storybook Initiative</span><span>, 2014</span><br><br><br>This work is licensed under a Creative Commons Attribution<br>(CC-BY) Version 3.0 Unported Licence<br>Disclaimer: You are free to download, copy, translate or adapt this story and use the illustrations as long as you attribute or credit the original author/s and illustrator/s.",""]}],
  	[{"id":"book_927","visibility":"free","level":3,"language":"english","type":"book","img":["anansiandthevultureillustrationp-09.png"],"text":[],"extra":["<div>Anansi and Vulture</div><div>Ghanaian folktale</div><div>English</div>"]},{"img":["anansiandthevultureillustrationp-01.png"],"text":["Anansi the Spider and Rabbit were friends. They lived in a peaceful village in the mountains.<br>Rabbit owned a big farm with lots of vegetables and fruit. <br>Even though Rabbit shared generously with his friend, Anansi was unhappy and jealous."],"extra":[]},{"img":["anansiandthevultureillustrationp-02.png"],"text":["So Anansi thought of a clever plan to take over Rabbit’s farm. <br>Soon Rabbit was left poor and homeless. Anansi was the proud owner of all Rabbit’s land, vegetables, and fruit."],"extra":[]},{"img":["anansiandthevultureillustrationp-03.png"],"text":["Anansi went to the market to sell his fruit and vegetables. <br>He made so much money that he filled a big basket with it! <br>With some of the money, he bought maize for his family, and put it on top of the money in the basket."],"extra":[]},{"img":["anansiandthevultureillustrationp-04.png"],"text":["Anansi happily headed home with his basket on his head, singing. <br>He was thinking about all the things he was going to buy with his  money."],"extra":[]},{"img":["anansiandthevultureillustrationp-05.png"],"text":["On the way it started to drizzle. <br>Soon the drizzle turned into a heavy downpour. <br>Anansi the Spider left his basket on the side of the road to shelter under a tree. But from there he kept a close watch on  his precious basket."],"extra":[]},{"img":["anansiandthevultureillustrationp-06.png"],"text":["It started to rain even more heavily, and Anansi was getting cold and wet. So he ran into a hole.  <br>“I will stay in this hole until the rain stops,” said Anansi to himself. “At least my money is protected by the maize I put on top of it.”"],"extra":[]},{"img":["anansiandthevultureillustrationp-07.png"],"text":["A little while later, Vulture was flying around and spotted the basket on the side of the road. <br>He saw that there was money and maize in the basket. <br>So he covered the basket with his wings and waited for the rain to stop."],"extra":[]},{"img":["anansiandthevultureillustrationp-08.png"],"text":["Anansi saw Vulture sitting on his basket. <br>“Oh thank you, my friend, for protecting my basket,” he said to the Vulture.<br>“Excuse me, Anansi, did I hear you right?” asked Vulture. “Your basket? This basket is mine! I found it here on the road side!”<br>Anansi could not believe his ears! “It’s mine, I tell you!”"],"extra":[]},{"img":["anansiandthevultureillustrationp-09.png"],"text":["Furious, Anansi went and reported the theft to the chief. But Vulture said to the chief and his elders, “How could anyone leave a basket full of money and maize unguarded on the road?”<br>“But I was watching my basket,” said Anansi. “It’s my money and my maize!”<br>“I was looking after the basket  when you came and said it was yours!” replied Vulture."],"extra":[]},{"img":["anansiandthevultureillustrationp-10.png"],"text":["When the chief and his elders had listened carefully to both sides, they sent Anansi and Vulture away. <br>They discussed the story for a long time. <br>Eventually they reached a decision."],"extra":[]},{"img":["anansiandthevultureillustrationp-11.png"],"text":["They summoned Anansi and the Vulture again. <br>“We believe Vulture’s story,” they said. “He is not the thief. You were trying to claim something that was not yours.”<br>Anansi could not believe his ears! He burst into tears."],"extra":[]},{"img":["anansiandthevultureillustrationp-12.png"],"text":["The news soon spread that the judgement had gone against Anansi. <br>As he walked away, he heard Rabbit laughing and laughing.<br> <br>Rabbit went back to his farm and grew fruit and vegetables. <br>But Anansi was poor again, with no friends."],"extra":[]},{"img":["anansiandtheturtleelement-28.png"],"text":[],"extra":["<div>Anansi and Vulture</div><div>Writer: Ghanaian folktale</div><div>Illustration: Wiehan de Jager</div><div>Language: English</div>","<span>© African Storybook Initiative</span><span>, 2014</span><br><br><br>This work is licensed under a Creative Commons Attribution<br>(CC-BY) Version 3.0 Unported Licence<br>Disclaimer: You are free to download, copy, translate or adapt this story and use the illustrations as long as you attribute or credit the original author/s and illustrator/s.",""]}],
  	[{"id":"book_739","visibility":"free","level":3,"language":"english","type":"book","img":["pg-5-jpeg_0.jpg"],"text":[],"extra":["<div>Kisirusiru, the foolish one</div><div>Cissy Kiwanuka Luyiga</div><div>English</div>"]},{"img":["pg-1-jpeg.jpg"],"text":["Once upon a time, there was a farmer and his wife who had only one child, a boy called Kisirusiru."],"extra":[]},{"img":["kisirusiru-03.jpg"],"text":["One day as Kisirusiru was taking the goats out, a goat's horn tore his shirt.<br>His mother sent him to the shop to buy a needle so that he could mend his shirt. Kisirusiru bought the needle and put it in the pocket of his shirt."],"extra":[]},{"img":["pg-3-jpeg.jpg"],"text":["As he was going home, he found boys playing football and joined them. The needle fell out of his pocket and got lost. <br>When he reached home he told his mother what had happened. <br>“My child,” said his mother, “next time put the needle on a piece of paper.”  <br>“Yes mother, I understand,” replied Kisirusiru."],"extra":[]},{"img":[],"text":["The next day, the boy picked up a pot to go and fetch water. He remembered what his mother said, and wrapped the pot in a piece of paper to carry it back home. <br>But on the way the paper got torn and the pot fell down and broke into pieces, spilling the water on the ground. <br>When he got home, his mother patiently explained, “My child, next time put the pot on your head. Then you’ll be able to  carry it without spilling.”<br>“Yes mother, I understand,” said Kisirusiru."],"extra":[]},{"img":["pg-4-jpeg_0.jpg"],"text":[],"extra":[]},{"img":["pg-5-jpeg_0.jpg"],"text":["The following day, Kisirusiru’s father told him to take the goats out to graze. <br>He remembered what his mother had said, and put the goat on his head. <br>The goat kicked and scratched Kisirusiru’s head.  Soon blood was pouring down his face.  <br>“When will you stop your stupidity?” said his father, exasperated. <br>“Goats are tied and pulled with ropes! If you can’t behave properly, you’ll have to leave this house.”"],"extra":[]},{"img":["pg-6-jpeg_0.jpg"],"text":["The next day, the man sent his son to go buy some meat at the market. <br>Remembering what his father said, Kisirusiru tied a rope around the meat and started pulling it home. He ran very fast so as not to keep his father waiting.<br>Imagine how the meat looked when it reached home?"],"extra":[]},{"img":["pg-7-jpeg_0.jpg"],"text":["His father was so angry he told him to pack his things and go away. <br>When his mother heard this, she decided to leave with her son.   <br>When they left, they took the kitchen door with them - to have something to start building a new house."],"extra":[]},{"img":["pg-8-jpeg_0.jpg"],"text":["They had walked for quite a while but could not find anywhere to build their new house.  <br>When it became dark, they decided to climb up a tree and sleep."],"extra":[]},{"img":["pg-9-jpeg_0.jpg"],"text":["They had just climbed the tree, pulling the door up after them, when they heard noises down below. <br>They saw three dangerous looking men with huge sacks. <br>They were so scared that they let go of the door. It crashed to the ground, terrifying the men so much that they ran away leaving everything behind."],"extra":[]},{"img":["pg-10-jpeg_0.jpg"],"text":["Kisirusiru and his mother climbed down the tree. <br>When they opened the sacks, they found money, clothes, blankets, everything they needed to set up house.  <br>They soon found a place to build themselves a new house, and lived happily ever after."],"extra":[]},{"img":["pg-6-jpeg_0.jpg"],"text":[],"extra":["<div>Kisirusiru, the foolish one</div><div>Writer: Cissy Kiwanuka Luyiga</div><div>Illustration: Catherine Groenewald</div><div>Language: English</div>","<span>© African Storybook Initiative</span><span>, 2014</span><br><br><br>This work is licensed under a Creative Commons Attribution<br>(CC-BY) Version 3.0 Unported Licence<br>Disclaimer: You are free to download, copy, translate or adapt this story and use the illustrations as long as you attribute or credit the original author/s and illustrator/s.",""]}],
  	[{"id":"book_601","visibility":"free","level":3,"language":"english","type":"book","img":["whyanansihas8thinlegsillustrationp-08.jpg"],"text":[],"extra":["<div>Lazy Anansi</div><div>Ghanaian folktale</div><div>English</div>"]},{"img":["whyanansihas8thinlegsillustrationp-01.jpg"],"text":["Once upon a time, there was a spider called Anansi. <br>He was too lazy to cook his own food. Instead, he used to visit his friends and eat the delicious food they had cooked."],"extra":[]},{"img":["whyanansihas8thinlegsillustrationp-02.jpg"],"text":["One day, he was walking past Rabbit’s house when he smelled something cooking. <br>“Greens!” he said excitedly. <br>“They’re not quite ready yet,” said Rabbit. “You can help me with the washing up in the mean time.” <br>“Sorry, I have things to do. I’ll come back later,” said Anansi."],"extra":[]},{"img":["whyanansihas8thinlegsillustrationp-03.jpg"],"text":["“How will I call you when they’re ready?” asked Rabbit. <br>Anansi thought for a minute. <br>“I'll spin a web,” he said,  “and tie one end around my leg and one end to your pot. When the greens are ready, pull on the web string and I’ll come right away.”<br>So Anansi tied the web to the pot, and walked on."],"extra":[]},{"img":["whyanansihas8thinlegsillustrationp-04.jpg"],"text":["A short while later he saw Monkey and his wife, cooking some beans in a large pot. <br>“Come and join us!” they said. “The beans are nearly ready.”<br>“Sorry, I have things to do,” said Anansi before they could ask him to help.<br>“But let me tie one end  of this web around my leg and one end to your pot. When the beans are ready, pull on the web string, and I’ll come.”"],"extra":[]},{"img":["whyanansihas8thinlegsillustrationp-05.jpg"],"text":["He walked on until he smelled  sweet potatoes. <br>“Anansi,” called his friend Warthog. “My pot is full of sweet potatoes and honey! Come and share my food with me. Here’s a fork for you to help me stir.”<br>“I’ll come back later,” said Anansi quickly. “But let me tie one end  of this web around my leg and one end to your pot. When the sweet potatoes are ready, pull on the web string, and I’ll come.”"],"extra":[]},{"img":["whyanansihas8thinlegsillustrationp-06.jpg"],"text":["By the time Anansi arrived at the river, each of his eight legs was tied to a different pot of delicious food. <br>Just then, Anansi felt a tug on one of his legs.<br>“Rabbit’s food is ready!” he said, licking his lips."],"extra":[]},{"img":["whyanansihas8thinlegsillustrationp-07.jpg"],"text":["He felt a second tug. <br>And a third. <br>And a fourth, fifth, sixth,  seventh, eighth... <br>Everyone was pulling on the web strings at the same time!<br>“Stop! Stop!” he cried in pain, as his legs were stretched thinner and thinner. <br>But no one could hear him."],"extra":[]},{"img":["whyanansihas8thinlegsillustrationp-08.jpg"],"text":["Finally, the web strings could hold no longer. They snapped one by one. <br>Anansi rolled into the river to soothe his painful legs. But his legs would not return to their normal shape. <br>And he was too embarrassed to go to any of his friends and share their food that day."],"extra":[]},{"img":["whyanansihas8thinlegsillustrationp-07.jpg"],"text":[],"extra":["<div>Lazy Anansi</div><div>Writer: Ghanaian folktale</div><div>Illustration: Wiehan de Jager</div><div>Language: English</div>","<span>© African Storybook Initiative</span><span>, 2014</span><br><br><br>This work is licensed under a Creative Commons Attribution<br>(CC-BY) Version 3.0 Unported Licence<br>Disclaimer: You are free to download, copy, translate or adapt this story and use the illustrations as long as you attribute or credit the original author/s and illustrator/s.",""]}],
  	[{"id":"book_974","visibility":"free","level":3,"language":"english","type":"book","img":["king-birdsillustrationp-04_0.jpg"],"text":[],"extra":["<div>The Clever Little Bird</div><div>South African Folktale</div><div>English</div>"]},{"img":["king-birdsillustrationp-01.jpg"],"text":["Once long ago, the birds had a meeting. They wanted a king."],"extra":[]},{"img":["king-birdsillustrationp-02.jpg"],"text":["<div>The Eagle wanted to be king. The other birds said, \"Your call is too sad to be king\". <br><br><br><br>The Ostrich wanted to be king. The other birds said, \"You can't fly\".<br><br></div>"],"extra":[]},{"img":["king-birdsillustrationp-03.jpg"],"text":["<div>Peacock wanted to be king. The other birds said, \"You are too proud. You cannot be king\".<br><br><br><br>Owl wanted to be king. The other birds said, \"You sleep during the day.You cannot be king\".</div>"],"extra":[]},{"img":["king-birdsillustrationp-04.jpg"],"text":["<div>And so they did not get too far.<br><br><br><br>Then one bird said, \"Who can fly the highest? That bird should be king\". <br><br><br><br>All the birds flew up up up into the sky.</div>"],"extra":[]},{"img":["king-birdsillustrationp-05.jpg"],"text":["Goose flew over the highest mountains in the world. <br>Eagle flew into the blue above the mountains.<br>But Vulture flew without stopping, up towards the sun."],"extra":[]},{"img":["king-birdsillustrationp-06.jpg"],"text":["<div>High above them, the birds heard Vulture cry, \"I am the highest, I am king!\"<br><br></div>"],"extra":[]},{"img":["king-birdsillustrationp-07.jpg"],"text":["<div>Vulture heard a tiny voice, \"Tink, tink, tink! I am the highest, I am king.\" It was Ncede, the Neddicky, the smallest bird of all! <br><br><br><br>He had held onto the feathers of Vulture as he flew up into the sky!<br><br></div>"],"extra":[]},{"img":["king-birdsillustrationp-10.jpg"],"text":["So Vulture flew down with the little bird still under his wing.<br>The other birds were cross with Ncede. They waited for him, ready to pluck out all his feathers"],"extra":[]},{"img":["king-birdsillustrationp-11.jpg"],"text":["But the quick little bird saw how angry they were, and flew into an empty snake hole."],"extra":[]},{"img":["king-birdsillustrationp-12.jpg"],"text":["The birds told Owl to wait near the hole and catch him when he comes out.<br>So Owl sat in front of the hole."],"extra":[]},{"img":["king-birdsillustrationp-13.jpg"],"text":["But the sun was warm and soon Owl was fast asleep.<br>The little bird peeped out, saw that Owl was asleep, and z-zip, away he went."],"extra":[]},{"img":["king-birdsillustrationp-14.jpg"],"text":["Owl was very ashamed that he had let the little bird escape. <br>Now he only hunts at night. <br>In the day, he sleeps, away from the sight of the other birds.<br>&nbsp;"],"extra":[]},{"img":["king-birdsillustrationp-04.jpg"],"text":[],"extra":["<div>The Clever Little Bird</div><div>Writer: South African Folktale</div><div>Illustration: Wiehan de Jager</div><div>Adapted By: Liz Ralfe and Suzanne Singh</div><div>Language: English</div>","<span>© African Storybook Initiative</span><span>, 2014</span><br><br><br>This work is licensed under a Creative Commons Attribution<br>(CC-BY) Version 3.0 Unported Licence<br>Disclaimer: You are free to download, copy, translate or adapt this story and use the illustrations as long as you attribute or credit the original author/s and illustrator/s.","Adapted from a story in 'South African Folk-Tales', by James A. Honey, 2010."]}],
  	[{"id":"book_945","visibility":"free","level":3,"language":"english","type":"book","img":["kamiyooftheriverp13_0.jpg"],"text":[],"extra":["<div>The tree wife</div><div>Southern African Folktale</div><div>English</div>"]},{"img":["kamiyooftheriverp01_0.jpg"],"text":["Once upon a time, there lived a man who had plenty of everything – a large fertile farm, with cattle, sheep, and goats.<br>But, as he grew old, he grew sad, because one thing was missing. He did not have a wife."],"extra":[]},{"img":["kamiyooftheriverp02_0.jpg"],"text":["Standing under a tree one day, he had a brilliant idea.<br>If he couldn’t find a wife, perhaps he could make one?"],"extra":[]},{"img":["kamiyooftheriverp03_0.jpg"],"text":["So he set to work to shape a beautiful woman from a strong branch of the tree. When he had finished making the statue, he touched her eyes, and they opened. <br>He blew gently on her, and she came alive."],"extra":[]},{"img":["kamiyooftheriverp04_0.jpg"],"text":["She was truly the most beautiful woman he had ever seen. <br>He knelt before her, and asked her to be his wife."],"extra":[]},{"img":["kamiyooftheriverp05_0.jpg"],"text":["He gave her a colourful apron, beads, and a head ring, the sign of a married woman. And he built her a house with the mud and grass that used to lie at the foot of her trunk. <br>“Only one thing I beg of you,” he said to his wife. “Never tell anyone where you come from.”"],"extra":[]},{"img":["kamiyooftheriverp06_0.jpg"],"text":["But before long, the young men from a neighbouring village began talking among themselves. <br>“How can such an old man have such a beautiful young wife?”<br>So they decided to steal her and take her to their own kraal."],"extra":[]},{"img":["kamiyooftheriverp07_0.jpg"],"text":["The old man was heartbroken. He felt he could not live without her.<br>But then he thought, “Perhaps if I have something of hers, I would not feel so sad?”<br>So he sent his doves to find her, to sing to her, and to bring back something of hers to him."],"extra":[]},{"img":["kamiyooftheriverp08_0.jpg"],"text":["When they found her, they sang to her in the language of birds:<br>Tree woman, tree woman<br>More beautiful than any other <br>Your husband has sent us<br>To bring back your apron!"],"extra":[]},{"img":["kamiyooftheriverp09_0.jpg"],"text":["She gave them her apron, and they flew over the hill, over the river, back to her husband. He held the apron to his face, and was comforted for a little while."],"extra":[]},{"img":["kamiyooftheriverp10_0.jpg"],"text":["But his longing did not go away. <br>So again he sent his doves to sing to her:<br>Tree woman, tree woman<br>More beautiful than any other<br>Your husband has sent us<br>To bring back your head ring!<br>And back they flew with the head ring, the sign of a married woman."],"extra":[]},{"img":["kamiyooftheriverp11_0.jpg"],"text":["He held the head ring and sighed for his wife, far away in the kraal of other people. <br>After a while, he called his doves again. He told them to go to her and sing:  <br>Tree woman, tree woman<br>More beautiful than any other<br>Your husband has sent us<br>To bring back your life!"],"extra":[]},{"img":["kamiyooftheriverp12_0.jpg"],"text":["So away they went the third time. <br>They perched on her shoulders. As they sang, each bird pecked out an eye. <br>Immediately she turned again into a statue. Her feet and arms fell away. Then her head. And she fell to the ground."],"extra":[]},{"img":["kamiyooftheriverp13.png"],"text":["Her husband slowly rolled her wooden trunk to the river. He stood her up with her roots in the water. Nourished by sun and soil, she grew leaves again."],"extra":[]},{"img":["kamiyooftheriverp13_0.jpg"],"text":["And when the wind blows, the leaves sigh. <br>Just as a woman does when she longs for her husband."],"extra":[]},{"img":["kamiyooftheriverp05_0.jpg"],"text":[],"extra":["<div>The tree wife</div><div>Writer: Southern African Folktale</div><div>Illustration: Jemma Kahn</div><div>Language: English</div>","<span>© African Storybook Initiative</span><span>, 2014</span><br><br><br>This work is licensed under a Creative Commons Attribution<br>(CC-BY) Version 3.0 Unported Licence<br>Disclaimer: You are free to download, copy, translate or adapt this story and use the illustrations as long as you attribute or credit the original author/s and illustrator/s.","Listen on YouTube to another version of this story – Kamiyo of the River http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=li8tklIflMs"]}],
  	[{"id":"book_878","visibility":"free","level":3,"language":"english","type":"book","img":["mulongo-and-hyenasp-10.jpg"],"text":[],"extra":["<div>Mulongo and the hyenas </div><div>Sarah Nangobi</div><div>English</div>"]},{"img":["mulongo-and-hyenasp-01.jpg"],"text":["There was once a girl called Mulongo who lived with her parents near the village of Budongo.<br>One day Mulongo's mother sent her to fetch water at the well."],"extra":[]},{"img":["mulongo-and-hyenasp-02.jpg"],"text":["<div>On the way, she met her friends. They were going to the forest to get firewood. Mulongo wanted to go with them.<br><br><br><br>\"Please wait for me under this muvule tree!\" she said, \"I have to fetch water for my mother.\"<br><br><br><br>But her friends didn’t want to wait. <br><br></div>"],"extra":[]},{"img":["mulongo-and-hyenasp-03.jpg"],"text":["<div>\"All right, I’ll catch up with you in the forest!\" said Mulongo.<br><br>She ran off to fetch water and take it to her mother. <br><br><br><br>Then she went to the forest to look for her friends.<br><br></div>"],"extra":[]},{"img":["mulongo-and-hyenasp-04.jpg"],"text":["<div>She followed a path that led to a stream. <br><br><br><br>On the other side of the stream were many tiny paths each one, leading in a different direction. <br><br><br><br>\"Which path had her friends taken?\" she wondered. <br><br></div>"],"extra":[]},{"img":["mulongo-and-hyenasp-05.jpg"],"text":["She chose the biggest path, and walked and walked, but she could not find her friends. <br>She was so tired that when she sat under a tree to rest, she fell fast asleep."],"extra":[]},{"img":["mulongo-and-hyenasp-06.jpg"],"text":["When Mulongo woke up, it was dark. In the darkness, yellow eyes were gleaming. She was surrounded by hyenas! <br>She was too terrified even to cry out. She tried running, but the hyenas circled her hungrily."],"extra":[]},{"img":["mulongo-and-hyenasp-07.jpg"],"text":["<div>\"Don’t move,\" said the gruff voice of the biggest hyena. <br><br>\"If you run, we’ll eat you!\"   <br><br>\"Please let me go home!\" Mulongo pleaded. <br><br></div>"],"extra":[]},{"img":["mulongo-and-hyenasp-08.jpg"],"text":["But instead the hyenas took Mulongo to their house in the forest. It was a dirty hut full of bones and buzzing flies.  <br>She lay down and pretended to go to sleep."],"extra":[]},{"img":["mulongo-and-hyenasp-09.jpg"],"text":["<div>In the darkness, she heard the hyenas talking to each other. <br><br>\"How is the fire doing?\" one hyena asked. \"Is the water boiling?\" <br><br>\"Everything is ready,\" was the reply. \"Should I bring her?\"<br><br>\"Yes, yes!\" growled the other hyenas. \"We’re hungry!\"<br><br>They were ready to drag Mulongo out of the hut.<br><br></div>"],"extra":[]},{"img":["mulongo-and-hyenasp-10.jpg"],"text":["<div>But the big hyena spoke, \"Hyenas, wait. Remember the rule of the village. No hyena may eat alone. We have to invite the whole family to share a meal.\"<br><br>\"I’ll go and call the in-laws,\" said his wife. <br><br>\"I’ll go and fetch my cousins,\" said the small hyena. <br><br>\"I’ll fetch our brothers and sisters,\" said another. <br><br>\"And I will remain here with our food,\" said the big hyena. <br><br></div>"],"extra":[]},{"img":["mulongo-and-hyenasp-11.jpg"],"text":["The big hyena sat in the doorway of the hut and the others went off in different directions.<br>They took a long time, and the big hyena  began to doze in front of the warm fire. Soon he was snoring. <br>This was Mulongo's chance! But how was she going to get past the hyena? He was so big he filled the whole doorway."],"extra":[]},{"img":["mulongo-and-hyenasp-12.jpg"],"text":["There was only one way.  <br>She took a flying leap right over the hyena’s back, and ran as fast as her legs could carry her."],"extra":[]},{"img":["mulongo-and-hyenasp-13.jpg"],"text":["Just then the other hyenas returned, and saw what had happened. They ran after her, howling with anger and disappointment. <br>But it was too late."],"extra":[]},{"img":["mulongo-and-hyenasp-14.jpg"],"text":["<div>As she came to her village, one of the villagers recognised her and shouted, \"Mulongo, Mulongo is coming, Mulongo is coming.\"<br><br>Her father and mother ran out to meet her. They hugged her, while thanking God for saving their child, \"Mulongo, Mulongo, we thought you had died!\"<br><br></div>"],"extra":[]},{"img":["mulongoandthehyenaselement-34.png"],"text":["From that day, Mulongo and the other children never again went back to the forest alone."],"extra":[]},{"img":["mulongo-and-hyenasp-07.jpg"],"text":[],"extra":["<div>Mulongo and the hyenas </div><div>Writer: Sarah Nangobi</div><div>Illustration: Wiehan de Jager</div><div>Language: English</div>","<span>© African Storybook Initiative, 2014 </span><span>, 2014</span><br><br><br>This work is licensed under a Creative Commons Attribution<br>(CC-BY) Version 3.0 Unported Licence<br>Disclaimer: You are free to download, copy, translate or adapt this story and use the illustrations as long as you attribute or credit the original author/s and illustrator/s.",""]}],
  	[{"id":"book_937","visibility":"free","level":3,"language":"english","type":"book","img":["10-jpeg_0.jpg"],"text":[],"extra":["<div>Market cows</div><div>Ursula Nafula</div><div>English</div>"]},{"img":["1-jpeg_0.jpg"],"text":["Everybody knew that Mama Schola liked to shout a lot."],"extra":[]},{"img":["2-jpeg_0.jpg"],"text":["That day, it was about cows at the market.<br>“Push these silly cows away,” she said.  “They are eating my vegetables.”"],"extra":[]},{"img":["2-jpeg_0.jpg"],"text":["“Hey you there! Push these silly cows away from here,” she insisted.  “They are eating my clothes.”"],"extra":[]},{"img":["4-jpeg_0.jpg"],"text":["“Where is the owner of these silly cows?” she shouted.  “They are eating my grains.”"],"extra":[]},{"img":["5-jpeg_0.jpg"],"text":["Sorimpan, the herd boy, had just gone to drink water at a tap when his cows wandered off to the market.<br>He hid away, squatting in fear, when he heard the shouting woman."],"extra":[]},{"img":["6-jpeg.jpg"],"text":["“Now look what these silly cows have done!” she continued to shout.  “They have broken my beautiful pots.”"],"extra":[]},{"img":["7-jpeg_0.jpg"],"text":["A short time later, “Aah! Not again!” she was heard saying.  “I will report this matter to the police.  These silly cows have knocked down my fruit stand.”"],"extra":[]},{"img":["8-jpeg_0.jpg"],"text":["Sorimpan finally came out stick in hand, dodged between the gathering crowds and managed to get a clear view of his cows.<br>Sorimpan’s cows knew him well so they turned and looked up at him as he appeared!"],"extra":[]},{"img":["12-jpeg.jpg"],"text":["At this point, the big crowd of onlookers of men, women and even children all stared at the cows which paid attention only to Sorimpan."],"extra":[]},{"img":["10-jpeg_0.jpg"],"text":["Suddenly, the cows broke their silence!<br>They began to talk all at the same time, criticising the people!"],"extra":[]},{"img":["1-jpeg_0.jpg"],"text":["The crowds were shocked and stepped back one by one, afraid of the cows.<br>Then the cows stopped talking and watched the crowd in amazement!<br>But Mama Schola was heard saying, “Since when did cows meddle in our market businesses?”"],"extra":[]},{"img":["12-jpeg.jpg"],"text":["It was Mama Schola’s turn to be criticised by the cows!  <br>All the other women selling moved to stand with Mama Schola out of fear."],"extra":[]},{"img":["13-jpeg_0.jpg"],"text":["The cows criticised the women, commenting on the state of their vegetables, saying,<br>“What kind of vegetables are these? They are all old and drying up!”"],"extra":[]},{"img":["14-jpeg_0.jpg"],"text":["It was clear that the cows were not yet done!<br>They turned round and faced the cloth-stand and shouted, “You say we eat your clothes, what clothes? You mean these old rugs! Who will buy them?”"],"extra":[]},{"img":["15-jpeg_0.jpg"],"text":["The cows then moved to the next stand and everybody followed them with their eyes.<br>“Your grains are full of weevils. Who wants to eat that!  We only tasted to see if this is a place to come more often!” the cows sneered."],"extra":[]},{"img":["16-jpeg_0.jpg"],"text":["“And you Mama Schola,” the cows continued, “stop making noise. You talk of these cracked pots?” The cows turned their heads towards Mama Schola’s pots.<br>“They are no good, they break so easily, so don’t blame us.”<br>With that, the cows turned and left, followed closely by Sorimpan."],"extra":[]},{"img":["2-jpeg_0.jpg"],"text":[],"extra":["<div>Market cows</div><div>Writer: Ursula Nafula</div><div>Illustration: Catherine Groenewald</div><div>Language: English</div>","<span>© African Storybook Initiative, 2014 </span><span>, 2014</span><br><br><br>This story is licensed under a Creative Commons Attribution Non-Commercial licence: CC-BY-NC 3.0 unported.<br>You are free to download, copy, translate or adapt this story and use the illustrations as long as you attribute or credit the original writer/s and illustrator/s.<br>You may not use this story for commercial purposes (for profit).",""]}],
  	[{"id":"book_579","visibility":"free","level":3,"language":"english","type":"book","img":["refiloep00-cover.jpg"],"text":[],"extra":["<div>Refiloe and the washed chickens</div><div>Marion Drew</div><div>English</div>"]},{"img":["refiloeelement-82.png"],"text":["<div>It was the first wedding in the Tenane family, and Refiloe had never been so excited in her life.<br><br>\"I’m going to be Palesa’s bridesmaid, with a new dress and shoes!\" she said to her chickens. <br><br><br><br>Refiloe told her chickens everything.<br><br>Her father had given the chickens to her as a birthday present, and she loved them very much.</div>"],"extra":[]},{"img":["refiloeelement-79.png"],"text":["<div>\"Take those dirty scruffy chickens out of here Refiloe!\" shouted her mother, \"I don’t want them anywhere near this wedding tent.\" </div>"],"extra":[]},{"img":["refiloep01.jpg"],"text":["<div>Refiloe shooed her chickens out of the tent. <br><br><br><br>\"Run away you silly things.\" she said, \"I don’t want you to be eaten at Palesa’s wedding!\"</div>"],"extra":[]},{"img":["refiloeelement-03.png"],"text":["<div><br><br><br><br><br><br>\"Mme says that this is going to be the best wedding ever seen in Malealea,\" Refiloe told her chickens, \"and she says that I can help all the older girls with the cooking.\" <br><br>The chickens paid no attention to her.<br><br><br><br>\"Refiloe!\" called her mother from inside, \"leave those chickens of yours and come and help me with these pots please!\"</div>"],"extra":[]},{"img":["refiloep04.jpg"],"text":[],"extra":[]},{"img":[],"text":["<div>Refiloe’s mother was very proud of her house, and wanted it to be perfect for the wedding. She cleaned and washed and scrubbed and scoured and polished everything in sight. When she had finished, there was not a single speck of dust anywhere. <br><br>The chickens poked their heads inside the front door. \"Out!\" shouted Refiloe’s mother, \"out you scruffy things with your dirty feet and beaks!\"</div>"],"extra":[]},{"img":["refiloeelement-19.png"],"text":["<div><br><br><br><br>Refiloe followed her chickens out into the yard. <br><br>\"Mme is right, you are a disgrace,\" she scolded them<br><br>So Refiloe thought for a while. Suddenly she smiled and said to herself, \"I have an excellent idea.\"<br><br>She went and filled a bucket with water from the spring. <br><br>Refiloe had a lot of trouble catching her chickens. They did not think that a bath was such a good idea. </div>"],"extra":[]},{"img":["refiloep05.jpg"],"text":["<div>Refiloe put the first chicken into the bucket of water. <br><br>It clucked at the top of its voice and flapped its wings like crazy. <br><br>\"Hold still you silly thing,\" Refiloe shouted, \"this won’t take long!\" <br><br>When Refiloe wiped the chicken’s nose and eyes it suddenly went limp and  <br><br>flopped over the side of the bucket.</div>"],"extra":[]},{"img":["refiloep11.jpg"],"text":["<div>\"This is no time to sleep,\" said Refiloe. She gave it a good shake to get all the water out. <br><br><br><br>\"If you are not going to wake up now, I’ll have to put you somewhere to dry nicely,\" she said. She laid the chicken out on the grass to dry. <br><br><br><br>The chicken lay completely still. </div>"],"extra":[]},{"img":["refiloep06.jpg"],"text":["<div>Refiloe washed each and every one of her chickens.<br><br>Each and every one of them went limp and floppy before she was finished with it. <br><br>She put all those eight chickens in a row on the grass to dry. <br><br>Not one of them moved a single feather.<br><br>\"I’ll leave them to sleep a little,\" Refiloe thought to herself, and off she went to check on the moroho.</div>"],"extra":[]},{"img":["refiloep02.jpg"],"text":["Mme Ngwe and Mme Pedi were Refiloe’s aunts. They did not like each other at all. <br>The aunts had been preparing for months for Palesa’s wedding, but they would not even think about riding together in the same taxi."],"extra":[]},{"img":["refiloep07.jpg"],"text":["<div>Mme Ngwe spotted Refiloe’s chickens laid out to dry. <br><br>\"What a nice little snack for me to take home!\" she said to herself. <br><br>She took off her chale and carefully wrapped all those chickens up in it. <br><br>Not a single chicken moved. <br><br>\"Perfect!\" she smiled, \"now I shall put them somewhere where Mme Pedi will not ever find them,\" and she put the bundle around the corner among the pumpkin vines.</div>"],"extra":[]},{"img":[],"text":["<div>Mme Pedi decided to make her famous pumpkin dish. She took her big bowl and went off to the vegetable garden. <br><br>In the vegetable garden she saw Mme Ngwe’s bundle under the pumpkin vine. She undid the bundle. <br><br>Out fell all eight chickens. \"Eish!\" she cried jumping back in surprise. <br><br>\"Oh, you are the cleanest, prettiest chickens! Just ready for my pot,\" she crooned.<br><br>\"Now, where shall I hide you my darlings?\" Mme Pedi chuckled, \"I’ll have to find a very good place,\" she said walking round the house. <br><br>\"I know,\" she said at last, \"I’ll put you on the roof!\" <br><br>Mme Pedi climbed up onto the garden wall and put the chickens in a row on the thatched roof.</div>"],"extra":[]},{"img":["refiloep08.jpg"],"text":[],"extra":[]},{"img":[],"text":["<div>The next day the sun rose in good time for the wedding. Refiloe was up first and  went to see her chickens. <br><br>She saw that they were no longer lying on the grass. <br><br>\"They must be nicely dry by now. I’m sure they have gone to look for their breakfast,\" she said.</div>"],"extra":[]},{"img":["chickens.png"],"text":["Palesa’s wedding was wonderful. <br>Those chickens did not get up off the roof to join in when all the bridesmaid ladies danced into the yard.<br>Not one of the chickens stirred when the church choir sang in their loudest, sweetest voices.<br>The chickens were still lying on the roof when the priest gave his sermon.<br>They did not even twitch a feather when the pigs and Refiloe’s grandfather all snored loudly in the middle of the sermon.<br>Not one foot of those chickens trembled when sheep wandered into the tent, nearly knocking over the wedding cake."],"extra":[]},{"img":["refiloep10.jpg"],"text":["It was only when the groom’s father was halfway through his speech that things started to change on that roof."],"extra":[]},{"img":[],"text":["<div>The first chicken spread its wings and flew onto Mme Ngwe’s bosom. Mme Pedi next to her started giggling. <br><br>Another chicken flew up onto Mme Ngwe’s new duku. The people at the next table tried not to laugh.<br><br>The lady next to Mme Ngwe put her head down onto the table, \"Ai, aai, aaaaii, he, he, heeeeeeee!\" she cackled. <br><br>All the other chickens decided to join the first two. You couldn’t see Mme Ngwe for all those chickens!</div>"],"extra":[]},{"img":["refiloep12.jpg"],"text":[],"extra":[]},{"img":[],"text":["The guests screamed with laughter. <br>The men had to hold onto their bellies. <br>The women rolled around in their chairs.<br>The boys and girls were hanging onto each other. <br>The grandmothers could hardly breathe for laughing. <br>The grandfathers stamped their walking sticks. <br>Then the two aunts looked at each other and started giggling. Mme Pedi opened her mouth wide with laughter. Mme Ngwe threw back her head and laughed until all her chins shook.<br>Refiloe couldn’t believe it!"],"extra":[]},{"img":["refiloep13.jpg"],"text":[],"extra":[]},{"img":[],"text":["<div>All the guests agreed that it was the best wedding entertainment ever known in Malealea.<br><br>\"Oh you are so lucky!\" Refiloe said to her chickens as she put them into their coop for the night, \"Mme says that she will never put you in the supper pot.\" <br><br>\"But look how dirty you are again,\" she told them, \"I think I’ll have to give you another wash tomorrow!\" </div>"],"extra":[]},{"img":["refiloep14.jpg"],"text":[],"extra":[]},{"img":["refiloep03.jpg"],"text":[],"extra":["<div>Refiloe and the washed chickens</div><div>Writer: Marion Drew</div><div>Illustration: Wiehan de Jager</div><div>Language: English</div>","<span>© African Storybook Initiative</span><span>, 2014</span><br><br><br>This work is licensed under a Creative Commons Attribution<br>(CC-BY) Version 3.0 Unported Licence<br>Disclaimer: You are free to download, copy, translate or adapt this story and use the illustrations as long as you attribute or credit the original author/s and illustrator/s.",""]}],
  	[{"id":"book_840","visibility":"free","level":3,"language":"english","type":"book","img":["generous-fish-00.png"],"text":[],"extra":["<div>The generous fish</div><div>Kholeka Mabeta</div><div>English</div>"]},{"img":["generous-fish-01.png"],"text":["Once upon a time there was a very rich man called Mpunzi. He had a wife and one daughter called Nosisa. Mpunzi wanted a son, but he and his wife could not have any more children. Mpunzi blamed his wife for not giving him a son. He bullied his wife and treated her like a child."],"extra":[]},{"img":["generous-fish-02.png"],"text":["One day Mpunzi was very angry and he hit his wife with a stick. She ran away back to her family. She left with a sad heart because Mpunzi did not let her take Nosisa with her. Mpunzi bullied his daughter in the same way he bullied his wife. Nosisa lived a very sad life."],"extra":[]},{"img":["generous-fish-03.png"],"text":["Mpunzi decided to marry another wife. He hoped that the new wife would give him a baby boy. <br>Nosisa’s life became even more difficult when her father married again. Mpunzi scolded her all the time and made her serve the new wife. Nosisa worked like a slave."],"extra":[]},{"img":[],"text":["Mpunzi  was very proud of his cattle. He used to sit outside his homestead and watch his cattle grazing in the field. He felt very satisfied with his wealth. <br>Mpunzi’s many servants cleaned around the homestead, and looked after his goats, cattle and sheep. They milked the cows for fresh milk that Mpunzi sold to other villagers."],"extra":[]},{"img":["generous-fish-05.png"],"text":[],"extra":[]},{"img":["generous-fish-06.png"],"text":["Mpunzi loved his new wife very much. He treated her like a queen. She sat inside her hut all day and gave orders to Nosisa and the servants. Nosisa woke up early every day to make tea for her stepmother. She cleaned her hut and cooked for her, but her stepmother always complained that her food was cold, her tea was weak, and her hut was not clean."],"extra":[]},{"img":["generous-fish-07.png"],"text":["One day Mpunzi became very angry at Nosisa. He scolded her and hit her with a stick. Nosisa ran off to the river where she sat and cried the whole afternoon. <br>Suddenly she heard a voice coming out of the river. She looked up and saw a big fish. The voice was coming from the fish. Nosisa was so shocked she almost ran away, but the fish stopped her. “Please don’t run away my daughter, I am your mother. I have changed myself into a fish so that your father does not know it’s me.”"],"extra":[]},{"img":["generous-fish-08.png"],"text":["“What is the matter?” asked the fish. Nosisa told the fish everything about her sad life. “Don’t worry my girl. I will bring you food every day,” said the fish. The fish gave fresh vegetables to Nosisa. She had a feast. When she looked up the fish was gone. That day Nosisa went home smiling. She would not have to go to bed without food as usual."],"extra":[]},{"img":["generous-fish-back.png"],"text":["Nosisa went to the river every day. In the morning she woke up as usual and did her chores around the house. At midday, she went to the river. She called out every time, and every time the fish would appear with delicious food. Nosisa became happier and happier. She could talk to the fish about anything. She started to regain her health. Her skin was glowing and she was a happy child."],"extra":[]},{"img":["generous-fish-09.png"],"text":["Nosisa visited the fish every day until her stepmother became suspicious. Nosisa had gained weight and she was glowing. “Something is going on at the river, I must find out what it is,” thought the stepmother. <br>One afternoon she followed Nosisa to the river. She saw Nosisa talking to the fish, and getting delicious food. Nosisa’s secret was out. “I have to do something about this fish,” said the stepmother."],"extra":[]},{"img":["generous-fish-010.png"],"text":["In the evening, Mpunzi came back from the fields. He found his new wife crying in her hut. “What is wrong my lovely wife,” asked Mpunzi.<br>“I went to a traditional doctor,” said the wife. “He told me that the only way for me to give you a son is to eat the biggest fish that lives in this nearby river,” she said. “Will you catch the fish for me tonight?” pleaded the woman.<br>“I will do anything for you my beautiful wife,” said Mpunzi."],"extra":[]},{"img":["generous-fish-011.png"],"text":["Mpunzi set off to the river before it was too dark. He took his servants to help him find the biggest fish in that river. They searched and searched and eventually Mpunzi caught the biggest fish. He put it in a bag and went home with it. When he got to the house, there was a good hot fire ready to cook the fish. <br>“I will make the best meal ever for us,” said the woman to Mpunzi. “You are the bravest and strongest man I know.”<br>Mpunzi was very pleased with himself."],"extra":[]},{"img":["generous-fish-012.png"],"text":["That night Mpunzi and his wife went to bed happy after their delicious meal. They left the bones on the table for Nosisa to clean in the morning. <br>When Nosisa brought coffee into their hut in the morning they were still sleeping. “This is very strange,” she thought to herself. “My father usually wakes up very early in the morning to go to the fields. I wonder why he is still sleeping.”"],"extra":[]},{"img":["generous-fish-013.png"],"text":["“Anyway, now I can run to the river for a nice breakfast,” she thought. Nosisa ran to the river. When she got there she called out to the fish, and she called again and again. The fish never came. Nosisa started to cry. She did not know what had happened to the fish. <br>While she was crying a bird came to sit next to her and told her what had happened. She cried harder thinking that her mother had been caught and eaten."],"extra":[]},{"img":["generous-fish-014.png"],"text":["The bird told her to collect the fish bones from the table and throw them back into the river. If she did that the fish would come back to life. The bird also told her to let her father and stepmother sleep and wake them up only at midday. Nosisa did as she was told. She ran back home and walked quietly into her father’s hut. They were still fast asleep. She took the bones, put them inside a bag and threw them back into the river."],"extra":[]},{"img":["generous-fish-015.png"],"text":["Nosisa ran back home and just before midday she woke her father and stepmother. She could hardly recognise them. They looked old and grey and frail. They were too old to scold her. They were too weak to hit her. They were too tired to look after the homestead. <br>So, Nosisa took over the homestead and her father’s wealth. She called all the servants and told them what had happened. They prepared a feast and there was peace at the homestead from that day on."],"extra":[]},{"img":["generous-fish-back.png"],"text":[],"extra":["<div>The generous fish</div><div>Writer: Kholeka Mabeta</div><div>Illustration: Wiehan de Jager and Jemma Kahn</div><div>Language: English</div>","<span>© African Storybook Initiative</span><span>, 2014</span><br><br><br>This work is licensed under a Creative Commons Attribution<br>(CC-BY) Version 3.0 Unported Licence<br>Disclaimer: You are free to download, copy, translate or adapt this story and use the illustrations as long as you attribute or credit the original author/s and illustrator/s.",""]}],
  	[{"id":"book_856","visibility":"free","level":3,"language":"english","type":"book","img":["fruitillustrationp-02.jpg"],"text":[],"extra":["<div>Fruit</div><div>Shakira Bodio</div><div>English</div>"]},{"img":["fruitillustrationp-01.jpg"],"text":["Once there was a family who had a tree with such sweet fruit that everyone visited their compound to taste the fruit. <br>The family also had a very beautiful daughter. Many people admired her dazzling beauty, white eyes and above all, her great personality."],"extra":[]},{"img":["fruitillustrationp-02.jpg"],"text":["When she grew up into a young woman, young and old men flocked to her home seeking her hand in marriage. <br>Her parents decided that the man who could sit in the compound the whole day without eating any fruit would be given her hand in marriage."],"extra":[]},{"img":["fruitillustrationp-03.jpg"],"text":["The news spread all over the village.<br>The first man to come was the head of all farmers in the village. He was handsome, rich and young. He was welcomed and served the fruit. <br>He sat for a few minutes, but before long, he ate the fruit and was sent away."],"extra":[]},{"img":["fruitillustrationp-04.jpg"],"text":["The leader of animal keepers was next. He was handsome, young and rich. The girl admired him.  But when he was served with the fruit, he immediately ate it, and was sent away."],"extra":[]},{"img":["fruitillustrationp-05.jpg"],"text":["The next man to come had many pieces of land. He was arrogant and ugly. The girl prayed that he would eat and go away. <br>When served, he refused to eat. The time passed, and the girl started begging him to eat. By around four o’clock, he was overcome with hunger, and he ate. He, too, was sent away."],"extra":[]},{"img":["fruitillustrationp-06.jpg"],"text":["Next, the chief came around. He was arrogant, old, and ugly. No one liked him in the village. The girl wished that he would eat and go away.<br>When he was served with the fruit, he refused to eat. He stayed the whole day. At about six o'clock, he asked if he could go to the toilet."],"extra":[]},{"img":[],"text":["He was allowed to go. <br>When he returned, the aroma of the fruit hung around him, and his lips were red! He had eaten the fruit in the toilet! <br>To the girl's relief, he was sent away."],"extra":[]},{"img":["fruitillustrationp-07.jpg"],"text":["A few days later, a young, handsome, rich prince arrived. The girl looked at him in admiration. <br>She took him aside, and begged him not to eat the fruit. She served him much less fruit than the other suitors. <br>But by midday the prince had already eaten and was sent away. The girl burst into tears of anger and disappointment."],"extra":[]},{"img":["fruitillustrationp-08.jpg"],"text":["The next day, a farmer came around. He was poor and lazy, but he was young and popular among many people for being a great talker. He came determined to win. The girl served him many fruits and asked him to eat and go away."],"extra":[]},{"img":[],"text":["When he was served, he refused to eat. The girl waited painfully. Midday passed, and then two o’clock. At four o’clock, the farmer asked for water. <br>The girl prayed that he would eat the fruit, but she was still praying when the clock turned to seven. This farmer had overcome the test of endurance set by the parents!"],"extra":[]},{"img":["fruitillustrationp-09.jpg"],"text":["Her parents had to hand over their daughter to the “lazy one”. <br>The girl begged to be saved from her fate, but her parents could do nothing. <br>As the farmer took her home, he sang such a beautiful song while clapping his hands. Many people flocked to the road to see the couple."],"extra":[]},{"img":["fruitillustrationp-10.jpg"],"text":["Among the people were servants of the rich prince. They called the farmer aside, and offered him money and cattle if he would leave the girl. <br>Without a moment’s hesitation, he took the money and the cattle, and walked off."],"extra":[]},{"img":["fruitillustrationp-11.jpg"],"text":["The servants dressed the girl  in fine clothes and took her to the palace, straight to the prince. <br>Before long, her parents were called and a ceremony was organised to join the two in marriage."],"extra":[]},{"img":["fruitillustrationp-09.jpg"],"text":[],"extra":["<div>Fruit</div><div>Writer: Shakira Bodio</div><div>Illustration: Wiehan de Jager</div><div>Language: English</div>","<span>© African Storybook Initiative, 2014 </span><span>, 2014</span><br><br><br>This work is licensed under a Creative Commons Attribution<br>(CC-BY) Version 3.0 Unported Licence<br>Disclaimer: You are free to download, copy, translate or adapt this story and use the illustrations as long as you attribute or credit the original author/s and illustrator/s.",""]}],
  	[{"id":"book_1","visibility":"free","level":1,"language":"swahili","type":"book","img":["1.png"],"text":[],"extra":["<div>Rangi za upinde</div><div>Caren Echesa</div><div>Kiswahili</div>"]},{"img":["1.png"],"text":["<div>Upinde una <br>\nrangi saba.<br>\n</div>"],"extra":[]},{"img":["x2.png"],"text":["<div>Rangi ya kwanza ni nyekundu.</div>"],"extra":[]},{"img":["3.png"],"text":["<div>Kewyu amevalia shati <br>\nla rangi nyekundu.<br>\n</div>"],"extra":[]},{"img":["4.png"],"text":["<div>Rangi ya pili ni ya chungwa.<br>\n</div>"],"extra":[]},{"img":["5.png"],"text":["<div>Hili ni chungwa.</div>"],"extra":[]},{"img":["6.png"],"text":["<div>Rangi ya tatu ni manjano.<br>\n</div>"],"extra":[]},{"img":["7.png"],"text":["<div>Yai pingu lina rangi ya manjano.</div>"],"extra":[]},{"img":["8.png"],"text":["<div>Rangi ya nne ni kijani.<br>\n</div>"],"extra":[]},{"img":["9.png"],"text":["<div>Miwa ni rangi ya kijani.<br>\n</div>"],"extra":[]},{"img":["10.png"],"text":["<div>Rangi ya tano ni samawati.<br>\n</div>"],"extra":[]},{"img":["11.png"],"text":["<div>Mbingu ni samawati.<br>\n</div>"],"extra":[]},{"img":["12.png"],"text":["<div>Rangi ya sita ni nili.<br>\n</div>"],"extra":[]},{"img":["13_2.png"],"text":["<div>Matunda haya ni ya rangi ya nili.<br>\n</div>"],"extra":[]},{"img":["14_2.png"],"text":["<div>Rangi ya saba ni zambarau.<br>\n</div>"],"extra":[]},{"img":["15_2.png"],"text":["<div>Nguo yangu ni ya kizambarau.  <br>\n<br>\nNi rangi niipendayo zaidi!</div>"],"extra":[]},{"img":["16_2.png"],"text":["<div>Je, unazijua rangi saba <br>\nza upinde?</div>"],"extra":[]},{"img":["5.png"],"text":[],"extra":["<div>Rangi za upinde</div><div>Writer: Caren Echesa</div><div>Illustration: Jesse Breytenbach</div><div></div><div>Language: Kiswahili</div>","<div>© African Storybook Initiative</div><div><div><div>\t\t\t\n\t\t\t<div>\n\t\t\tThis work is licensed under a Creative Commons Attribution<br>(CC-BY 4.0) Version 4.0 International Licence<br>\nDisclaimer: You are free to download, copy, translate or adapt this story and use the illustrations as long as you attribute or credit the original author/s and illustrator/s.\n\t\t\t</div>\n\t\t</div></div></div>","<div>This story was written by a teacher at Munanga Primary School in western Kenya.\n</div>"]}],
  	[{"id":"book_27","visibility":"free","level":1,"language":"swahili","type":"book","img":["tell-me-now-colours-00.jpg"],"text":[],"extra":["<div>Niambie … sasa! – Rangi </div><div>Madhav Chavan</div><div>Kiswahili</div>"]},{"img":["tell-me-now-colours-01.png"],"text":["<div>Kwa nini mbingu ni za rangi ya samawati?</div>"],"extra":[]},{"img":["tell-me-now-colours-02.png"],"text":["<div>Je, ni samawati kila wakati?</div>"],"extra":[]},{"img":["tell-me-now-colours-03.png"],"text":["<div>Kwa nini majani ni ya kijani kibichi?</div>"],"extra":[]},{"img":["tell-me-now-colours-04.png"],"text":["<div>Sio ya kijani kibichi kila wakati.</div>"],"extra":[]},{"img":["tell-me-now-colours-05.png"],"text":["<div>Kwa nini ndizi ni za njano?</div>"],"extra":[]},{"img":["tell-me-now-colours-06.png"],"text":["<div>Ndizi mbivu ni za njano.<br>\n<br>\nNdizi mbichi ni za kijani kibichi.<br>\n</div>"],"extra":[]},{"img":["tell-me-now-colours-07.png"],"text":["<div>Kwa nini miavuli ni mieusi?</div>"],"extra":[]},{"img":["tell-me-now-colours-08.png"],"text":["<div>Miavuli yote si mieusi.</div>"],"extra":[]},{"img":["tell-me-now-colours-09.png"],"text":["<div>Kwa nini damu  ni nyekundu?</div>"],"extra":[]},{"img":["tell-me-now-colours-10.png"],"text":["<div>Kuna madini kwenye damu.<br>\n<br>\nYanaifanya damu kuwa nyekundu.<br>\n</div>"],"extra":[]},{"img":["tell-me-now-colours-11.png"],"text":["<div>Kwa nini chumvi ni nyeupe?</div>"],"extra":[]},{"img":["tell-me-now-colours-13.jpg"],"text":["<div>Sijui!</div>"],"extra":[]},{"img":["logo-pratham-books-english.png"],"text":[],"extra":["<div>Niambie … sasa! – Rangi </div><div>Writer: Madhav Chavan</div><div>Illustration: Rijuta Ghate</div><div>Translated By: Mutugi Kamundi</div><div>Language: Kiswahili</div>","<div>© Pratham Books</div><div><div><div>\t\t\t\n\t\t\t<div>\n\t\t\tThis work is licensed under a Creative Commons Attribution<br>\n\t\t\t(CC-BY) Version 3.0 Unported Licence<br>\n\t\t\tDisclaimer: You are free to download, copy, translate or adapt this story and use the illustrations as long as you attribute or credit the original author/s and illustrator/s.\n\t\t\t</div>\n\t\t</div></div></div>","<div>Pratham Books is a not-for-profit organization that publishes books in multiple Indian languages to promote reading among children. See www.prathambooks.org.\n</div>"]}],
  	[{"id":"book_100","visibility":"free","level":1,"language":"swahili","type":"book","img":["page2.jpg"],"text":[],"extra":["<div>Marafiki</div><div>Zimbili Dlamini and Hlengiwe Zondi</div><div>Kiswahili</div>"]},{"img":["page1.jpg"],"text":["<div>Jina langu ni Simo.</div>"],"extra":[]},{"img":["page2.jpg"],"text":["<div>Nina marifiki wanne.</div>"],"extra":[]},{"img":["page3.jpg"],"text":["<div>Majina yao ni Zizo, Lele, Sisa na Ayanda.</div>"],"extra":[]},{"img":["page4.jpg"],"text":["<div>Rafiki yangu Zizo, anapenda kucheza mpira.</div>"],"extra":[]},{"img":["page5.jpg"],"text":["<div>Rafiki yangu Lele, anapenda kuogelea.</div>"],"extra":[]},{"img":["page6.jpg"],"text":["<div>Rafiki yangu Sisa, anapenda kucheza “mchezo wa kujificha”.</div>"],"extra":[]},{"img":["page7.jpg"],"text":["<div>Rafiki yangu Ayanda, anapenda kusoma.</div>"],"extra":[]},{"img":["page8.jpg"],"text":["<div>Mimi? Napenda kufanya vitu vyote wanavyopenda kufanya.</div>"],"extra":[]},{"img":["page9.jpg"],"text":["<div> Nacheza mpira na Zizo.</div>"],"extra":[]},{"img":["page10.jpg"],"text":["<div>Naogelea kwenye bwawa na Lele.</div>"],"extra":[]},{"img":["page11.jpg"],"text":["<div>Nacheza mchezo wa kujificha na Sisa.</div>"],"extra":[]},{"img":["page12.jpg"],"text":["<div>Wewe pia njoo. Wewe pia ni rafiki. Unapenda nini?</div>"],"extra":[]},{"img":["page8.jpg"],"text":[],"extra":["<div>Marafiki</div><div>Writer: Zimbili Dlamini and Hlengiwe Zondi</div><div>Illustration: Catherine Groenewald</div><div>Pete Mhunzi</div><div>Language: Kiswahili</div>","<div>© African Storybook Initiative and Molteno Institute</div><div><div><div>\t\t\t\n\t\t\t<div>\n\t\t\tThis work is licensed under a Creative Commons Attribution<br>\n\t\t\t(CC-BY) Version 3.0 Unported Licence<br>\n\t\t\tDisclaimer: You are free to download, copy, translate or adapt this story and use the illustrations as long as you attribute or credit the original author/s and illustrator/s.\n\t\t\t</div>\n\t\t</div></div></div>","<div></div>"]}],
  	[{"id":"book_84","visibility":"free","level":1,"language":"swahili","type":"interactive","img":["i-enjoyillustrationp-10.jpg"],"text":[],"extra":["<div>Mumbi</div><div>Oloosirkon ECD</div><div>Kiswahili</div>"]},
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  			"type":"q_text_a_image",
  			"data":{
  				"q":"Kitabu",
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  					"2.jpg",
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  			}
  		},
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  			"type":"q_text_a_image",
  			"data":{
  				"q":"Matunda",
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  			}
  		},
  		{
  			"type":"q_text_a_image",
  			"data":{
  				"q":"Ubao",
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  					"11.jpg",
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  			}
  		},
  		{
  			"type":"q_text_a_image",
  			"data":{
  				"q":"Mumbi anasoma kitabu",
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  					"9.jpg",
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  			}
  		},
  		{
  			"type":"q_text_a_image",
  			"data":{
  				"q":"Mumbi anaandika ubaoni",
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  		},
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  			"type":"q_image_a_text",
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  				"a":[
  					"Mumbi anakula matunda",
  					"Mumbi analala",
  					"Mumbi anafikiria"
  				]
  			}
  		},
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  			"type":"q_image_a_text",
  			"data":{
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  				"a":[
  					"Mumbi analala",
  					"Mumbi anakula",
  					"Mumbi anasoma"
  				]
  			}
  		},
  		{
  			"type":"q_text_a_image",
  			"data":{
  				"q":"Mumbi anafikiria",
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  					"16.jpg",
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  		},
  		{"img":["i-enjoyillustrationp-01.jpg"],"text":["<div>Hii ni kamba ya kuruka.<br>\n</div>"],"extra":[]},
  		{"img":["i-enjoyillustrationp-02.jpg"],"text":["<div>Mumbi anaruka kamba pekee yake.<br>\n</div>"],"extra":[]},
  		{"img":["i-enjoyillustrationp-03.jpg"],"text":["<div>Mumbi ameshikiwa kamba na rafiki yake.</div>"],"extra":[]},
  		{"img":["i-enjoyillustrationp-04.jpg"],"text":["<div>Sasa Mumbi anasoma kitabu.<br>\n</div>"],"extra":[]},
  		{"img":["i-enjoyillustrationp-05.jpg"],"text":["<div>Mumbi anawaaga rafiki zake.<br>\n</div>"],"extra":[]},
  		{"img":["i-enjoyillustrationp-06.jpg"],"text":["<div>Mumbi  anaosha vyomba jikoni.<br>\n</div>"],"extra":[]},
  		{"img":["i-enjoyillustrationp-07.jpg"],"text":["<div>Mumbi anaandika ubaoni.<br>\n</div>"],"extra":[]},
  		{"img":["i-enjoyillustrationp-08.jpg"],"text":["<div>Sasa Mumbi anakula matunda.<br>\n</div>"],"extra":[]},
  		{"img":["i-enjoyillustrationp-09.jpg"],"text":["<div>Sasa ni usiku.  Mumbi analala.</div>"],"extra":[]},
  		{"img":["i-enjoyillustrationp-10.jpg"],"text":["<div>Mama anamzungumzia Mumbi. <br>\n</div>"],"extra":[]},
  		{"img":["i-enjoyillustrationp-11.jpg"],"text":["<div>Mumbi anafikiria.</div>"],"extra":[]},
  		{"img":["i-enjoyillustrationp-06.jpg"],"text":[],"extra":["<div>Mumbi</div><div>Writer: Oloosirkon ECD</div><div>Illustration: Wiehan de Jager</div><div>Ursula Nafula</div><div>Language: Kiswahili</div>","<div>© Oloosirkon ECD</div><div><div><div>\t\t\t\n\t\t\t<div>\n\t\t\tThis work is licensed under a Creative Commons Attribution<br>\n\t\t\t(CC-BY) Version 3.0 Unported Licence<br>\n\t\t\tDisclaimer: You are free to download, copy, translate or adapt this story and use the illustrations as long as you attribute or credit the original author/s and illustrator/s.\n\t\t\t</div>\n\t\t</div></div></div>"]}],
  	[{"id":"book_36","visibility":"free","level":1,"language":"swahili","type":"interactive","img":["anansiandthevultureillustrationp-09.png"],"text":[],"extra":["<div>Anansi na Tai</div><div>Ghanaian folktale</div><div>Kiswahili</div>"]},
  		{"img":["anansiandthevultureillustrationp-01.png"],"text":["<div>Buibui Anansi na Sungura walikuwa marafiki.  Waliishi kwa amani katika kijiji kilichokuwa milimani.  <br>\n<br>\nSungura alimiliki shamba kubwa  lenye  wingi wa mboga  na matunda.  <br>\n<br>\nIngawa Sungura alikuwa mkarimu na kumgawia rafikiye Anansi, Anansi hakufurahia na alimwonea wivu.<br>\n</div>"],"extra":[]},
  		{
  			"type":"q_text_a_text",
  			"data":{
  				"q":"Sungura alilima nini kwenye shamba lake?",
  				"a":[
  					"Matunda na mboga",
  					"Viazi Vitamu",
  					"Mahindi"
  				]
  			}
  		},
  		{"img":["anansiandthevultureillustrationp-02.png"],"text":["<div>Kwa hivyo, Anansi aliwaza juu ya njia barabara ya kunyakua shamba la Sungura.  <br>\n<br>\nMuda mfupi baadaye, Sungura aliachwa katika hali ya umaskini  na bila makao.  <br>\n<br>\nAnansi sasa alijivunia kuwa mwenye kumiliki shamba lote la Sungura pamoja na mboga na matunda.<br>\n</div>"],"extra":[]},
  		{
  			"type":"q_text_a_text",
  			"data":{
  				"q":"Kilimtokea nini Sungura?",
  				"a":[
  					"Aliachwa maskini na bila makao",
  					"Alipata utajiri",
  					"Alianguka ndani ya kisima"
  				]
  			}
  		},
  		{"img":["anansiandthevultureillustrationp-03.png"],"text":["<div>Anansi alienda sokoni kuuza matunda na mboga.  Alipata fedha nyingi hata zikajaza kikapu! <br>\n<br>\nAlizitumia baadhi ya pesa kununulia nafaka kupelekea familia yake. <br>\n<br>\nAliweka nafaka hiyo juu ya fedha zilizokuwa katika kikapu.<br>\n</div>"],"extra":[]},
  		{
  			"type":"q_text_a_text",
  			"data":{
  				"q":"Anansi alinunua nini na hela alizopata?",
  				"a":[
  					"Nafaka",
  					"Nyama",
  					"Mboga"
  				]
  			}
  		},
  		{"img":["anansiandthevultureillustrationp-04.png"],"text":["<div><br>\n<br>\nBuibui, Anansi, alielekea nyumbani akiwa amebeba kikapu chake kichwani huku akiimba.  <br>\n<br>\nWakati huo wote, alikuwa akiwaza vitu vyote angenunua na fedha zote alizokuwa nazo.<br>\n</div>"],"extra":[]},
  		{"img":["anansiandthevultureillustrationp-05.png"],"text":["<div>Akiwa njiani, kulikuwa na mvua ya manyunyu. Punde tu manyunyu yaligeuka na kuwa mvua kubwa iliyomwagika. <br>\n<br>\nAnansi, Buibui, alikiacha kikapu chake pembeni mwa barabara  naye akaenda chini ya mti kujikinga. <br>\n<br>\nLakini, alikichunga kikapu chake cha dhamana kutoka pale alikokuwa. </div>"],"extra":[]},
  		{
  			"type":"q_text_a_text",
  			"data":{
  				"q":"Ni kwanini Anansi alijificha chini ya mti?",
  				"a":[
  					"Kwasababu mvua ilikua inanyesha",
  					"Kwasababu alikua amechoka kutembea",
  					"Kwasababu alitaka kuchuma matunda"
  				]
  			}
  		},
  		{"img":["anansiandthevultureillustrationp-06.png"],"text":["<div><br>\n<br>\nMvua ilanza kunyesha kwa wingi zaidi na Anansi alianza kunyeshewa na kuhisi baridi.  <br>\n<br>\nKwa hivyo, alikimbilia kwenye shimo. <br>\n“Nitakaa ndani ya shimo hili hadi mvua itakapokoma kunyesha,” Buibui alijiambia.  “Bora fedha zangu zimekingwa na nafaka niliyoweka juu yake.”<br>\n</div>"],"extra":[]},
  		{
  			"type":"q_text_a_text",
  			"data":{
  				"q":"Anansi alijificha wapi?",
  				"a":[
  					"Ndani ya shimo",
  					"Ndani ya nyumba",
  					"Kwenye mti"
  				]
  			}
  		},
  		{"img":["anansiandthevultureillustrationp-07.png"],"text":["<div>Muda mfupi baadaye,Tai akawa anaruka pahali pale na kuweza kuona kikapu pembeni mwa barabara.  <br>\n<br>\nAliona kwamba kulikuwa na fedha na nafaka katika kile kikapu.  <br>\n<br>\nKwa hivyo, alikifunika kikapu na mbawa zake na kusubiri mvua itakapoisha.<br>\n</div>"],"extra":[]},
  		{"img":["anansiandthevultureillustrationp-08.png"],"text":["<div>Anansi aliona Tai akiwa amekalia kikapu chake.  “Ah asante rafiki yangu, kwa kukilinda kikapu changu,” alimwambia Tai.<br>\n<br>\n“Samahani, Anansi, nilikusikia vyema?” Tai alisema. “Kikapu chako? Kikapu hiki ni changu!  Nilikipata hapo kando ya barabara!” <br>\n<br>\nAnansi hakuweza kuamini masikio yake! “Ni changu, nakwambia!’<br>\n</div>"],"extra":[]},
  		{"img":["anansiandthevultureillustrationp-09.png"],"text":["<div>Akiwa amekasirika, Anansi alienda kushtaki  wizi huo kwa Chifu.  <br>\n<br>\nLakini Tai alimwambia Chifu na  wazee wake, “Inawezekanaje mtu kukiacha kikapu  barabarani kilichojaa fedha na nafaka bila ulinzi wowote”?<br>\n<br>\n“Lakini nilikuwa nikikichunga kikapu changu,” alisema Anansi.  “Ni fedha zangu na mahindi yangu!”  <br>\n<br>\n“Nilikuwa  nimekikinga kikapu kwa mbawa zangu wakati  wewe ulitokezea tu  na kusema kwamba  kilikuwa chako!” Tai alijibu.</div>"],"extra":[]},
  		{
  			"type":"q_text_a_text",
  			"data":{
  				"q":"Anansi alifikisha malalamiko kwa nani?",
  				"a":[
  					"Chifu",
  					"Mama yake",
  					"Sungura"
  				]
  			}
  		},
  		{"img":["anansiandthevultureillustrationp-10.png"],"text":["<div><br>\n<br>\nBaada ya Chifu na wazee wake kusikiliza kwa makini pande zote mbili, waliwataka Anansi na Tai watoke hapo na kwenda mbali kidogo. <br>\n<br>\nWalijadili kisa hicho kwa muda mrefu.  Hatimaye, walifikia uamuzi.<br>\n</div>"],"extra":[]},
  		{"img":["anansiandthevultureillustrationp-11.png"],"text":["<div><br>\n<br>\nWaliwaita  tena Anansi na Tai.  “Tunaamini hadithi ya Tai,”  walisema.  “Yeye si mwizi.  Ulikuwa ukijitakia kitu kisichokuwa chako.”  <br>\n<br>\nAnansi, Buibui, hakuweza kuamini masikio yake.  <br>\n<br>\nAliangua kilio.<br>\n</div>"],"extra":[]},
  		{
  			"type":"q_text_a_text",
  			"data":{
  				"q":"Chifu aliamua nini?",
  				"a":[
  					"Kutompa Anansi kikapu",
  					"Kumpa Anansi kikapu",
  					"Kwa Anansi na Tai kugawana vilivyomo kwenye kikapu"
  				]
  			}
  		},
  		{"img":["anansiandthevultureillustrationp-12.png"],"text":["<div>Punde tu baadaye, ujembe ulisambaa kwamba uamuzi ulimwendea Anansi vibaya. <br>\n<br>\nAlipoondoka, alimsikia Sungura akicheka na kucheka.  <br>\n<br>\nSungura alirudi katika shamba lake na kuendelea kupanda matunda na mboga.  <br>\n<br>\nLakini Anansi alirejelea hali yake ya umaskini, akiwa bila marafiki.<br>\n</div>"],"extra":[]},
  		{
  			"type":"q_text_a_text",
  			"data":{
  				"q":"Sungura alijisikia vipi baada kusikia yaliyotokea?",
  				"a":[
  					"Furaha",
  					"Huzuni",
  					"Hasira"
  				]
  			}
  		},
  		{
  			"type":"q_text_a_text",
  			"data":{
  				"q":"Tunajifunza ujumbe gani tokana na hadithi hii?",
  				"a":[
  					"Tusiwe walafi na kuchukua vitu vya wengine",
  					"Usiende sokoni",
  					"Usitembee mwenyewe usiku"
  				]
  			}
  		},
  		{"img":["anansiandtheturtleelement-28.png"],"text":[],"extra":["<div>Anansi na Tai</div><div>Writer: Ghanaian folktale</div><div>Illustration: Wiehan de Jager</div><div></div><div>Language: Kiswahili</div>","<div>© Ghanaian folktale\n</div><div><div><div>\t\t\t\n\t\t\t<div>\n\t\t\tThis work is licensed under a Creative Commons Attribution<br>\n\t\t\t(CC-BY) Version 3.0 Unported Licence<br>\n\t\t\tDisclaimer: You are free to download, copy, translate or adapt this story and use the illustrations as long as you attribute or credit the original author/s and illustrator/s.\n\t\t\t</div>\n\t\t</div></div></div>","<div></div>"]}],
  	[{"id":"book_53","visibility":"free","level":1,"language":"swahili","type":"book","img":["i-readillustrations-08.jpg"],"text":[],"extra":["<div>Ninapenda kusoma </div><div>Letta Machoga</div><div>Kiswahili</div>"]},{"img":["i-readillustrations-01.jpg"],"text":["<div>Mimi ninapenda kusoma.</div>"],"extra":[]},{"img":["i-readillustrations-02.jpg"],"text":["<div>Nitamsomea nani?</div>"],"extra":[]},{"img":["i-readillustrations-03.jpg"],"text":["<div>Lesiba amelala.</div>"],"extra":[]},{"img":["i-readillustrations-04.jpg"],"text":["<div>Nitamsomea nani?</div>"],"extra":[]},{"img":["i-readillustrations-05.jpg"],"text":["<div>Mama na bibi wanapika.</div>"],"extra":[]},{"img":["i-readillustrations-06.jpg"],"text":["<div>Nani nitamsomea?</div>"],"extra":[]},{"img":["i-readillustrations-07.jpg"],"text":["<div>Baba na mjomba wanarekebisha gari.</div>"],"extra":[]},{"img":["i-readillustrations-08.jpg"],"text":["<div>Nitamsomea nani?<br>\nNaweza kutulia nakukifurahia kitabu mimi mwenyewe!<br>\n</div>"],"extra":[]},{"img":["i-readillustrations-01.jpg"],"text":[],"extra":["<div>Ninapenda kusoma </div><div>Writer: Letta Machoga</div><div>Illustration: Wiehan de Jager</div><div>Translated By: Pete Mhunzi</div><div>Language: Kiswahili</div>","<div>© African Storybook Initiative and Molteno Institute, 2014</div><div><div><div>\t\t\t\n\t\t\t<div>\n\t\t\tThis work is licensed under a Creative Commons Attribution<br>\n\t\t\t(CC-BY) Version 3.0 Unported Licence<br>\n\t\t\tDisclaimer: You are free to download, copy, translate or adapt this story and use the illustrations as long as you attribute or credit the original author/s and illustrator/s.\n\t\t\t</div>\n\t\t</div></div></div>","<div></div>"]}],
  	[{"id":"book_95","visibility":"free","level":2,"language":"swahili","type":"book","img":["greedykiundup11.png"],"text":[],"extra":["<div>Kiundu mlafi</div><div>Mutugi Kamundi</div><div>Kiswahili</div>"]},{"img":["greedykiundup11.png"],"text":["<div>Hapo kale, katika kijiji cha Katumbi, paliishi mwanamme kwa jina Kiundu. <br>\n<br>\nAlipenda kula nyama sana.</div>"],"extra":[]},{"img":["greedykiundup2.png"],"text":["<div>Siku moja, chifu wa Katumbi aliwaalika wanakijiji kwenye harusi ya mwanawe wa kiume.</div>"],"extra":[]},{"img":["greedykiundup3.png"],"text":["<div>Kiundu pia alisikia kuwa kulikuwa na sherehe nyingine katika kijiji cha Nyamani.<br>\n<br>\n\"Ahh! Sherehe mbili kwa siku moja!\" Kiundu aliwaza.<br>\n</div>"],"extra":[]},{"img":["greedykiundup4.png"],"text":["<div>\"Lazima nihudhurie sherehe zote mbili,\" Kiundu alisema.<br>\n<br>\n\"Nitaenda kwanza Nyamani kisha nirudi Katumbi.\"</div>"],"extra":[]},{"img":["greedykiundup5.png"],"text":["<div>Kiundu alirauka na kuelekea katika kijiji cha Nyamani.<br>\n<br>\nAlipata sherehe haijaanza.<br>\n<br>\n\"Nitarudi Katumbi, baadaye, nirejee Nyamani,\" Kiundu aliamua.</div>"],"extra":[]},{"img":["greedykiundup6.png"],"text":["<div>Kiundu alirudi Katumbi akitarajia nyama kuwa tayari.<br>\n<br>\nAlihisi njaa sana.<br>\n<br>\nAlipofika, wanaume walikuwa bado wanatayarisha chakula.</div>"],"extra":[]},{"img":["greedykiundup7.png"],"text":["<div>\"Niliwaacha wapishi Nyamani wakijianda kupika,\" aliwaza.<br>\n<br>\n\"Chakula lazima kiwe tayari sasa.\"<br>\n<br>\nKiundu aliamua kurudi Nyamani.</div>"],"extra":[]},{"img":["greedykiundup8.png"],"text":["<div>Kiundu alipofika Nyamani,watu walikuwa wameshakula.<br>\n<br>\nWageni walikuwa wanatoa zawadi kwa maarusi.<br>\n<br>\nKiundu alikuwa mchoyo.<br>\n<br>\nHakuwa na zawadi.<br>\n<br>\nAlitaka kula tu.<br>\n</div>"],"extra":[]},{"img":["greedykiundup9.png"],"text":["<div>Kiundu alikasirika kwa kukosa chakula.<br>\n<br>\nAlirudi kijijini Katumbi.<br>\n<br>\nKwa vile alikuwa mwenye njaa na mchovu, hangeweza kutembea haraka.</div>"],"extra":[]},{"img":["greedykiundup10.png"],"text":["<div>Alipowasili kijijini Katumbi,watu walikuwa wanaimba na kucheza.<br>\n<br>\nWalikuwa wamemaliza chakula chote.</div>"],"extra":[]},{"img":["greedykiundup11_0.png"],"text":["<div>Aliposikia kuwa chakula kilikuwa kimeisha, Kiundu alianguka na kuzirai.<br>\n<br>\nAlikosa nyama kwenye sherehe zote mbili.<br>\n<br>\nAlifanikiwa kupata uji kwenye kikombe kidogo.</div>"],"extra":[]},{"img":["greedykiundup12.png"],"text":["<div>Alitembea pole pole.<br>\n<br>\nAlielekea nyumbani akiwa  mwenye huzuni na mwenye njaa.</div>"],"extra":[]},{"img":["greedykiundup3.png"],"text":[],"extra":["<div>Kiundu mlafi</div><div>Writer: Mutugi Kamundi</div><div>Illustration: Alex Zablon</div><div>Adapted By: Caren Echesa</div><div>Language: Kiswahili</div>","<div>© African Storybook Initiative, 2014</div><div><div><div>\t\t\t\n\t\t\t<div>\n\t\t\tThis work is licensed under a Creative Commons Attribution<br>(CC-BY 4.0) Version 4.0 International Licence<br>\nDisclaimer: You are free to download, copy, translate or adapt this story and use the illustrations as long as you attribute or credit the original author/s and illustrator/s.\n\t\t\t</div>\n\t\t</div></div></div>","<div>Hadithi hii yaweza kutumika kufundisha wanafunzi somo la dini na kiswahili.</div>"]}],
  	[{"id":"book_54","visibility":"free","level":2,"language":"swahili","type":"book","img":["moon-and-cap-00.jpg"],"text":[],"extra":["<div>Mwezi na Kofia </div><div>Noni</div><div>Kiswahili</div>"]},{"img":["moon-and-cap-01.png"],"text":["<div>Sote tulienda katika sherehe ya Dasara.</div>"],"extra":[]},{"img":["moon-and-cap-02.png"],"text":["<div>Papa alimnunulia Chintu miwani ya kupendeza.  <br>\n<br>\nMama alininunulia kofia ya rangi ya samawati iliyong’aa mno.<br>\n<br>\nMotto alipata peremende.</div>"],"extra":[]},{"img":["moon-and-cap-03.png"],"text":["<div>Tukiwa njiani kwenda nyumbani, upepo mkali ulivuma.  <br>\n<br>\nUliipeperusha kofia yangu mbali.</div>"],"extra":[]},{"img":["moon-and-cap-04.png"],"text":["<div>Kofia yangu ilizuiliwa katika matawi ya mti wa miiba.</div>"],"extra":[]},{"img":["moon-and-cap-05.png"],"text":["<div>Nililia sana.  <br>\n<br>\nNa sikula chakula changu cha jioni.</div>"],"extra":[]},{"img":["moon-and-cap-06.png"],"text":["<div>Baadaye usiku ule, mwezi ulitokezea.  <br>\n<br>\nUliiangalia kofia yangu pale kwenye mti wa miiba.</div>"],"extra":[]},{"img":["moon-and-cap-07.png"],"text":["<div>Mwezi ulijaribu kuivaa kofia yangu.  <br>\n<br>\nUlitabasamu kwa furaha.  <br>\n<br>\nSikuwa na budi ila kutabasamu pia.</div>"],"extra":[]},{"img":["moon-and-cap-08.png"],"text":["<div>Baada ya kutoka shule siku iliyofuata, mamangu alinipa kofia nyingine nyekundi iliyong’ara mano.  <br>\n<br>\n“Mwezi uliituma,” mama alisema.</div>"],"extra":[]},{"img":["moon-and-cap-09.png"],"text":["<div>Usiku huo, sote, mimi na mwezi, tulivaa kofia zetu kisha tukatabasamu.  <br>\n<br>\nTulifurahi sana.</div>"],"extra":[]},{"img":["moon-and-cap-10.png"],"text":["<div>Unadhani jua linahitaji kofia?</div>"],"extra":[]},{"img":["moon-and-cap-11.png"],"text":["<div>Kisia ni kofia gani ambayo nimevaa leo?</div>"],"extra":[]},{"img":["logo-pratham-books-english.png"],"text":[],"extra":["<div>Mwezi na Kofia </div><div>Writer: Noni</div><div>Illustration: Angie &amp; Upesh</div><div>Translated By: Brigid Simiyu</div><div>Language: Kiswahili</div>","<div>© Pratham Books</div><div><div><div>\t\t\t\n\t\t\t<div>\n\t\t\tThis work is licensed under a Creative Commons Attribution<br>\n\t\t\t(CC-BY) Version 3.0 Unported Licence<br>\n\t\t\tDisclaimer: You are free to download, copy, translate or adapt this story and use the illustrations as long as you attribute or credit the original author/s and illustrator/s.\n\t\t\t</div>\n\t\t</div></div></div>","<div>Pratham Books is a not-for-profit organization that publishes books in multiple Indian languages to promote reading among children. See www.prathambooks.org.\n</div>"]}],
  	[{"id":"book_56","visibility":"free","level":2,"language":"swahili","type":"book","img":["p3-square.png"],"text":[],"extra":["<div>Ndovu na vyura </div><div>Mozambican folktale</div><div>Kiswahili</div>"]},{"img":["p1-square.png"],"text":["<div><br>\n<br>\n<br>\nHapo kale, mfalme wa mwitu alikuwa Bw. Simba. </div>"],"extra":[]},{"img":["p2-square.png"],"text":["<div><br>\nAliwatuma wanyama wake kukomesha kelele zilizotoka kwenye ziwa ndogo mwituni.<br>\n<br>\nLakini hawakufaulu!</div>"],"extra":[]},{"img":["p3-square.png"],"text":["<div>Ndovu alijitolea kukomesha.<br>\n<br>\nNdovu alitumwa nje kuwa mlinzi.</div>"],"extra":[]},{"img":["p4-square.png"],"text":["<div>Usiku wa manane kelele zilianza na ndovu akaanza kuua vyura. <br>\n<br>\nAlifanya vile vile siku iliyofuata. </div>"],"extra":[]},{"img":["p5-square.png"],"text":["<div>Baada ya majuma kadhaa, Mfalme Simba alikuwa mwenye furaha kwa kuwa ndovu alikomesha kelele.<br>\n<br>\n <br>\n</div>"],"extra":[]},{"img":["p6-square.png"],"text":["<div> Lakini baada ya mwezi, waliona wadudu shambani mwao.</div>"],"extra":[]},{"img":["p7-square.png"],"text":["<div>Mfalme Simba alimuuliza ndovu kuwaita vyura waende kuwala wadudu.</div>"],"extra":[]},{"img":["p8-square.png"],"text":["<div>Ndovu alijawa na uoga kwa vile alikuwa amewaua wote. <br>\n<br>\nAlisema: Samahani, samahani, ni-li-waua wote!<br>\n</div>"],"extra":[]},{"img":["p9-square.png"],"text":["<div>Kisha Mfalme Simba alisema: Ndovu, nilikuuliza kukomesha kelele, siyo kuua vyura.<br>\n<br>\nNdovu   aliwekwa  gerezani miaka mingi!<br>\n<br>\n<br>\n</div>"],"extra":[]},{"img":["p1-square.png"],"text":["<div>Mfalme aliwaambia wanyama wote wafanye  kila alilosema wakati wote.</div>"],"extra":[]},{"img":["p3-square.png"],"text":[],"extra":["<div>Ndovu na vyura </div><div>Writer: Mozambican folktale</div><div>Illustration: Amir Bachir António Necas</div><div>Translated By: Caren Echesa</div><div>Language: Kiswahili</div>","<div>© Mozambican Writers</div><div><div><div>\t\t\t\n\t\t\t<div>\n\t\t\tThis work is licensed under a Creative Commons Attribution<br>\n\t\t\t(CC-BY) Version 3.0 Unported Licence<br>\n\t\t\tDisclaimer: You are free to download, copy, translate or adapt this story and use the illustrations as long as you attribute or credit the original author/s and illustrator/s.\n\t\t\t</div>\n\t\t</div></div></div>","<div>Hadithi hii iliandikwa mwaka wa  2013 na wanafunzi wa  Universidade Pedagogica-Maxixe, Musumbiji kutoka kwa fikra zao baada ya kusimuliwa nyumbani na kuboreshwa na mwalimu wao wa Kiingereza, Ingrid Schechter.\n</div>"]}],
  	[{"id":"book_85","visibility":"free","level":2,"language":"swahili","type":"book","img":["clever-cat-11.png"],"text":[],"extra":["<div>Paka mwerevu</div><div>Ursula Nafula</div><div>Kiswahili</div>"]},{"img":["clever-cat-1-png.png"],"text":["<div>Katika kijiji chetu panaishi Bwana Kiio. <br>\n<br>\nBwana Kiio ana paka wa madoa meusi na meupe kwa jina Safi.</div>"],"extra":[]},{"img":["clever-cat-2.png"],"text":["<div>Bwana Kiio anapoenda kazini, anaacha mlango wazi.</div>"],"extra":[]},{"img":["clever-cat-3.png"],"text":["<div>Safi anakaa katikati ya mlango na kuilinda nyumba ya Bwana Kiio.</div>"],"extra":[]},{"img":["clever-cat-4.png"],"text":["<div>Mbwa wa jirani akikaribia, Safi anamkodolea macho na kumunyooshea kucha zake.</div>"],"extra":[]},{"img":["clever-cat-5.png"],"text":["<div>Mbwa anatoroka na kurudi kwao.</div>"],"extra":[]},{"img":["clever-cat-6.png"],"text":["<div>Jirani akitokezea, Safi yu tayari kumkwaruza.</div>"],"extra":[]},{"img":["clever-cat-7.png"],"text":["<div>Jirani anageuka mbio na kwenda zake.</div>"],"extra":[]},{"img":["clever-cat-8.png"],"text":["<div>Safi akihisi njaa, anafunga mlango kwa kuusukuma.</div>"],"extra":[]},{"img":["clever-cat-9.png"],"text":["<div>Anaingia ndani na kula chakula chake.</div>"],"extra":[]},{"img":["clever-cat-10.png"],"text":["<div>Safi akimaliza, anaruka juu ya sofa na kulala. <br>\n<br>\nUnachosikia ni: Purr! Purr! Purr!</div>"],"extra":[]},{"img":["clever-cat-11.png"],"text":["<div>Bwana Kiio akiwasili, Safi hujinyoosha kwa furaha na kumkaribisha nyumbani.</div>"],"extra":[]},{"img":["clever-cat-12.png"],"text":["<div>Bwana Kiio na Safi wanaketi karibu na moto kila mmoja akisoma gazeti.</div>"],"extra":[]},{"img":["clever-cat-1-png.png"],"text":[],"extra":["<div>Paka mwerevu</div><div>Writer: Ursula Nafula</div><div>Illustration: Catherine Groenewald</div><div></div><div>Language: Kiswahili</div>","<div>© African Storybook Initiative</div><div><div><div>\t\t\t\n\t\t\t<div>\n\t\t\tThis work is licensed under a Creative Commons Attribution<br>\n\t\t\t(CC-BY) Version 3.0 Unported Licence<br>\n\t\t\tDisclaimer: You are free to download, copy, translate or adapt this story and use the illustrations as long as you attribute or credit the original author/s and illustrator/s.\n\t\t\t</div>\n\t\t</div></div></div>","<div></div>"]}],
  	[{"id":"book_101","visibility":"free","level":2,"language":"swahili","type":"book","img":["hamisis-shirt-08.jpg"],"text":[],"extra":["<div>Shati la Hamisi la kijani kibichi\u000b</div><div>Adelheid Marie Bwire</div><div>Kiswahili</div>"]},{"img":["page201png.jpg"],"text":["<div>Siku moja Hamisi na babake walienda kununua sare ya shule.<br>\n</div>"],"extra":[]},{"img":["page202png.jpg"],"text":["<div> “Anaonekana mzuri sana,” Hamisi alifikiria.<br>\n</div>"],"extra":[]},{"img":["page203png.jpg"],"text":["<div>“Shati hili ni safi sana,” Hamisi alisema.<br>\n</div>"],"extra":[]},{"img":["page204png.jpg"],"text":["<div> “Tafadhali baba, ninunulie shati la kjani kibichi,” Hamisi alilia.<br>\n</div>"],"extra":[]},{"img":["hamisis-shirt-05.jpg"],"text":["<div>“Leo ninanunua sare ya shule pekee,” baba alisema.</div>"],"extra":[]},{"img":["hamisis-shirt-06.jpg"],"text":["<div>“Sina pesa zingine za kununua shati kama hilo,” baba alisema tena.</div>"],"extra":[]},{"img":["page-7.png"],"text":["<div>Lakini, kulikuwa na pesa zilizobaki za kununua shati la kijani kibichi! <br>\n</div>"],"extra":[]},{"img":["hamisis-shirt-08.jpg"],"text":["<div>Hamisi alifurahi sana.</div>"],"extra":[]},{"img":["page203png.jpg"],"text":[],"extra":["<div>Shati la Hamisi la kijani kibichi\u000b</div><div>Writer: Adelheid Marie Bwire</div><div>Illustration: Rob Owen</div><div></div><div>Language: Kiswahili</div>","<div>© African Storybook Initiative and Molteno Institute, 2014</div><div><div><div>\t\t\t\n\t\t\t<div>\n\t\t\tThis work is licensed under a Creative Commons Attribution<br>\n\t\t\t(CC-BY) Version 3.0 Unported Licence<br>\n\t\t\tDisclaimer: You are free to download, copy, translate or adapt this story and use the illustrations as long as you attribute or credit the original author/s and illustrator/s.\n\t\t\t</div>\n\t\t</div></div></div>","<div></div>"]}],
  	[{"id":"book_97","visibility":"free","level":2,"language":"swahili","type":"book","img":["accidentp7.png"],"text":[],"extra":["<div>Ajali mbaya</div><div>Zanele Buthelezi, Thembani Dladla and Clare Verbeek</div><div>Kiswahili</div>"]},{"img":["accidentp1.png"],"text":["<div>Siku moja, mimi na dada yangu tulikuwa tukitembea karibu na barabara.<br>\n</div>"],"extra":[]},{"img":["accidentp2.png"],"text":["<div>Lori kubwa ilikuwa ikiendeshwa kuteremka mlima.</div>"],"extra":[]},{"img":["accidentp3.png"],"text":["<div>Gari ndogo lilikuwa likielekea upande wa juu wa barabara kwa kasi.<br>\n</div>"],"extra":[]},{"img":["accidentp4.png"],"text":["<div>Dereva wa lori alikuwa akizungumza kwa simu ya rununu. <br>\n<br>\nHakuwa akizingatia barabara.<br>\n<br>\n</div>"],"extra":[]},{"img":["accidentp5.png"],"text":["<div>Lori liligonga gari!<br>\n</div>"],"extra":[]},{"img":["accidentp6.png"],"text":["<div>Gari la hospitali pamoja na polisi walifika kutoa usaidizi.</div>"],"extra":[]},{"img":["accidentp7.png"],"text":["<div>Magari mawili ya kuvuta magari yalifika.<br>\n<br>\nMoja lilivuta lori.<br>\n<br>\nLingine likavuta gari.</div>"],"extra":[]},{"img":["accidentp8.png"],"text":["<div>Tuliona kila kitu.<br>\n<br>\nTulitishika sana.<br>\n</div>"],"extra":[]},{"img":["accidentp5.png"],"text":[],"extra":["<div>Ajali mbaya</div><div>Writer: Zanele Buthelezi, Thembani Dladla and Clare Verbeek</div><div>Illustration: Rob Owen</div><div>Translated By: Ursula Nafula</div><div>Language: Kiswahili</div>","<div>© School of Education and Development (UKZN) 2007, and African Storybook Initiative 2014</div><div><div><div>\t\t\t\n\t\t\t<div>\n\t\t\tThis work is licensed under a Creative Commons Attribution<br>\n\t\t\t(CC-BY) Version 3.0 Unported Licence<br>\n\t\t\tDisclaimer: You are free to download, copy, translate or adapt this story and use the illustrations as long as you attribute or credit the original author/s and illustrator/s.\n\t\t\t</div>\n\t\t</div></div></div>","<div>A contribution of Aga Khan Foundation to school improvement, in collaboration with like-minded education partners. Aga Khan works closely with the Ugandan Ministry of Education and Sports, teachers, and local Language Boards. See our website www.akdn.org.\n</div>"]}],
  	[{"id":"book_82","visibility":"free","level":2,"language":"swahili","type":"book","img":["saturdayafternoonillustrationsp-00cover.png"],"text":[],"extra":["<div>Jumamosi alasiri ya joto</div><div>Nombulelo Thabane and Tessa Welch</div><div>Kiswahili</div>"]},{"img":["saturdayafternoonillustrationsp-01.png"],"text":["<div>Ilikuwa  Jumamosi moja iliyokuwa na joto jingi sana katika mwezi wa Desemba.  <br>\n<br>\nKila mtu alikuwa amenuna. <br>\n“Bontle na Mpho na Lerato, nendeni nje mcheze!” Mama alitwambia.<br>\n<br>\n“Siwataki miguuni mwangu.”<br>\n</div>"],"extra":[]},{"img":["saturdayafternoonillustrationsp-02.png"],"text":["<div>Tulikimbia nje ya nyumba.<br>\n<br>\n“Twendeni mtoni,” Lerato alisema. “Huko ni baridi.”<br>\n<br>\n“Lakini mama alitukataza kuogelea mtoni,” alisema Bontle.<br>\n<br>\n“Hatutaogelea,” alijibu Lerato.  “Tutachezea tu kwenye kivuli karibu na maji,”<br>\n</div>"],"extra":[]},{"img":["saturdayafternoonillustrationsp-03a.png"],"text":["<div>Lakini kucheza ‘kati’ ni kazi ya joto hata kama uko chini ya miti karibu na mto.<br>\n<br>\nKwanza tulivua viatu vyetu.<br>\nLakini tulikuwa bado tunahisi joto.<br>\n<br>\nKisha tulivua  sketi  zetu na mashati.<br>\n<br>\nLakini tulikuwa bado tunahisi joto.</div>"],"extra":[]},{"img":["saturdayafternoonillustrationsp-04.png"],"text":["<div>Tuliweka miguu yetu ndani ya mto kuifanya iwe baridi.<br>\n<br>\nKisha tulirushiana maji.<br>\n<br>\nPunde kidogo tulikuwa tumeloa maji.<br>\n</div>"],"extra":[]},{"img":["saturdayafternoonillustrationsp-05.png"],"text":["<div><br>\n“Ah njoo! Hebu tuogelee,” alisema Mpho. “Mama hatawahi jua.\"<br>\n<br>\nTuliogelea kwa muda mrefu na kusahau kuwa saa zilikuwa zikiendelea.</div>"],"extra":[]},{"img":["saturdayafternoonillustrationsp-06.png"],"text":["<div><br>\nJua lilianza kutua, na tulihisi baridi.  <br>\n<br>\nLakini je, nguo zetu zilikuwa wapi?<br>\n</div>"],"extra":[]},{"img":["saturdayafternoonillustrationsp-07.png"],"text":["<div><br>\nTuliangalia chini ya miti.  <br>\n<br>\nTuliangalia juu ya vichaka. <br>\n<br>\nTuliangalia kila mahali.<br>\n</div>"],"extra":[]},{"img":["saturdayafternoonillustrationsp-08a.png"],"text":["<div>Ng’ombe walikuwa wakifurahia nyasi tamu karibu na mto.<br>\n <br>\nBontle aliangalia juu, “Ona yule ng’ombe!  Nini kilicho mdomoni mwake?”<br>\n<br>\n“Anakula ua jekundu,” Lerato alisema.<br>\n</div>"],"extra":[]},{"img":["saturdayafternoonillustrationsp-08b.png"],"text":["<div>“Sio ua jekundu,” Mpho alipiga kelele.  “Ni shati lako!”<br>\n<br>\nTulimwangalia ng’ombe mwingine.  <br>\n<br>\nAlikuwa anakula kitu cha kisamwati.<br>\n<br>\n“Hiyo ni sketi yangu!” alipiga kelele Bontle.<br>\n</div>"],"extra":[]},{"img":["saturdayafternoonillustrationsp-09.png"],"text":["<div><br>\nTulienda nyumbani tukiwa tumevaa tu suruali zetu tukitetemeka.  Lakini sio tu kwa ajili ya baridi. <br>\n<br>\n“Walikuwa ng’ombe,” tulilia.<br>\n“Ng’ombe walikula nguo zetu.”<br>\n<br>\nLakini Mme alituamini?<br>\n<br>\nPunde kidogo matako yetu yalikuwa na joto sana.  Lakini sio kwa ajili ya jua.<br>\n</div>"],"extra":[]},{"img":["saturdayafternoonillustrationsp-05.png"],"text":[],"extra":["<div>Jumamosi alasiri ya joto</div><div>Writer: Nombulelo Thabane and Tessa Welch</div><div>Illustration: Wiehan de Jager</div><div>Translated By: Brigid Simiyu</div><div>Language: Kiswahili</div>","<div>© African Storybook Initiative, 2014 </div><div><div><div>\t\t\t\n\t\t\t<div>\n\t\t\tThis work is licensed under a Creative Commons Attribution<br>\n\t\t\t(CC-BY) Version 3.0 Unported Licence<br>\n\t\t\tDisclaimer: You are free to download, copy, translate or adapt this story and use the illustrations as long as you attribute or credit the original author/s and illustrator/s.\n\t\t\t</div>\n\t\t</div></div></div>","<div></div>"]}],
  	[{"id":"book_73","visibility":"free","level":2,"language":"swahili","type":"book","img":["talking-bagillustrationsp-01.jpg"],"text":[],"extra":["<div>Mfuko uzungumzao</div><div>Caroline Lentupuru</div><div>Kiswahili</div>"]},{"img":["talking-bagillustrationsp-01.jpg"],"text":["<div>Hapo zamani za kale paliondokea jitu la kike.<br>\n<br>\nLilipokuwa likitembea kandokando mwa ziwa liliwaona wasichana watatu.<br>\n<br>\nLikawauliza, “Ni nani kati yenu anayependwa na wazazi wote wawili?”</div>"],"extra":[]},{"img":["talking-bagillustrationsp-02.jpg"],"text":["<div>Msichana wa kwanza akasema, “Mamangu hunipenda zaidi.”<br>\n<br>\nMwingine akasema, “Babangu hunipenda zaidi.” <br>\n<br>\nLakini wa tatu akasema, “Ninapendwa na wazazi wote sawa.”</div>"],"extra":[]},{"img":["talking-bagillustrationsp-03.jpg"],"text":["<div>Kisha jitu likamwambia msichana anayependwa na wazazi wote alifuate akalisaidie kuinua tita la kuni mgongoni.<br>\n<br>\nKwa hivyo, msichana huyo alilifuata jitu.</div>"],"extra":[]},{"img":["talking-bagillustrationsp-04.jpg"],"text":["<div>Baada ya kutembea kidogo, msichana akaliuliza jitu, “Wapi kuni zako?”<br>\n<br>\nJitu likajibu, “Ziko karibu na ile miti, pale!”<br>\n</div>"],"extra":[]},{"img":["talking-bagillustrationsp-05.jpg"],"text":["<div>Walipofika kwenye miti hiyo, msichana akauliza jitu tena, “Wapi kuni zako?” <br>\n<br>\nJitu likajibu, “Haziko mbali sasa.”</div>"],"extra":[]},{"img":["talking-bagillustrationsp-06.jpg"],"text":["<div>Waliendelea kutembea. <br>\n<br>\nWakakutana na mwanamume.  <br>\n<br>\nMwanamume akaliuliza jitu, “Huyu mtoto wako anaitwaje?”<br>\n<br>\nJitu likajibu, “Anaitwa Mfuko Uzunguzao.”</div>"],"extra":[]},{"img":["talking-bagillustrationsp-07.jpg"],"text":["<div>Msichana akaanza kuimba kwa sauti, <br>\n<br>\nMimi kamwe si mfuko, Mifuko haiongei,<br>\nNaitwa Kaamungei,<br>\n<br>\nLo! Mama nimpendaye,<br>\nLo! Baba nimpendaye,<br>\nKata  nanywea maziwa.</div>"],"extra":[]},{"img":["talking-bagillustrationsp-08.jpg"],"text":["<div>Mwanamume huyo aliposikia wimbo wa msichana alimnusuru kutoka kwa jitu na kumrudisha kwa wazazi wake.<br>\n&nbsp;<br>\nHadithi inaishia hapo!</div>"],"extra":[]},{"img":["talking-bagillustrationsp-07_0.jpg"],"text":[],"extra":["<div>Mfuko uzungumzao</div><div>Writer: Caroline Lentupuru</div><div>Illustration: Wiehan de Jager</div><div>Translated By: Mutugi Kamundi</div><div>Language: Kiswahili</div>","<div>© African Storybook Initiative, 2014</div><div><div><div>\t\t\t\n\t\t\t<div>\n\t\t\tThis work is licensed under a Creative Commons Attribution<br>\n\t\t\t(CC-BY) Version 3.0 Unported Licence<br>\n\t\t\tDisclaimer: You are free to download, copy, translate or adapt this story and use the illustrations as long as you attribute or credit the original author/s and illustrator/s.\n\t\t\t</div>\n\t\t</div></div></div>","<div></div>"]}],
  	[{"id":"book_68","visibility":"free","level":2,"language":"swahili","type":"book","img":["first-man-first-womanp04.jpg"],"text":[],"extra":["<div>Mwanamme na Mwanamke wa Kwanza</div><div>Southern African Folktale</div><div>Kiswahili</div>"]},{"img":["first-man-first-womanp01.jpg"],"text":["<div>Hapo zamani za kale dunia ilipokuwa mpya, milima mikubwa ilifunika ulimwengu kama blanketi. <br>\n<br>\nNayo miti mirefu ilichongoka mawinguni.<br>\n</div>"],"extra":[]},{"img":["first-man-first-womanp02.jpg"],"text":["<div>Duniani palikuwa na dimbwi kubwa la maji baridi shadidi na lililotulia tuli. <br>\n<br>\nKina chake kilikuwa kirefu na liligubikwa na giza totoro.<br>\n</div>"],"extra":[]},{"img":["first-man-first-womanp03.jpg"],"text":["<div>Kwenye sakafu ya dimbwi hilo paliishi nyoka wawili. <br>\n<br>\nMmoja alikuwa mnene na mwenye nguvu. <br>\n<br>\nNa mwengine alikuwa na umbo dogo la kuvutia na dhaifu.<br>\n</div>"],"extra":[]},{"img":["first-man-first-womanp04.jpg"],"text":["<div>Basi siku moja pakatokea dhoruba kubwa.<br>\n <br>\nRadi ilipiga na kupenya hadi chini ya dimbwi. Maji yakagawika kwa muda mfupi, wale nyoka wakaweza kuona ardhi kule juu. <br>\n<br>\nWaliona vitu vya rangi nyingi na vyenye maumbo tofauti tofauti. Waliona viumbe wenye mbawa angani. Kila kitu walichoona ardhini kilivutia sana.<br>\n<br>\nWakati maji yaliporudiana tena wale nyoka waliendelea kukumbuka uzuri waliokuwa wameona.<br>\n</div>"],"extra":[]},{"img":["first-man-first-womanp05.jpg"],"text":["<div>“Hatuwezi kuendelea kuishi kwenye dimbwi hili lenye giza na baridi,” waliambiana. “Twende kule juu tukaione ardhi.”<br>\n“Tutawezaje kuishi kwenye ardhi?” yule nyoka mdogo aliuliza. “Je, tutatambaa kwa matumbo?”<br>\n</div>"],"extra":[]},{"img":["first-man-first-womanp06.jpg"],"text":["<div>“Ndege wa angani hawatatucheka na kutuona duni,” mwenzake alimjibu.<br>\n“Hatutatambaa, tutatembea!”<br>\n<br>\nNyoka hao walijikunjua polepole. <br>\n<br>\nWakaanza kuogelea  na kuogelea wakielekea juu kwenye mwangaza.<br>\n<br>\n<br>\n</div>"],"extra":[]},{"img":["first-man-first-womanp07.jpg"],"text":["<div>Walipokaribia juu ya maji, maajabu yalitendeka. <br>\n<br>\nMikia yao iligawika mara mbili wakawa na miguu yenye vidole.<br>\n<br>\nNa mikono miwili yenye vidole ilitokea chini ya vichwa vyao.<br>\n</div>"],"extra":[]},{"img":["first-man-first-womanp08.jpg"],"text":["<div>Hawakuwa nyoka tena, kwani sasa waligeuka na kuwa mume na mke. Walitazamana na kupendana kama mume na mke.<br>\n</div>"],"extra":[]},{"img":["first-man-first-womanp09.jpg"],"text":["<div>“Tutajenga nyumba juu milimani,” Mke alisema. “Kila siku tutaliona jua likitoka na kufurahia joto lake.”<br>\n“Na tutalinda nyasi na miti,” Mume alisema. “Tutakuwa marafiki wa ndege na wanyama.”<br>\n</div>"],"extra":[]},{"img":["first-man-first-womanp10.jpg"],"text":["<div>“Hebu njoo,” Mume wa Kwanza alisema. “Naam,” akajibu Mke wa Kwanza. Kisha wakatembea pamoja kwenye ulimwengu wao mpya.<br>\n<br>\n</div>"],"extra":[]},{"img":["first-man-first-womanp09.jpg"],"text":[],"extra":["<div>Mwanamme na Mwanamke wa Kwanza</div><div>Writer: Southern African Folktale</div><div>Illustration: Jemma Kahn</div><div>Translated By: Mutugi Kamundi</div><div>Language: Kiswahili</div>","<div>© African Storybook Initiative</div><div><div><div>\t\t\t\n\t\t\t<div>\n\t\t\tThis work is licensed under a Creative Commons Attribution<br>\n\t\t\t(CC-BY) Version 3.0 Unported Licence<br>\n\t\t\tDisclaimer: You are free to download, copy, translate or adapt this story and use the illustrations as long as you attribute or credit the original author/s and illustrator/s.\n\t\t\t</div>\n\t\t</div></div></div>","<div>The inspiration for this retelling came from Diana Pitcher’s version of the folktale In The Calabash Child: African Folktales (Skilton &amp; Shaw, 1980).\n</div>"]}],
  	[{"id":"book_25","visibility":"free","level":2,"language":"swahili","type":"book","img":["rat-trap-p12.png"],"text":[],"extra":["<div>Panya</div><div>Nambi  Sseppuuya Community Resource Centre</div><div>Kiswahili</div>"]},{"img":["rat-trap-p1.png"],"text":["<div>Hapo awali palikuwa na panya wawili.<br>\nMmojawao aliishi kwenye nyika. Would say ‘Mmoja wao’<br>\n</div>"],"extra":[]},{"img":["rat-trap-p2.png"],"text":["<div>Panya mwingine aliishi katika nyumba.</div>"],"extra":[]},{"img":["rat-trap-p3.png"],"text":["<div>Siku moja, panya aliyeishi katika nyumba alimwambia panya wa nyika, “wewe chakula chako si kizuri, usingizi wako umejaa mang’ amung’ amu huku mvua ukikulowesha.”  Would write it ‘mang’amung’amu’</div>"],"extra":[]},{"img":["rat-trap-p4.png"],"text":["<div>“Lakini sisi, tunalala fofofo nyumba za watemi.  Tunakula vyakula vingi mno. Afadhali unitembelee siku moja ukaone fahari iliyopo wewe mwenyewe,” alisema panya wa nyumba.  “Leo hii hii usiku,”  akajibu panya wa nyika.      “Niko tayari kama mrija uanosubiri kinwaji.” Would write it ‘kinywaji’</div>"],"extra":[]},{"img":["rat-trap-p5.png"],"text":["<div>Wakati huo huo mwenye nyumba alikasirika ajabu akifoka matusi, “panya hawa wanaokula chakula changu, wataona cha kutema kuni!”  Ndipo akawategea mtego uliyojaa sukari. Would say ‘mtema’</div>"],"extra":[]},{"img":["rat-trap-p6.png"],"text":["<div>Panya waliingia nyumbani kula vitamu vilivyomo.  Waliingia wakicheka, “chu...chu...chi...chi...che...che!”</div>"],"extra":[]},{"img":["rat-trap-p7.png"],"text":["<div>Walipoufikia mtego panya wa nyumba alisema, “wacha nionje sukari ...<br>\nTazama vitamu vitamu tunavyokula hapa.”<br>\n</div>"],"extra":[]},{"img":["rat-trap-p8.png"],"text":["<div>Lakini kabla panya hajapata kugusa sukari, mtego ukamnasa kichwa, PA!  Macho yake yakabubujika kama mbilinganyi.</div>"],"extra":[]},{"img":["rat-trap-p9.png"],"text":["<div>Panya wa nyika akamtazama ameduwaa.<br>\nAkasema, “E...heee rafiki yangu kitamu kipi ulichokula kikayafanya macho yabubujike?”<br>\n</div>"],"extra":[]},{"img":[],"text":["<div>Lakini panya wa nyumba akashindwa kujibu.</div>"],"extra":[]},{"img":["rat-trap-p11.png"],"text":["<div>Panya wa nyika akaondoka akikejeli, “Du!  Umekula vizuri kiasi siviwezi vitamu hivyo unavyohimidi.”</div>"],"extra":[]},{"img":["rat-trap-p12.png"],"text":["<div>Kuwepo nyumbani kunako chakaa mradi kwako ni bora kuliko kuwepo nyumbani kuzuri sana angalau ni nyumba ya jirani yako.    </div>"],"extra":[]},{"img":["rat-trap-p1.png"],"text":[],"extra":["<div>Panya</div><div>Writer: Nambi  Sseppuuya Community Resource Centre</div><div>Illustration: Zablon Alex Nguku</div><div>Translated By: Pete Mhunzi</div><div>Language: Kiswahili</div>","<div>© Text: Ugandan Community Libraries Association (UgCLA) Artwork: African Storybook Initiative</div><div><div><div>\t\t\t\n\t\t\t<div>\n\t\t\tThis work is licensed under a Creative Commons Attribution<br>\n\t\t\t(CC-BY) Version 3.0 Unported Licence<br>\n\t\t\tDisclaimer: You are free to download, copy, translate or adapt this story and use the illustrations as long as you attribute or credit the original author/s and illustrator/s.\n\t\t\t</div>\n\t\t</div></div></div>","<div>This story was developed and versioned by members of the Ugandan Community Libraries Association: http://ugcla.org.\n</div>"]}],
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  	{"img":["2.jpg"],"text":["<div>Kila mtu anajua tembo ana mkonga mrefu</div>"],"extra":[]},
  	{"img":["3.jpg"],"text":["<div>Lakini hapo kale, pua ya tembo ilikuwa fupi na iliyonona. Ilikuwa kama kiatu kilichowekwa katikati ya sura yake.</div>"],"extra":[]},
  	{
  		"type":"q_text_a_image",
  		"data":{
  			"q":"Siku moja tembo alizaa mtoto aliyekua mdadisi na alikua ana swali kwa kila mnyama aliyekutana naye.",
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  	{"img":["6.jpg"],"text":["<div>Mtoto wa tembo alimdadisi twiga. “Kwa nini shingo yako ni ndefu,” aliuliza.</div>"],"extra":[]},
  	{"img":["12.jpg"],"text":["<div>Pia alidadisi kuhusu kifaru. “Ni kwa nini pembe yako ina ncha iliyochongoka sana?”</div>"],"extra":[]},
  	{
  		"type":"q_text_a_image",
  		"data":{
  			"q":"Mtoto wa Tembo alimuuliza kiboko, \"ni kwanini macho yako mekundu?\"",
  			"a":[
  				"7.jpg",
  				"8.jpg",
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  		}
  	},
  	{
  		"type":"q_text_a_text",
  		"data":{
  			"q":"Macho ya kiboko yalikua rangi gani?",
  			"a":[
  				"Mekundu",
  				"Kijani",
  				"Njano"
  			]
  		}
  	},
  	{"img":["10.jpg"],"text":["<div>“Hivi wewe huwa unakula nini?” Alimdadisi mamba.</div>"],"extra":[]},
  	{"img":["11.jpg"],"text":["<div>“Mwanangu usiulize wanyama maswali kama hayo,” mama yake alimwambia.</div><div>Aliondoka akiwa kanuna na kwenda kucheza.</div>"],"extra":[]},
  	{
  		"type":"q_text_a_image",
  		"data":{
  			"q":"Kunguru mjanja alimfuata mtoto wa tembo, “Twende mtoni nikakuoneshe chakula cha mamba,” kunguru alimwambia mtoto wa mamba.",
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  				"13.jpg",
  				"6.jpg",
  				"12.jpg"
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  	},
  	{"img":["14.jpg"],"text":["<div>Mtoto wa tembo alimfuata kunguru mpaka mtoni.</div>"],"extra":[]},
  	{
  		"type":"q_text_a_text",
  		"data":{
  			"q":"Mtoto wa Tembo anaelekea wapi? Anaelekea.....",
  			"a":[
  				"Mtoni",
  				"Mlimani",
  				"Shuleni"
  			]
  		}
  	},
  	{"img":["15.jpg"],"text":["<div>Alijipenyeza kwenye mianzi na kusimama kwenye kingo ya mto.</div><div>Alitazama ndani ya maji na kuuliza, “Mamba mwenyewe yuko wapi?”</div>"],"extra":[]},
  	{"img":["16.jpg"],"text":["<div>“Habari,” ilisikika sauti ikimsalimia mtoto wa tembo kutoka kwenye kitu mfano wa jiwe kilichokuwa karibu na mto. </div><div>“Habari nzuri,” alijibu mtoto wa tembo, kisha akasema.</div><div>“Labda unaweza ukanieleza mamba hula chakula gani?”</div>"],"extra":[]},
  	{
  		"type":"q_text_a_image",
  		"data":{
  			"q":"\"Sogea karibu na nitakueleza mamba anakula chakula gani\", likasema jiwe. Mtoto wa Tembo akainama zaidi karibu na maji......",
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  	{"img":["20.jpg"],"text":["<div>“Tap!” Pua ya mtoto wa mamba ilikuwa kinywani mwa mamba.</div><div>“Mamba atakula nyama yako leo,” alisema kunguru mjanja aliyemshawishi mtoto wa tembo kwenda mtoni.</div>"],"extra":[]},
  	{"img":["21.jpg"],"text":["<div>Mtoto wa tembo akakita miguu yake yenye nguvu chini, akasimama imara na akaanza kujivuta, na kujivuta.</div><div>Mamba nae akaikamata vema pua ya mtoto wa tembo, hakuiachia.</div>"],"extra":[]},
  	{
  		"type":"q_text_a_image",
  		"data":{
  			"q":"Pua yake ikavutika zaidi na zaidi mpaka akaanguka…",
  			"a":[
  				"22.jpg",
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  	{
  		"type":"q_text_a_image",
  		"data":{
  			"q":"Mamba akazama ndani ya maji.",
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  	{"img":["5.jpg"],"text":["<div>Mtoto wa tembo aliangalia pua yake. Hakuweza kuona ni wapi iliishia kwa jinsi ilivyokuwa ndefu.</div>"],"extra":[]},
  	{
  		"type":"q_text_a_text",
  		"data":{
  			"q":"Mkonga wa Mtoto wa Tembo ulikua",
  			"a":[
  				"Mrefu",
  				"Una manyoa",
  				"Mfupi"
  			]
  		}
  	},
  	{
  		"type":"q_text_a_image",
  		"data":{
  			"q":"Ilirefuka sana na kumuwezesha kuchuma matunda yaliyokuwa kwenye matawi ya juu ya mti.",
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  	{"img":["24.jpg"],"text":["<div>Pia, aliweza kuoga kutumia pua yake wakati wa joto.</div>"],"extra":[]},
  	{"img":["1.jpg"],"text":["<div>Mpaka leo, tembo wana mikonga mirefu na ina manufaa makubwa sana kwao.</div>"],"extra":[]},
  	{"img":[],"text":["<div>Ni kwanini Tembo wana mikonga mirefu?</div>"],"extra":[]},
  	{"img":["1.jpg"],"text":[],"extra":["<div>This work is licensed under a Creative Commons Attribution<br>\n\t\t\t(CC-BY) Version 3.0 Unported Licence<br>\n\t\t\tDisclaimer: You are free to download, copy, translate or adapt this story and use the illustrations as long as you attribute or credit the original author/s and illustrator/s.\n\t\t\t</div>"]}],
  	[{"id":"book_76","visibility":"extra","level":2,"language":"swahili","type":"book","img":["bunty-and-bubblypage-02.png"],"text":[],"extra":["<div>Bunty na Bubbly </div><div>Sorit Gupto</div><div>Kiswahili</div>"]},{"img":["bunty-and-bubblypage-02.png"],"text":["<div>Bunty anapenda kucheza na vipepeo…<br>\n</div>"],"extra":[]},{"img":["bunty-and-bubblypage-03.png"],"text":["<div>… na ndege.</div>"],"extra":[]},{"img":["bunty-and-bubblypage-04.png"],"text":["<div>Anapenda kucheza na mashua iliyotengenezwa kutoka kwa makaratasi.</div>"],"extra":[]},{"img":["bunty-and-bubblypage-05.png"],"text":["<div>Anapendelea pia kutengeneza mangome kutumia changarawe.</div>"],"extra":[]},{"img":["bunty-and-bubblypage-06.png"],"text":["<div>Bunty anaporudi nyumbani, mamake humuuliza ajisafishe.  <br>\n<br>\nLakini hukataa.</div>"],"extra":[]},{"img":["bunty-and-bubblypage-07.png"],"text":["<div>“Nachukia sabuni!” yeye hulia.</div>"],"extra":[]},{"img":["bunty-and-bubblypage-08.png"],"text":["<div>Usiku mmoja, alikuwa na ndoto.<br>\n<br>\nAliota kuwa vijidudu vinavyosababisha magonjwa vilikuwa vimeizunguka ngome yake na vilikuwa vinamvamia.</div>"],"extra":[]},{"img":["bunty-and-bubblypage-09.png"],"text":["<div>Bunty anafukuzwa na vijidudu.<br>\n<br>\nAnakimbia kuokoa uhai wake huku akipiga mayowe, “Nisaidie…Nisaidie!”<br>\n</div>"],"extra":[]},{"img":["buntyandbubbly-page-10.png"],"text":["<div>Ghafla, Mfalme Sabuni kwa jina Bubbly anatokezea.  “Bunty, usiogope,” anasema.<br>\n<br>\n“Nenda mkavamie vijidudu!” Mfalme Sabuni anaamrisha jeshi lake la povu. <br>\n</div>"],"extra":[]},{"img":["buntyandbubbly-page-11.png"],"text":["<div>Jeshi la povu linafukuzia mbali vijidudu.</div>"],"extra":[]},{"img":["buntyandbubbly-page-12.png"],"text":["<div>Siku hizi, Bunty hupendelea kutumia sabuni, na hujipangusa na kujisugua hadi anakuwa msafi.</div>"],"extra":[]},{"img":["logo-pratham-books-english.png"],"text":[],"extra":["<div>Bunty na Bubbly </div><div>Writer: Sorit Gupto</div><div>Illustration: Sorit Gupto</div><div>Translated By: Brigid Simiyu</div><div>Language: Kiswahili</div>","<div>© Pratham Books</div><div><div><div>\t\t\t\n\t\t\t<div>\n\t\t\tThis work is licensed under a Creative Commons Attribution<br>\n\t\t\t(CC-BY) Version 3.0 Unported Licence<br>\n\t\t\tDisclaimer: You are free to download, copy, translate or adapt this story and use the illustrations as long as you attribute or credit the original author/s and illustrator/s.\n\t\t\t</div>\n\t\t</div></div></div>","<div>Pratham Books is a not-for-profit organisation that publishes books in multiple Indian languages to promote reading among children. See www.prathambooks.org.\n</div>"]}],
  	[{"id":"book_86","visibility":"extra","level":2,"language":"swahili","type":"book","img":["panel02.jpg"],"text":[],"extra":["<div>Demane na Demazane</div><div>South African Folktale</div><div>Kiswahili</div>"]},{"img":[],"text":["<div>Hapo zamani za kale paliondokea mvulana mmoja aliyeitwa Demane. Alikuwa na pacha mwenzake aliyeitwa Demazane.</div>"],"extra":[]},{"img":["panel01.jpg"],"text":[],"extra":[]},{"img":[],"text":["<div>Wazazi wao walipofariki, Demane na Demazane walienda<br>\nkuishi na mjomba wao.<br>\nHuko kwa mjomba wao, walitendewa mabaya. Walichapwa kwa vibiko virefu, na walipewa uji mwepesi mara moja tu kwa siku.<br>\nKwa sababu hiyo, walitoroka.</div>"],"extra":[]},{"img":["panel02.jpg"],"text":[],"extra":[]},{"img":[],"text":["<div>Hawakuwa na nyumba ya kuishi. Waliona pango wakaamua kuishi ndani mwake. Waliogopa kwa sababu walisikia kwamba majitu yaliyokula watu yaliishi karibu.<br>\nKwa hivyo waliunda mlango wenye nguvu.<br>\nWakafunga kiingilio na kuacha mashimo mawili ya kupitisha hewa na mwangaza.<br>\nKisha Demane akamwambia dadake, “Baki humu pangoni nikatafute chakula. Na usipike nyama kamwe. Majitu hupenda sana harufu ya nyama.\"</div>"],"extra":[]},{"img":["panel03.jpg"],"text":[],"extra":[]},{"img":[],"text":["<div>Kila jioni Demane alirudi na nyama aliyowinda – sungura, ndege au paa.<br>\nKila aliporudi pangoni aliimba:<br>\n\"Demazane, Demazane,<br>\nnimefika kwenye pango,<br>\nnifungulie mlango,<br>\nndiye mimi si uongo,<br>\nnimewinda na korongo,<br>\ntupike kwa kikaango, ufungue kwa mpango,<br>\nasiingie muongo.”<br>\n</div>"],"extra":[]},{"img":["panel04.jpg"],"text":[],"extra":[]},{"img":[],"text":["<div>Demazane alichoka sana kukaa pangoni peke yake. Basi siku moja kakake alipoondoka, naye Demazane alitoka na kwenda matembezi.<br>\nAliona mto mdogo akaogelea kwa furaha sana. Pia alipanda miti akaendelea kustarehe. Alifurahia uhuru wa kucheza.<br>\n“Labda hakuna majitu,” aliwaza. “Pengine mjomba<br>\nalisema kuna majitu ili kututisha tu.”</div>"],"extra":[]},{"img":["panel05.jpg"],"text":[],"extra":[]},{"img":[],"text":["<div>Kesho yake alipata ukakamavu, akawasha moto ili kuondoa baridi.<br>\nLakini aliwasha moto huo ndani ya pango kwa kuogopa majitu. Aliufunga mlango kabisa.<br>\n“Nina hakika hakuna hatari nikichoma nyama kwa moto huu. Chakula cha kuchomwa ni kitamu.”<br>\n</div>"],"extra":[]},{"img":["panel06.jpg"],"text":[],"extra":[]},{"img":[],"text":["<div>Demane aliporudi nyumbani aliimba kama kawaida:<br>\n\"Demazane, Demazane, nimefika kwenye pango,<br>\nnifungulie mlango, ndiye mimi si uongo,<br>\nnimewinda na korongo, tupike kwa kikaango,<br>\nufungue kwa mpango, asiingie muongo.”<br>\n<br>\nAlimfungulia mlango akaingia. Alipoona nyama iliyochomwa. Demane aliuliza, “Ulichomaje nyama bila moto?”<br>\n“Nilichoma nyama hii kwenye jua nje ya pango,” Demazane alijibu upesi. <br>\n<br>\nKwa vile Demane alikuwa amechoka hakuuliza swali tena. Waliketi wakendelea kufurahia chakula.<br>\n</div>"],"extra":[]},{"img":["panel07.jpg"],"text":[],"extra":[]},{"img":[],"text":["<div>Siku iliyofuata Demazane aliwasha moto na akachoma nyama tena. Alpomaliza kutayarisha ile nyama alisikia sauti ikiimba kwenye mlango wa pango.<br>\n\"Demazane, Demazane, nimefika kwenye pango,<br>\nnifungulie mlango, ndiye mimi si uongo,<br>\nnimewinda na korongo, tupike kwa kikaango, <br>\nufungue kwa mpango, asiingie muongo.”<br>\n<br>\nLakini sauti hiyo haikuwa kama ya kakake. Basi akasema: \"Hapana, wewe si kakangu. sauti hiyo si yake.\"</div>"],"extra":[]},{"img":["panel08.jpg"],"text":[],"extra":[]},{"img":[],"text":["<div>Baada ya muda mfupi alisikia sauti tena ikiimba:<br>\n\"Demazane Demazane,<br>\nnimefika kwenye pango,<br>\nnifungulie mlango,<br>\nndiye mimi si uongo,<br>\nnimewinda na korongo,<br>\ntupike kwa kikaango, ufungue kwa mpango,<br>\nasiingie muongo.”<br>\nSauti hiyo ilifanana na ya kakake. Kwa hivyo alifungua mlango.<br>\n</div>"],"extra":[]},{"img":["panel09.jpg"],"text":[],"extra":[]},{"img":[],"text":["<div>Jitu kubwa lenye nywele mwili mzima lilijaa mlangoni.<br>\nLikamchukua Demazane haraka. Hangeweza kutoka. Lakini<br>\nDemazane aliokota jivu la jikoni akabeba. <br>\n<br>\nAlipokuwa akibebwa alimimina jivu lile njiani walikopitia.<br>\n</div>"],"extra":[]},{"img":["panel10.jpg"],"text":[],"extra":[]},{"img":[],"text":["<div>Demane aliporudi alipata mlango ukiwa wazi na Demazane hakuwa ndani ... Lakini aliona jivu lililomwagwa kulekea msituni. Alifuata jivu hilo mpaka alipoona moto mbali.</div>"],"extra":[]},{"img":["panel11.jpg"],"text":[],"extra":[]},{"img":[],"text":["<div>Demane aliona jitu lililojaa nywele limeketi karibu na moto. Mfuko mkubwa ulikuwa karibu naye. Alisongea karibu na jitu hilo akijifanya anachechemea kama mtu aliyeumia mguu.<br>\n“Tafadhali baba,” Demane alisema, “naomba unisaidie. Nimeumia mguu. Naomba maji ya kunywa.”<br>\nJitu likasema, “Ngoja nikuletee maji lakini usiguse mfuko wangu.\"<br>\nJitu lilisema huku likiweka mfuko ule vizuri ndani ya nyumba.<br>\n</div>"],"extra":[]},{"img":["panel12.jpg"],"text":[],"extra":[]},{"img":[],"text":["<div>Lakini jitu lilipoondoka kwenda mtoni, Demane alikata kamba ya<br>\nmfuko. Ulifunguka na dadake akatoka.<br>\nDemane alibadilisha mfuko huo na mfuko wake uliojaa nyuki. Kisha yeye na dadake wakajificha na kungoja kuona kile ambacho<br>\nkingetokea. </div>"],"extra":[]},{"img":["panel13.jpg"],"text":[],"extra":[]},{"img":[],"text":["<div>Jitu lilirudi na maji pamoja na watoto wake wawili – msichana na<br>\nmvulana.<br>\nLikamwambia msichana, \"Kuna mlo mtamu ndani ya mfuko. Nenda ukaulete!\"<br>\nMsichana alifungua mfuko kuona kilichokuwa ndani. Nyuki<br>\nwalimwuma mkono akalia akisema kwa sauti, “Inauma, inauma...”<br>\n“Nenda ukamsaidie,” jitu lilimwambia mvulana kwa sauti.<br>\nPia mvulana aliumwa akalia kwa uchungu.</div>"],"extra":[]},{"img":["panel14.jpg"],"text":[],"extra":[]},{"img":[],"text":["<div>“Msinifanye mjinga,” jitu lilisema kwa sauti likajitoma ndani ya nyumba. Lilifunga mlango na kufungua ule mfuko.<br>\nNyuki wale walichomoka kwa wingi na kumwuma kichwani, masikioni, na hata kwenye macho.<br>\nAlishindwa kuona akarukaruka na kulia kwa uchungu mwingi.</div>"],"extra":[]},{"img":["panel15.jpg"],"text":[],"extra":[]},{"img":[],"text":["<div>Jitu lilikimbia kuelekea kwenye bwawa la maji. Lilichopeka kichwa<br>\nkwenye matope likakwama huko.<br>\nLiligeuka na kuwa kisiki cha mti uliokatwa. Nyuki walijenga nyumba yao kwenye kisiki hicho.<br>\n<br>\nBaadaye, Demane na Demazane walifurahia asali tamu kutoka kwa mzinga huo wa nyuki.<br>\n</div>"],"extra":[]},{"img":["panel12.jpg"],"text":[],"extra":["<div>Demane na Demazane</div><div>Writer: South African Folktale</div><div>Illustration: Jemma Kahn</div><div>Translated By: Mutugi Kamundi</div><div>Language: Kiswahili</div>","<div>© African Storybook Initiative</div><div><div><div>\t\t\t\n\t\t\t<div>\n\t\t\tThis work is licensed under a Creative Commons Attribution<br>\n\t\t\t(CC-BY) Version 3.0 Unported Licence<br>\n\t\t\tDisclaimer: You are free to download, copy, translate or adapt this story and use the illustrations as long as you attribute or credit the original author/s and illustrator/s.\n\t\t\t</div>\n\t\t</div></div></div>","<div></div>"]}],
  	[{"id":"book_93","visibility":"extra","level":2,"language":"swahili","type":"book","img":["howantsaveddove-cover.png"],"text":[],"extra":["<div>Jinsi Siafu alimwokoa Njiwa</div><div>Kholeka Mabeta and Judith Baker</div><div>Kiswahili</div>"]},{"img":["howantsaveddove-p-01.png"],"text":["<div>Ilikuwa siku yenye joto katika msitu.<br>\n</div>"],"extra":[]},{"img":["howantsaveddove-p-02.png"],"text":["<div>Siafu Mdogo hakuwa na maji kwa siku nyingi.<br>\n</div>"],"extra":[]},{"img":["howantsaveddove-p-03.png"],"text":["<div>“Nahitaji tone la maji, hata kama linatoka kwenye jani.”<br>\n</div>"],"extra":[]},{"img":["howantsaveddove-p-04.png"],"text":["<div>Lakini hata umande ulikuwa umekauka.<br>\n</div>"],"extra":[]},{"img":["howantsaveddove-p-05.png"],"text":["<div>“Nisipokunywa maji, nitakufa,”  Siafu Mdogo alilia.”<br>\n“Lazima niende kwenye mto ambao nilisikia juu yake.”</div>"],"extra":[]},{"img":["howantsaveddove-p-06.png"],"text":["<div>“Mto utakufagilia mbali,” panya mmoja mwenye hekima alimwonya.<br>\n</div>"],"extra":[]},{"img":["howantsaveddove-p-07.png"],"text":["<div>Lakini Siafu Mdogo alikuwa na kiu sana.  “Nitakufa ikiwa sitikunywa maji yoyote.”<br>\n</div>"],"extra":[]},{"img":["howantsaveddove-p-08.png"],"text":["<div>Siafu Mdogo alienda kuutafuta mto…<br>\n</div>"],"extra":[]},{"img":["howantsaveddove-p-09.png"],"text":["<div>Kupita kwenye nyasi zilizokauka na kwenye matawi yaliyokauka…<br>\n</div>"],"extra":[]},{"img":["howantsaveddove-p-10.png"],"text":["<div>hadi aliposikia mawimbi ya mto yakinguruma.<br>\n</div>"],"extra":[]},{"img":["howantsaveddove-p-11.png"],"text":["<div>Siafu Mdogo alikunywa maji baridi.<br>\n</div>"],"extra":[]},{"img":["howantsaveddove-p-12.png"],"text":["<div>Alifurahia sana kiasi cha kwamba hakuona wimbi kubwa likija.<br>\n</div>"],"extra":[]},{"img":["howantsaveddove-p-13.png"],"text":["<div>Siafu alijaribu kushika nyasi kavu zilizompita zikielea.  Lakini alifagiliwa mbali kwa maji.<br>\n</div>"],"extra":[]},{"img":["howantsaveddove-p-14.png"],"text":["<div>“Mtu anisaidie.  Nisaidie tafadhali.”<br>\n</div>"],"extra":[]},{"img":["howantsaveddove-p-15.png"],"text":["<div>“Haraka, panda juu,” Njiwa Mweupe alisema, huku akiwa amemnyoshea tawi kwenye mdomo wake.<br>\n</div>"],"extra":[]},{"img":["howantsaveddove-p-16.png"],"text":[],"extra":[]},{"img":["howantsaveddove-p-17.png"],"text":["<div>“Sitaondoka kabla kutoa shukurani zangu kwa Njiwa.  Nitasubiri hadi atakapokuja kunywa maji.”<br>\n</div>"],"extra":[]},{"img":["howantsaveddove-p-18.png"],"text":["<div>Siku moja aliposubiri, wavulana wawili walikuja mtoni wakiwa na mitego yao.<br>\n</div>"],"extra":[]},{"img":["howantsaveddove-p-19.png"],"text":["<div>“Kuna Njiwa mmoja mweupe ambaye huja hapa kunywa maji,” mvulana mmoja alisema.<br>\n“Tutamla kwa chakula cha jioni.”<br>\n</div>"],"extra":[]},{"img":["howantsaveddove-p-20.png"],"text":[],"extra":[]},{"img":["howantsaveddove-p-21.png"],"text":["<div>“Sitawacha wavulana hao wamuue Njiwa.  Lakini mimi ni mdogo sana, nitafanyaje?”<br>\n</div>"],"extra":[]},{"img":["howantsaveddove-p-22.png"],"text":["<div>Wakati huo huo Njiwa Mweupe aliruka chini kutoka mtini kunywa maji .<br>\n</div>"],"extra":[]},{"img":["howantsaveddove-p-23.png"],"text":[],"extra":[]},{"img":["howantsaveddove-p-24_0.png"],"text":["<div>Siafu Mdogo alikuwa na wazo.<br>\n</div>"],"extra":[]},{"img":["howantsaveddove-p-25.png"],"text":["<div>Aliurukia mguu wa mvulana mmoja na kuuuma kwa nguvu zake zote.<br>\n</div>"],"extra":[]},{"img":["howantsaveddove-p-26.png"],"text":["<div>Mvulana huyo aliruka.  “Uuui!\" alilia.  <br>\n</div>"],"extra":[]},{"img":["howantsaveddove-p-27.png"],"text":["<div>Njiwa Mweupe alishituliwa na kuondoka kwenda.<br>\n</div>"],"extra":[]},{"img":["howantsaveddove-p-28.png"],"text":["<div>Hivyo ndivyo Siafu Mdogo alimshukuru Njiwa Mweupe kwa kumwokoa. <br>\n</div>"],"extra":[]},{"img":["howantsaveddove-p-24_0.png"],"text":[],"extra":["<div>Jinsi Siafu alimwokoa Njiwa</div><div>Writer: Kholeka Mabeta and Judith Baker</div><div>Illustration: Wiehan de Jager</div><div>Translated By: Ursula Nafula</div><div>Language: Kiswahili</div>","<div>© African Storybook Initiative</div><div><div><div>\t\t\t\n\t\t\t<div>\n\t\t\tThis work is licensed under a Creative Commons Attribution<br>\n\t\t\t(CC-BY) Version 3.0 Unported Licence<br>\n\t\t\tDisclaimer: You are free to download, copy, translate or adapt this story and use the illustrations as long as you attribute or credit the original author/s and illustrator/s.\n\t\t\t</div>\n\t\t</div></div></div>","<div></div>"]}],
  	[{"id":"book_34","visibility":"free","level":3,"language":"swahili","type":"book","img":["anansigivespeoplestoriesillustrationp-12_0.png"],"text":[],"extra":["<div>Anansi awapa watu hadithi</div><div>Ghanaian folktale</div><div>Kiswahili</div>"]},{"img":["anansigivespeoplestoriesillustrationp-01.png"],"text":["<div>Hapo zamani za kale, Mungu wa Mbinguni, Nyamae, alizifungia hadithi zote kwenye sanduku la mbao, huko juu.<br>\n<br>\nWatu hapa duniani walihuzunika sana kwa kuwa hawakuhadithiana.<br>\n<br>\nWakamwuliza Anansi, buibui, mwerevu awasaidie.</div>"],"extra":[]},{"img":["anansigivespeoplestoriesillustrationp-02.png"],"text":["<div>Anansi alisokota utando mrefu unaonata, akautumia kupanda hadi mbinguni.<br>\n<br>\n“Tafadhali nipe hadithi?” Anansi alimwambia Mungu wa Mbinguni.<br>\n<br>\nLakini Nyamae alimcheka Anansi akisema, “Hadithi hizi ni ghali mno. Hutaweza kuzilipia, buibui mdogo, wee.”</div>"],"extra":[]},{"img":["anansigivespeoplestoriesillustrationp-03.png"],"text":["<div>“Hadithi hugharimu pesa ngapi?” Anansi aliuliza.”<br>\n<br>\n“Itabidi uniletee wanyama watatu wakali na wa kipekee”, Nyamae alijibu, “chui  mwenye meno makali kama mkuki, nyigu anayewauma watu, na nyoka anayewameza watu.”<br>\n<br>\nAlicheka na kucheka. Alidhani kwamba hadithi zake zilikuwa salama.</div>"],"extra":[]},{"img":["anansigivespeoplestoriesillustrationp-04.png"],"text":["<div>Kwa hivyo Anansi alishuka pole pole chini. Aliwaza na kuwazua kisha akapata  mpango.<br>\n<br>\nAlichimba shimo refu, akalifunika kwa matawi na udongo ili lisionekane, kisha akaenda nyumbani. <br>\n<br>\nAsubuhi iliyofuata chui alikuwa ameanguka kwenye shimo. Alikuwa akikwaruza kuta za shimo kwa ghadahbu.</div>"],"extra":[]},{"img":["anansigivespeoplestoriesillustrationp-05.png"],"text":["<div>“Hebu nikusaidie, rafiki yangu.” Anansi alisema.” “Hebu lalia vijiti hivi halafu nitakuvuta nje.”<br>\n<br>\nAnansi akautungia utando wake unaonata, kwa mwili wa chui, na vijiti, kisha akamvuta hadi juu kwa Mungu wa Mbinguni.<br>\n<br>\nLakini, Nyamae alimcheka akauliza, “Wale wengine wawili wako wapi?”</div>"],"extra":[]},{"img":["anansigivespeoplestoriesillustrationp-06.png"],"text":["<div>Kwa hivyo, anansi alirudi tena ardhini kumtafuta mnyama wa pili. Alifikiri, akafikiri na hatimaye akaibuka na wazo.<br>\n<br>\nAlichukuwa kibuyu kilichojaa maji na kwenda kwenye mti walimoishi nyigu. Akamwagilia nyumba ya nyigu maji mpaka ikalowa kabisa. <br>\n<br>\nKisha akatafuta jani la mgomba akajikinga nalo kichwani, halafu akajimwagilia maji yaliyobaki, kila sehemu ya mwili.</div>"],"extra":[]},{"img":["anansigivespeoplestoriesillustrationp-07.png"],"text":["<div><br>\nKisha akawaita manyigu, “Aisee manyigu! Njooni mwone! Mvua inanyesha! Haraka – ingieni ndani ya kibuyu changu ili mjikinge na mvua.<br>\n<br>\nManyigu hawapendi kulowa maji; kwa hivyo, walikimbilia ndani ya kibuyu cha Anansi.</div>"],"extra":[]},{"img":["anansigivespeoplestoriesillustrationp-08.png"],"text":["<div>Kwa haraka, Anansi aliutungia utando wake kwenye mlango ili manyigu wasitoke kamwe.<br>\n<br>\nAkawabeba wote hadi juu kwa Mungu wa Mbinguni.<br>\n<br>\nLakini Nyamae akasema, “Mnyama wa mwisho yu wapi?” (Wakati huu hakucheka).</div>"],"extra":[]},{"img":["anansigivespeoplestoriesillustrationp-09.png"],"text":["<div>Kwa hivyo, Anansi akarudi ardhini tena. Alifikiri na kufikiri, lakini hakuna wazo zuri lililomjia akilini. <br>\n<br>\nBasi akamwuliza mkewe aliyekuwa na wazo bora sana.<br>\nWalishirikiana kutafuta kijiti kimoja kirefu na kamba dhabiti.<br>\n<br>\nWalipofika karibu na mto alimoishi nyoka, walianza kubishana. “Kijiti hiki ni kirefu zaidi!” “hapana si kirefu!” “Ndio, ni kirefu!”</div>"],"extra":[]},{"img":["anansigivespeoplestoriesillustrationp-10.png"],"text":["<div>Mara nyoka akatokea kwenye maji akawauliza sababu ya mabishano yao.<br>\n <br>\n“Mke wangu anasema kwamba kijiti hiki ni kirefu kuliko wewe,” Anansi alisema. “Lakini mimi sikubaliani naye.”<br>\n <br>\n“Lakini ni wazi kwamba mimi ni mrefu kuliko kijiti hicho!” nyoka alisema. “Mimi ni nyoka mrefu sana! Hebu weka kijiti karibu nami nijipime.”</div>"],"extra":[]},{"img":["anansigivespeoplestoriesillustrationp-11.png"],"text":["<div> <br>\nAnansi alifanya hivyo. <br>\n<br>\nKisha akamfunga yule nyoka kwenye kijiti kile kwa kutumia kamba ili kumnyoosha sawasawa.<br>\n<br>\nBaada ya kumfunga huyo nyoka vizuri, alimbeba hadi juu mbinguni.</div>"],"extra":[]},{"img":["anansigivespeoplestoriesillustrationp-12_0.png"],"text":["<div>Nyamae akaridhika kwamba Anansi alikuwa ametoa malipo ya kutosha.<br>\n<br>\nBasi akafungua sanduku lake la mbao, na akampa Anansi hadithi.<br>\n<br>\nAnansi alizibeba hadithi hizo kwa ushindi mkubwa hadi ardhini.<br>\n<br>\nAkazigawa kwa mke wake, na watu wengine pamoja na wanyama, kwa sababu hadithi ni za kuhadithia wala si za kuficha kwenye sanduku.</div>"],"extra":[]},{"img":["anansigivespeoplestoriesillustrationp-03.png"],"text":[],"extra":["<div>Anansi awapa watu hadithi</div><div>Writer: Ghanaian folktale</div><div>Illustration: Wiehan de Jager</div><div>Translated By: Mutugi Kamundi</div><div>Language: Kiswahili</div>","<div>© Ghanaian folktale</div><div><div><div>\t\t\t\n\t\t\t<div>\n\t\t\tThis work is licensed under a Creative Commons Attribution<br>\n\t\t\t(CC-BY) Version 3.0 Unported Licence<br>\n\t\t\tDisclaimer: You are free to download, copy, translate or adapt this story and use the illustrations as long as you attribute or credit the original author/s and illustrator/s.\n\t\t\t</div>\n\t\t</div></div></div>","<div></div>"]}],
  	[{"id":"book_66","visibility":"free","level":3,"language":"swahili","type":"book","img":["pg-5-jpeg_0.jpg"],"text":[],"extra":["<div>Kisirusiru, mjinga </div><div>Cissy Kiwanuka Luyiga</div><div>Kiswahili</div>"]},{"img":["pg-1-jpeg.jpg"],"text":["<div>Hapo zamani za kale, palikuwa na mkulima na mkewe.<br>\n<br>\nWalikuwa na mtoto mmoja pekee, mvulana.<br>\n<br>\nAliitwa Kisirusiru.</div>"],"extra":[]},{"img":["kisirusiru-03.jpg"],"text":["<div>Siku moja wakati Kisirusiru alipokuwa akimpeleka mbuzi malishoni, mbuzi aliirarua shati lake. <br>\n<br>\nMamake alimtuma sokoni kununua sindano ili aweze kushona shati lake.  <br>\n<br>\nKisirusiru alinunua sindano na kuiweka katikia mfuko wa shati lake.<br>\n</div>"],"extra":[]},{"img":["pg-3-jpeg.jpg"],"text":["<div>Alipokuwa akienda nyumbani, aliwapata wavulana wakicheza mpira wa miguu. Akajiunga nao.  <br>\n<br>\nSindano ilianguka kutoka mfukoni na kupotea. <br>\n<br>\nAlipowasili nyumbani, alimwambia mamake kilichotokea.  <br>\n“Mtoto wangu, wakati ujao indunge sindano kwenye karatasi,”mamake alisema.<br>\n<br>\n“Ndiyo mama, naelewa,” Kisirusiru alijibu.<br>\n</div>"],"extra":[]},{"img":[],"text":["<div>Siku iliyofuata,  mvulana yule alichukuwa chungu kwenda mtoni.  <br>\n<br>\nAlikumbuka alichoambiwa na mamake, hivyo alikifungia chungu ndani ya kipande cha karatasi ili kukibeba kurudi nyumbani. <br>\n<br>\nLakini alipokuwa njiani, ile karatasi iliraruka na chungu kikaanguka chini na kuvunjika vipande vipande.  Maji yalimwagika chini.  <br>\n<br>\nAlipofika nyumbani, mamake alimweleza kwa subira, “Mtoto wangu, wakati ujao kiweke chungu kichwani.  Hivyo utakibeba bila kumwaga maji.”<br>\n<br>\n“Ndiyo mama, naelewa,” Kisirusiru alisema.<br>\n</div>"],"extra":[]},{"img":["pg-4-jpeg_0.jpg"],"text":[],"extra":[]},{"img":["pg-5-jpeg_0.jpg"],"text":["<div>Siku iliyofuata, babake Kisirusiru alimweleza  aende akawapeleke mbuzi malishoni.  <br>\n<br>\nAlikumbuka kile mamake alimwambia na hivyo alimbeba mbuzi kichwani.  Mbuzi alimpiga mateke na kumkwaruza kichwa. Punde damu ilitiririka usoni. <br>\n<br>\n“Lini utaacha ujinga wako?” babake alikereka.  <br>\n“Mbuzi hufungwa na kuvutwa kwa kamba!  <br>\n<br>\nUsipokuwa na adabu, utalazimika kutoka nyumba hii.”<br>\n</div>"],"extra":[]},{"img":["pg-6-jpeg_0.jpg"],"text":["<div>Siku iliyofuata,  baba alimtuma mwanawe kwenda kununua nyama sokoni.  <br>\n<br>\nAkikumbuka vile alivyoambiwa na babake. Kisirusiru aliifunga  nyama kamba na kuanza kuivuta kuelekea nyumbani. <br>\n<br>\nAlikimbia kwa haraka sana ili babake asisubiri kwa muda mrefu.  <br>\n<br>\nHebu fikiria jinsi ile nyama ilivyofanana alipowasili nyumbani?<br>\n</div>"],"extra":[]},{"img":["pg-7-jpeg_0.jpg"],"text":["<div>Babake alikasirika mno akamwambia apange vitu vyake na kuondoka pale nyumbani.<br>\n<br>\nMamake aliposikia hivyo, aliamua kuondoka na mtoto wake.<br>\n<br>\nWalipoondoka, walichukuwa mlango wa jikoni ili wawe na kitu cha kuanzia ujenzi wa nyumba yao mpya.<br>\n</div>"],"extra":[]},{"img":["pg-8-jpeg_0.jpg"],"text":["<div>Walitembea kwa muda mrefu. <br>\n<br>\nLakini hawakufanikiwa kupata mahali pa kujenga nyumba yao mpya.<br>\n<br>\nGiza lilipoingia, waliamua kukwea mti na kulala pale.<br>\n</div>"],"extra":[]},{"img":["pg-9-jpeg_0.jpg"],"text":["<div>Walikuwa wameshakwea mti huku wakiuvuta mlango baada ya wao, waliposikia makelele chini yao.  <br>\n<br>\nWaliwaona wanaume sita hatari sana wakiwa na magunia makubwa.<br>\n<br>\nWaliogopa sana hata wakauachilia mlango. <br>\n<br>\nUlianguka chini kwa kishindo na kuwaogofya wale watu hata wakaacha kila kitu na kutoroka.<br>\n</div>"],"extra":[]},{"img":["pg-10-jpeg_0.jpg"],"text":["<div>Kisirusiru na mamake walishuka chini.  <br>\n<br>\nWalipofungua yale magunia, walipata pesa, nguo, mablanketi, na kila kitu walichohitaji kuanzisha nyumba yao.  <br>\n<br>\nPunde, walipata pahali pa kujenga nyumba na wakaishi kwa furaha tangu siku hiyo.<br>\n</div>"],"extra":[]},{"img":["pg-6-jpeg_0.jpg"],"text":[],"extra":["<div>Kisirusiru, mjinga </div><div>Writer: Cissy Kiwanuka Luyiga</div><div>Illustration: Catherine Groenewald</div><div>Translated By: Brigid Simiyu</div><div>Language: Kiswahili</div>","<div>© Cissy Kiwanuka Luyiga</div><div><div><div>\t\t\t\n\t\t\t<div>\n\t\t\tThis work is licensed under a Creative Commons Attribution<br>\n\t\t\t(CC-BY) Version 3.0 Unported Licence<br>\n\t\t\tDisclaimer: You are free to download, copy, translate or adapt this story and use the illustrations as long as you attribute or credit the original author/s and illustrator/s.\n\t\t\t</div>\n\t\t</div></div></div>","<div></div>"]}],
  	[{"id":"book_64","visibility":"free","level":3,"language":"swahili","type":"book","img":["whyanansihas8thinlegsillustrationp-08.jpg"],"text":[],"extra":["<div>Kwa nini Anansi ana miguu minane myembamba</div><div>Ghanaian folktale</div><div>Kiswahili</div>"]},{"img":["whyanansihas8thinlegsillustrationp-01.jpg"],"text":["<div>Hapo zamani za kale, zamani sana, aliishi buibui mmoja anaitwa Anansi. <br>\n<br>\nMke wa Anansi alikuwa mpishi mzuri. <br>\n<br>\nLakini kila mara Anansi alipenda kuonja vyakula vilivyopikwa na wanawake wengine wa pale kijijini.</div>"],"extra":[]},{"img":["whyanansihas8thinlegsillustrationp-02.jpg"],"text":["<div>Siku moja, Anansi alipita kwa Sungura, rafikiye mpendwa.<br>\n<br>\nAnansi aliona mboga za majani chunguni. Anansi anapenda mboga za majani, akasema kwa msisimuko, “kuna mboga za majani kwenye chungu chako.”<br>\nSungura alimwambia, “bado hazijaiva, lakini hivi karibuni zitaiva, subiri tule pamoja”.  <br>\n<br>\nAnansi alisema kwa haraka, “ningependa kufanya hivyo Sungura, lakini nina majukumu ya kufanya.”<br>\n<br>\nAnansi alijua angesubiri, bila shaka Sungura angempa kazi za kufanya. </div>"],"extra":[]},{"img":["whyanansihas8thinlegsillustrationp-03.jpg"],"text":["<div><br>\nAnansi akamwabia Sungura, “nitasokota utando nifunge ncha moja mguuni kwangu na nyingine kwenye chungu chako. Mboga zitakapoiva vuta utando na nitakimbia nije.”<br>\n<br>\n<br>\nSungura aliona hilo ni wazo zuri sana.<br>\n <br>\nWakafanya hivyo. <br>\n</div>"],"extra":[]},{"img":["whyanansihas8thinlegsillustrationp-04.jpg"],"text":["<div>Anansi alipoondoka kwa Sungura, njiani alinusa na kwa msisimko akasema, “nasikia harufu ya maharage, maharage matamu yanapikwa kwenye chungu.”<br>\n<br>\nNgedere wakamwita Anansi, “njoo tule maharage, bado kidogo yataiva”. Anansi akasema, “ningependa sana Baba Ngedere”. <br>\n<br>\nAnansi akashauri tena kwamba atasokota utando, afunge ncha moja mguuni kwake na ncha nyingine kwenye chungu kikubwa cha maharage.<br>\n<br>\nBaba Ngedere aliona hilo ni wazo zuri sana, na watoto wake wote pia wakaona hivyo. Kwa hiyo wakafanya hivyo.</div>"],"extra":[]},{"img":["whyanansihas8thinlegsillustrationp-05.jpg"],"text":["<div>Anansi alipoondoka kwa Baba Ngedere, njiani alinusa kwa furaha akasema, “nasikia harufu ya viazi vitamu, naamini ni viazi vitamu na asali.” <br>\n<br>\nRafiki yake Nguruwe alimwita, “Anansi, chungu changu kimejaa viazi vitamu na asali. Njoo tule pamoja.”<br>\n“Ningependa kufanya hivyo,”  Anansi akasema.<br>\n<br>\nKwa mara nyingine, Anansi alishauri kwamba, asokote utando, afunge ncha moja mguuni kwake  na ncha nyingine kwenye chungu cha viazi vitamu.  <br>\n<br>\nRafiki yake Nguruwe akaona ni wazo zuri,  na wakafanya hivyo.</div>"],"extra":[]},{"img":["whyanansihas8thinlegsillustrationp-06.jpg"],"text":["<div>Wakati Anansi anafika mtoni, miguu yake yote ilikuwa imefungwa kwa ncha za utando. <br>\n<br>\nAnansi akajisemea mwenyewe kwa majivuno, “hili lilikuwa ni wazo zuri sana, najiuliza ni chungu kipi kitaiva kwanza?”<br>\n<br>\nPale pale Anansi akasikia mguu umevutwa. Akasema, “Ah, hii ni ncha ya utando iliyofungwa kwenye chungu cha Sungura cha mboga za majani.\" </div>"],"extra":[]},{"img":["whyanansihas8thinlegsillustrationp-07.jpg"],"text":["<div>Akasikia mvuto mwingine, na mwingine. Anansi alivutwa pande tatu kwa mara moja.<br>\n<br>\n“Oh jamani”, Anansi alisema baada ya kuvutwa kwa mara ya nne. <br>\n<br>\nWakati huo huo, akasikia ncha ya tano inavutwa, na ya sita, na ya saba, na ya nane. <br>\n<br>\nAnansi alivutwa upande huu na upande ule. Kila mtu akavuta zile ncha kwa wakati mmoja.<br>\n<br>\nMiguu yake ikavutwa ikawa myembamba na myembamba. </div>"],"extra":[]},{"img":["whyanansihas8thinlegsillustrationp-08.jpg"],"text":["<div>Anansi akajirusha haraka mtoni. <br>\nWakati tando zote zimechukuliwa na maji, alijivuta taratibu kwa maumivu hadi kwenye ufukwe.<br>\n<br>\nAnansi akahema kwa majonzi, “Oh mimi, oh mimi, pengine hili halikuwa wazo zuri kabisa.”<br>\n<br>\nHadi leo hii, Anansi Buibui ana miguu minane myembamba sana. <br>\n<br>\nNa siku ile hakupata chakula chochote.</div>"],"extra":[]},{"img":["whyanansihas8thinlegsillustrationp-07.jpg"],"text":[],"extra":["<div>Kwa nini Anansi ana miguu minane myembamba</div><div>Writer: Ghanaian folktale</div><div>Illustration: Wiehan de Jager</div><div>Translated By: Innocent Messo and Sara Temu</div><div>Language: Kiswahili</div>","<div>© African Storybook Initiative, 2014</div><div><div><div>\t\t\t\n\t\t\t<div>\n\t\t\tThis work is licensed under a Creative Commons Attribution<br>\n\t\t\t(CC-BY) Version 3.0 Unported Licence<br>\n\t\t\tDisclaimer: You are free to download, copy, translate or adapt this story and use the illustrations as long as you attribute or credit the original author/s and illustrator/s.\n\t\t\t</div>\n\t\t</div></div></div>","<div></div>"]}],
  	[{"id":"book_79","visibility":"free","level":3,"language":"swahili","type":"book","img":["king-birdsillustrationp-04_0.jpg"],"text":[],"extra":["<div>Mfalme wa Ndege</div><div>South African Folktale</div><div>Kiswahili</div>"]},{"img":["king-birdsillustrationp-01.jpg"],"text":["<div>Hapo zamani za kale, ndege walikuwa na mkutano.  <br>\n<br>\nWalitaka mfalme kama vile binadamu na wanyama walivyo.<br>\n<br>\nNi ndege yupi angestahili kuwa mfalme?</div>"],"extra":[]},{"img":["king-birdsillustrationp-02.jpg"],"text":["<div>“Samaki Tai, Nkwazi. Yeye ana nguvu tena  ni wa kifalme!” mmoja alisema.<br>\n<br>\n“La, hana taji, na anapoitana, sauti yake ni ya huzuni sana,” mwingine alisema.<br>\n<br>\n“Basi Mbuni, kwa sababu yeye ndiye mkubwa zaidi ya wengine na tena hunguruma kama simba,” mwingine aliwaelezea.<br>\n<br>\n“La, hawezi kuruka.  Mfalme wa ndege lazima aweze kuruka.”</div>"],"extra":[]},{"img":["king-birdsillustrationp-03.jpg"],"text":["<div>“Nafikiri ninaweza kuwa mfalme,” Tausi alisema huku akipunga mkia wake.  “Mimi ni mrembo sana.”<br>\n<br>\n“Unaringa sana,” alisema Khova, Bundi Jitu.  “Isitoshe, wewe hata si Mwafrika.”<br>\n<br>\n“Nina macho makubwa zaidi kushinda ya ndege wengine.  Ninastahili kuwa mfalme.”<br>\n <br>\n“La, si wewe Bundi” walipiga kelele.  “Wewe huenda kulala jua linapochomoza.”</div>"],"extra":[]},{"img":["king-birdsillustrationp-04.jpg"],"text":["<div>Na hivyo, hawakuafikiana.<br>\n<br>\nKisha mmoja alipiga kelele, “Yule atakayeruka juu zaidi atakuwa mfalme.”<br>\n<br>\n“Ndiyo, ndiyo,” walipiga kelele, na wote wakaruka juu, juu angani.<br>\n<br>\n</div>"],"extra":[]},{"img":["king-birdsillustrationp-05.jpg"],"text":["<div>Bata Bukini aliruka kwa siku nzima moja kwa moja juu ya milima mirefu zaidi duniani.<br>\n<br>\nSamaki Tai, Nkwazi, aliruka kwa siku mbili hadi ndani ya rangi samawati juu ya milima.<br>\n<br>\nLakini Tai mwenye mgongo mweupe aliruka juu angani kwa siku tatu bila kusimama, moja kwa moja kuelekea kwenye jua.<br>\n</div>"],"extra":[]},{"img":["king-birdsillustrationp-06.jpg"],"text":["<div><br>\nJuu yao ndege walimsikia Tai akipaasa sauti akisema, “Ndimi wa juu zaidi, mimi ndiye mfalme.”<br>\n</div>"],"extra":[]},{"img":["king-birdsillustrationp-07.jpg"],"text":["<div>Lakini alisikia sauti juu yake, “Tink, Tink, Tink.”<br>\n<br>\nJuu ya kichwa chake kulikuwa na mmoja wa ndege wale wadogo kwa wote, Ncede, Neddicky.  <br>\n<br>\nAlikuwa ameshikilia kwenye unyoya mmoja mkubwa wa Tai.</div>"],"extra":[]},{"img":["king-birdsillustrationp-08.jpg"],"text":["<div><br>\n“Hutanishinda tena,” Tai alisema na kisha akpaa juu zaidi angani.<br>\n<br>\nAliruka juu zaidi ya ndege yeyote.  <br>\n<br>\n“Niko juu zaidi ya ndege wengine.  Mimi ndiye mfalme wenu,” alisema kwa sauti.</div>"],"extra":[]},{"img":["king-birdsillustrationp-09.jpg"],"text":["<div>Lakini kutoka chini ya ubawa palitokezea yule ndege mdogo.  <br>\n<br>\n“Tink, tink!  Tink, tink! Ni mimi, mdogo zaidi! Ndimi mfalme wenu.”<br>\n<br>\nTai alikuwa amechoka, hangeweza kuruka zaidi ya hapo.</div>"],"extra":[]},{"img":["king-birdsillustrationp-10.jpg"],"text":["<div>Kwa hivyo alishuka chini akiwa ameambatana na Ncede ubawani.<br>\n<br>\nNdege wengine walikuwa wameangalia yote haya na walikuwa na hasira.  <br>\n<br>\nWalimsubiri, tayari kuyang’oa manyoya yake yote.  </div>"],"extra":[]},{"img":["king-birdsillustrationp-11.jpg"],"text":["<div>Lakini ndege huyu mdogo alikuwa mwepesi wa kujua kwamba walikuwa na hasira. <br>\n<br>\nKwa hivyo alikimbilia haraka katika shimo la nyoka.<br>\n</div>"],"extra":[]},{"img":["king-birdsillustrationp-12.jpg"],"text":["<div><br>\n“Kwa kuwa na macho makubwa, lazima ulinde shimo hili ili umkamate anapotoka nje,” <br>\nwalimwambia Bundi. <br>\n<br>\nKwa hivyo Bundi aliketi mbele ya shimo.</div>"],"extra":[]},{"img":["king-birdsillustrationp-13.jpg"],"text":["<div>Lakini kwa ajili ya joto la jua, muda mfupi tu baadaye, Bundi alilala.<br>\n<br>\nYule ndege mdogo alichungulia nje, na “z-zip” alitorokea mbali.</div>"],"extra":[]},{"img":["king-birdsillustrationp-14.jpg"],"text":["<div>Bundi aliabika mno kwa kutomzuia yule ndege kutoroka.<br>\n<br>\nSasa yeye huwinda usiku peke.<br>\n<br>\nWakati wa mchana, hulala mbali na macho ya ndege wengine.</div>"],"extra":[]},{"img":["king-birdsillustrationp-04.jpg"],"text":[],"extra":["<div>Mfalme wa Ndege</div><div>Writer: South African Folktale</div><div>Illustration: Wiehan de Jager</div><div>Translated By: Brigid Simiyu</div><div>Language: Kiswahili</div>","<div>© African Storybook Initiative</div><div><div><div>\t\t\t\n\t\t\t<div>\n\t\t\tThis work is licensed under a Creative Commons Attribution<br>\n\t\t\t(CC-BY) Version 3.0 Unported Licence<br>\n\t\t\tDisclaimer: You are free to download, copy, translate or adapt this story and use the illustrations as long as you attribute or credit the original author/s and illustrator/s.\n\t\t\t</div>\n\t\t</div></div></div>","<div>Adapted from a story in 'South African Folk-Tales', by James A. Honey, 2010.\n</div>"]}],
  	[{"id":"book_81","visibility":"free","level":3,"language":"swahili","type":"book","img":["kamiyooftheriverp13_0.jpg"],"text":[],"extra":["<div>Mke Mti</div><div>Southern African Folktale</div><div>Kiswahili</div>"]},{"img":["kamiyooftheriverp01_0.jpg"],"text":["<div>Hapo zamani za kale, paliishi mzee aliyekuwa tajiri wa kila kitu – shamba kubwa lenye rutuba, ng’ombe, na mbuzi. <br>\n<br>\nLakini jinsi alivyokuwa akizeeka ndivyo alivyokuwa akihuzunika kwani alikosa kitu fulani. <br>\n<br>\nHakuwa na mke.<br>\n</div>"],"extra":[]},{"img":["kamiyooftheriverp02_0.jpg"],"text":["<div>Alipokuwa chini ya mti siku moja, alipata wazo zuri sana.<br>\n<br>\nSasa kama hatapata mke,  labda atajitengenezea mmoja.<br>\n</div>"],"extra":[]},{"img":["kamiyooftheriverp03_0.jpg"],"text":["<div>Sasa akaanza kazi ya kumchonga mke kutoka kwa gogo la mti.<br>\n<br>\nWakati alikuwa amemaliza kuchonga sanamu, aliigusa macho ikaanza kuona. <br>\n<br>\nKisha aliipulizia pumzi ikawa hai.<br>\n</div>"],"extra":[]},{"img":["kamiyooftheriverp04_0.jpg"],"text":["<div>Akawa mwanamke mrembo zaidi ya wote aliokuwa ameona.<br>\n<br>\nAlipiga magoti mbele yake na kumwomba awe mkewe.<br>\n</div>"],"extra":[]},{"img":["kamiyooftheriverp05_0.jpg"],"text":["<div>Yule mume alimvisha kimori, shanga, na mkufu wa kichwani, ishara kwamba alikuwa ameolewa. <br>\n<br>\nKisha alimjengea nyumba kwa matope na nyasi.<br>\n<br>\n“Ninakuomba kitu kimoja tu,” jamaa alisema.  “Usimwambie mtu yeyote mahali ulikotoka.”</div>"],"extra":[]},{"img":["kamiyooftheriverp06_0.jpg"],"text":["<div>Lakini kabla ya kipindi kirefu, vijana kutoka kijiji jirani walianza kusema, “Inawezekanaje mzee kama huyu kumwoa msichana mrembo namna hii!”<br>\n<br>\nBasi wakaamua kumwiba msichana yule wampeleke kijijini kwao.</div>"],"extra":[]},{"img":["kamiyooftheriverp07_0.jpg"],"text":["<div>Mkewe alipoibiwa, mzee alihuzunika sana. <br>\n<br>\nAlihisi kwamba hangeishi bila mkewe.<br>\n<br>\nLakini akafikiria, “Labda nikipata kitu chochote kutoka kwake nitapata faraja.” <br>\n<br>\nKwa hivyo, alituma njiwa wawili wakamtafute mkewe, wamwimbie na wamletee kitu chochote kutoka kwa mkewe. </div>"],"extra":[]},{"img":["kamiyooftheriverp08_0.jpg"],"text":["<div>Walipomwona walimwimbia wimbo mtamu katika lugha ya ndege:<br>\n<br>\nMke mti, mke mti,<br>\nMrembo kuliko wote,<br>\nTumetumwa na mumeo,<br>\nTunakujia kimori,<br>\nTurudishe kwa mumeo,<br>\nAsije kukusahau.</div>"],"extra":[]},{"img":["kamiyooftheriverp09_0.jpg"],"text":["<div>Aliwapa Kimori chake wakapuruka, juu ya milima, juu ya mito, hadi wakarudi kwa mumewe. Mzee alipokea kimori akakishika usoni mwake kwa furaha akapata faraja.</div>"],"extra":[]},{"img":["kamiyooftheriverp10_0.jpg"],"text":["<div>Lakini hiyo faraja haikudumu muda mrefu:<br>\nAliwatuma wale njiwa tena wakamwimbie mkewe:<br>\n<br>\nMke mti, mke mti,<br>\nMrembo kuliko wote,<br>\nTumetumwa na mumeo,<br>\nTunakujia mkufu<br>\nTurudishe kwa mumeo,<br>\nAsije kukusahau.<br>\n<br>\nBasi wakarudi tena wakibeba mkufu ambao ulikuwa ishara ya mwanamke aliyeolewa.</div>"],"extra":[]},{"img":["kamiyooftheriverp11_0.jpg"],"text":["<div>Aliuchukuwa ule mkufu wa kichwani akapata faraja ya mke wake aliyekuwa katika kijiji cha watu wengine.<br>\n<br>\nBaada ya muda mfupi aliwaita njiwa tena, akawatuma kwa mkewe tena wakamwimbie:<br>\n<br>\nMke mti, mke mti,<br>\nMrembo kuliko wote,<br>\nTumetumwa na mumeo,<br>\nAtaka maisha yako,<br>\nTurudishe kwa mumeo,<br>\nAsije kukusahau.</div>"],"extra":[]},{"img":["kamiyooftheriverp12_0.jpg"],"text":["<div>kwa hivyo, walienda  tena mara ya tatu wakatua mabegani mwake.<br>\n<br>\nWalipokuwa wakiimba, kila njiwa alikuwa akidona na kumng’oa jicho. <br>\n<br>\nPunde si punde, akageuka na kuwa sanamu.<br>\nMiguu na mikono yake ilidondoka. <br>\n<br>\nKichwa vilevile kilianguka. Akaanguka chini, pu!</div>"],"extra":[]},{"img":["kamiyooftheriverp13.png"],"text":["<div>Mumewe alilisukuma lile gogo la sanamu kwenye mto. <br>\n<br>\nAkalisimamisha upande wa mizizi ukiwa majini. <br>\n<br>\nNa baada ya kupata maji na kupigwa na miale ya jua lile gogo liliota majani tena kama zamani. </div>"],"extra":[]},{"img":["kamiyooftheriverp13_0.jpg"],"text":["<div>Na wakati upepo uvumapo,majani yake hushusha pumzi kama vile mwanamke hushusha pumzi anapotamani kumwona mumewe.<br>\n</div>"],"extra":[]},{"img":["kamiyooftheriverp05_0.jpg"],"text":[],"extra":["<div>Mke Mti</div><div>Writer: Southern African Folktale</div><div>Illustration: Jemma Kahn</div><div>Translated By: Mutugi Kamundi</div><div>Language: Kiswahili</div>","<div>© African Storybook Initiative, 2014</div><div><div><div>\t\t\t\n\t\t\t<div>\n\t\t\tThis work is licensed under a Creative Commons Attribution<br>\n\t\t\t(CC-BY) Version 3.0 Unported Licence<br>\n\t\t\tDisclaimer: You are free to download, copy, translate or adapt this story and use the illustrations as long as you attribute or credit the original author/s and illustrator/s.\n\t\t\t</div>\n\t\t</div></div></div>","<div>Listen on YouTube to another version of this story – Kamiyo of the River http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=li8tklIflMs\n</div>"]}],
  	[{"id":"book_99","visibility":"free","level":3,"language":"swahili","type":"book","img":["mulongo-and-hyenasp-10.jpg"],"text":[],"extra":["<div>Mulongo na Fisi</div><div>Sarah Nangobi</div><div>Kiswahili</div>"]},{"img":["mulongo-and-hyenasp-01.jpg"],"text":["<div>Palikuwa na msichana kwa jina Mulongo.<br>\n<br>\nAliishi na wazazi wake karibu na kijiji cha Budongo. <br>\n<br>\nSiku moja mamake Mulongo alimtuma kuchota maji kisimani.<br>\n</div>"],"extra":[]},{"img":["mulongo-and-hyenasp-02.jpg"],"text":["<div>Njiani, alikutana na marafiki zake wakienda msituni kutafuta kuni.  <br>\n<br>\nMulongo alitaka kwenda nao.<br>\n“Tafadhali, nisubirini chini ya mti huu!” alisema,”lazima nimchotee mama maji.” <br>\n<br>\nLakini marafiki zake hawakutaka kusubiri.<br>\n</div>"],"extra":[]},{"img":["mulongo-and-hyenasp-03.jpg"],"text":["<div>“Sawa, nitawakuta huko msituni!” Mulongo alisema huku akikimbia kwenda kumchotea mamake maji. <br>\n<br>\nKisha akaenda msituni kuwatafuta marafiki zake. </div>"],"extra":[]},{"img":["mulongo-and-hyenasp-04.jpg"],"text":["<div>Alifuata njia iliyoelekea kwenye kijito.  <br>\n<br>\nUpande mwingine wa kijito kulikuwa na njia nyingine ndogo kila mojawapo ikielekea upande tofauti. <br>\n<br>\n“Njia ipi marafiki zake walifuata?” alishangaa.<br>\n</div>"],"extra":[]},{"img":["mulongo-and-hyenasp-05.jpg"],"text":["<div>Aliichagua njia iliyokuwa pana kisha akatembea, na kutembea, lakini hakuwapata marafiki zake.  <br>\n<br>\nAlichoka sana kwa hivyo alipopumzika chini ya mti, alilala mara moja.</div>"],"extra":[]},{"img":["mulongo-and-hyenasp-06.jpg"],"text":["<div>Mulongo alipoamka, ilikuwa giza.  Gizani, macho ya manjano yalimulika.  <br>\n<br>\nAlikuwa amezungukwa na fisi!<br>\nAliogopa asiweze hata kulia.  <br>\n<br>\nAlijaribu kukimbia, lakini fisi walimzunguka wakionyesha  wazi kuwa walikuwa na njaa.<br>\n</div>"],"extra":[]},{"img":["mulongo-and-hyenasp-07.jpg"],"text":["<div>“Usisonge,” sauti ya fisi mkubwa zaidi ilisikika.  <br>\n<br>\n“Ukikimbia, utaliwa!”<br>\n<br>\n“Tafadhali, niache niende nyumbani!” Mulongo aliwasihi.<br>\n</div>"],"extra":[]},{"img":["mulongo-and-hyenasp-08.jpg"],"text":["<div>Badala yake fisi walimpeleka Mulongo katika nyumba yao iliyokuwa ndani ya msitu.  <br>\n<br>\nChumba kilikuwa kichafu kilichojaa mifupa na kelele ya nzi.<br>\n<br>\nAlilala chini na kudanganya kuwa amelala usingizi.<br>\n</div>"],"extra":[]},{"img":["mulongo-and-hyenasp-09.jpg"],"text":["<div>Gizani, aliwasikia fisi wakiongea wenyewe kwa wenyewe.  <br>\n<br>\n“Moto unaendelea vipi?” mmoja aliuliza.  “Je, maji yanachemka?”<br>\n<br>\nJibu lilikuwa, “Kila kitu ni tayari.” “Nimlete sasa?”<br>\n<br>\n“Ndiyo, ndiyo!” fisi wale wengine walinguruma. “Tunahisi njaa!”<br>\n</div>"],"extra":[]},{"img":["mulongo-and-hyenasp-10.jpg"],"text":["<div>Walikuwa karibu kumvuta Mulongo kumtoa chumbani wakati fisi mkubwa aliongea, “Fisi, subirini.  Kumbuka kanuni ya kijiji.  Hakuna fisi anayekubaliwa kula pekee- ni lazima tuialike jamii nzima kushiriki mlo.”<br>\n</div>"],"extra":[]},{"img":["mulongo-and-hyenasp-11.jpg"],"text":["<div>Walichukuwa muda mrefu kabla kurudi na yule fisi mkubwa alianza kusinzia pale mbele ya moto.  Punde alikuwa anakoroma.<br>\n<br>\nHii ilikuwa nafasi nzuri kwa Mulongo!  Lakini vipi angeweza kumpita yule fisi? Kwa ukubwa wake, alifunika sehemu yote ya mlango.</div>"],"extra":[]},{"img":["mulongo-and-hyenasp-12.jpg"],"text":["<div>Njia ilikuwa ni moja tu.  <br>\n<br>\nAlijihimiza na kurukia juu ya mgongo wa fisi kwa mara moja, kisha akakimbia, na kukimbia jinsi miguu yake alivyomwezesha.<br>\n</div>"],"extra":[]},{"img":["mulongo-and-hyenasp-13.jpg"],"text":["<div>Wakati huo huo, fisi wale wengine walirudi na kuona kilichotokea.  <br>\n<br>\nWalimfuata huku wakipiga kelele za hasira na gadhabu.<br>\n<br>\nLakini, walikuwa wamechelewa.<br>\n</div>"],"extra":[]},{"img":["mulongo-and-hyenasp-14.jpg"],"text":["<div>Alipokaribia kijiji chake, mwanakijiji mmoja alimtambua na kushangilia akisema, “Mulongo, Mulongo anakuja, Mulongo anakuja.”  <br>\n<br>\nBaba na mama walikimbia kumbusu huku wakishukuru Mungu kwa kumwokoa mototo wao, “Mulongo, Mulongo, tulidhani umekufa!”<br>\n</div>"],"extra":[]},{"img":["mulongoandthehyenaselement-34.png"],"text":["<div>Kutoka siku hiyo, Mulongo na watoto wengine hawakuwahi kururdi msituni pekee yao.<br>\n</div>"],"extra":[]},{"img":["mulongo-and-hyenasp-07.jpg"],"text":[],"extra":["<div>Mulongo na Fisi</div><div>Writer: Sarah Nangobi</div><div>Illustration: Wiehan de Jager</div><div>Translated By: Brigid Simiyu</div><div>Language: Kiswahili</div>","<div>© African Storybook Initiative, 2014 </div><div><div><div>\t\t\t\n\t\t\t<div>\n\t\t\tThis work is licensed under a Creative Commons Attribution<br>\n\t\t\t(CC-BY) Version 3.0 Unported Licence<br>\n\t\t\tDisclaimer: You are free to download, copy, translate or adapt this story and use the illustrations as long as you attribute or credit the original author/s and illustrator/s.\n\t\t\t</div>\n\t\t</div></div></div>","<div></div>"]}],
  	[{"id":"book_87","visibility":"free","level":3,"language":"swahili","type":"book","img":["10-jpeg_0.jpg"],"text":[],"extra":["<div>Ng’ombe wa sokoni</div><div>Ursula Nafula</div><div>Kiswahili</div>"]},{"img":["1-jpeg_0.jpg"],"text":["<div>Kila mtu alijua kwamba Mama Schola alipenda kupiga kelele mno.<br>\n<br>\n</div>"],"extra":[]},{"img":["2-jpeg_0.jpg"],"text":["<div>Siku hiyo, ilihusiana na ng’ombe waliokuwa sokoni.<br>\n<br>\n“Wafukuzie mbali hawa ng’ombe wajinga,” alisema.  “Wanakula mboga zangu.” <br>\n</div>"],"extra":[]},{"img":["2-jpeg_0.jpg"],"text":["<div>“Hei we pale! Wafukuze hawa ng’ombe wajinga watoke hapa,” alisisitiza.  “Wanakula nguo zangu.”<br>\n</div>"],"extra":[]},{"img":["4-jpeg_0.jpg"],"text":["<div><br>\n<br>\n“Wapi mwenye ng’ombe hawa wajinga?” alipiga kelele.  “Wanakula nafaka yangu.”<br>\n<br>\n</div>"],"extra":[]},{"img":["5-jpeg_0.jpg"],"text":["<div>Kutoka mafichoni mwake, Sorimpan, mchungaji, alichuchumaa kwa kumuogopa yule mwanamke aliyekuwa akipiga kelele.<br>\n<br>\nAlikuwa ameenda kunywa maji kwenye mfereji wakati ng’ombe wake waliranda na kwenda sokoni.</div>"],"extra":[]},{"img":["6-jpeg.jpg"],"text":["<div>“Sasa ona kile hawa ng’mbe wajinga wamefanya!” <br>\n<br>\nAliendelea kupiga kelele.  “Wamevunja vyungu vyangu.”</div>"],"extra":[]},{"img":["7-jpeg_0.jpg"],"text":["<div>Baadaye kidogo, “Aah! Sio tena!” Alisikika akisema.  <br>\n<br>\n“Nitashtaki jambo hili kwa polisi.  <br>\n<br>\nHawa ng’ombe wajinga wameangusha kibanda changu cha matunda.” <br>\n</div>"],"extra":[]},{"img":["8-jpeg_0.jpg"],"text":["<div>Sorimpan, fimbo mkononi, alihepa kati ya umati na kufaulu kuwaona ng’ombe wake.<br>\n<br>\nNg’ombe wa Sorimpan walimjua vyema. <br>\n<br>\nKwa hivyo, waligeuka na kumwangalia alipotokea!<br>\n</div>"],"extra":[]},{"img":["12-jpeg.jpg"],"text":["<div><br>\nWakati huo, palikuwa na umati mkubwa wa watazamaji: wanaume, wanawake na hata watoto. <br>\n<br>\nWote walisimama wakiangalia ng’ombe ambao walimsikiliza Sorimapn pekee.<br>\n<br>\n</div>"],"extra":[]},{"img":["10-jpeg_0.jpg"],"text":["<div><br>\nGhafula, ng’ombe walivunja kimya chao!<br>\n<br>\nWalianza  kuongea wote pamoja wakiwakosoa watu!<br>\n</div>"],"extra":[]},{"img":["1-jpeg_0.jpg"],"text":["<div>Umati wa watu ulishangaa na kupiga hatua nyuma wakiwaogopa ng’ombe.<br>\n<br>\nKisha ng’ombe waliacha kuzungumza na kuuangalia umati kwa mshangao!  <br>\n<br>\nLakini Mama Schola alisikika akisema, “Tangu lini ng’ombe  wakaingilia shughuli zetu za sokoni?”<br>\n</div>"],"extra":[]},{"img":["12-jpeg.jpg"],"text":["<div>Sasa ilikuwa zamu ya Mama Schola kukosolewa na ng’ombe.<br>\n<br>\nWanawake wote waliokuwa wakiuza, walisonga na kujiunga na Mama Schola kwa ajili ya woga.<br>\n</div>"],"extra":[]},{"img":["13-jpeg_0.jpg"],"text":["<div>Ng’ombe waliwakosoa wanawake. <br>\n<br>\nWaliongea kuhusu hali ya mboga zao wakisema, <br>\n“Hizi ni mboga za aina gani?  <br>\nZote ni nzee na zimeanza kunyauka!” <br>\n<br>\n</div>"],"extra":[]},{"img":["14-jpeg_0.jpg"],"text":["<div>Ni wazi kuwa ng’ombe walikuwa hawajamaliza bado!  <br>\n<br>\nWaligeuka na kuangalia kibanda cha nguo kisha walipiga kelele wakisema, <br>\n“Mnasema tunakula nguo zenu, nguo gani?  <br>\nMnamaanisha hivi viraka vikuu kuu!  Nani atavinunua?”</div>"],"extra":[]},{"img":["15-jpeg_0.jpg"],"text":["<div>Ng’ombe sasa walisongea kibanda kilichofuata. <br>\n<br>\nWatu wote waliwafuata.<br>\n<br>\n“Nafaka yenu imejaa wadudu.  Nani anataka kuila hiyo!  Tulionja tu kujua ikiwa hapa ni mahali pa kuja mara kwa mara!” ng’ombe walisema kwa madharau.</div>"],"extra":[]},{"img":["16-jpeg_0.jpg"],"text":["<div>“Na wewe Mama Schola,” ng’ombe waliendelea, “Acha kelele nyingi. <br>\n<br>\nUnaongea juu ya vyungu hivi ambavyo vimepasuka?”  Ng’ombe waligeuza vichwa vyao kuelekeza upande wa vyungu vya Mama Schola.<br>\n<br>\n “Hivi havina dhamana yoyote. <br>\n<br>\nVinavunjika upesi, kwa hivyo usitulaumu sisi.” <br>\n<br>\nBaada ya hayo, ng’ombe waligeuka na kuondoka wakifuatwa na Sorimpan kwa karibu.</div>"],"extra":[]},{"img":["2-jpeg_0.jpg"],"text":[],"extra":["<div>Ng’ombe wa sokoni</div><div>Writer: Ursula Nafula</div><div>Illustration: Catherine Groenewald</div><div>Translated By: Ursula Nafula</div><div>Language: Kiswahili</div>","<div>© African Storybook Initiative</div><div><div><div>\t\t\t\n\t\t\t<div>\n\t\t\tThis story is licensed under a Creative Commons Attribution Non-Commercial licence: CC-BY-NC 3.0 unported.<br>\n\t\t\tYou are free to download, copy, translate or adapt this story and use the illustrations as long as you attribute or credit the original writer/s and illustrator/s.<br>\n\t\t\tYou may not use this story for commercial purposes (for profit).\n\t\t\t</div>\n\t\t</div></div></div>","<div></div>"]}],
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Aliwaelezea kuku wake.<br>\n<br>\nRefiloe aliwaelezea kuku wake kila kitu.  <br>\n<br>\nBabake alimpa kuku kama zawadi ya kuadimisha siku ya kuzaliwa kwake na aliwapenda sana.<br>\n<br>\n</div>"],"extra":[]},{"img":["refiloeelement-79.png"],"text":["<div>“Waondoshe hapo hao kuku wachafu Refiloe!” mamake alipiga kelele, <br>\n<br>\n“Siwataki popote karibu na hema la harusi.”</div>"],"extra":[]},{"img":["refiloep01.jpg"],"text":["<div>Refiloe aliwafukuza kuku kutoka kwenye hema.<br>\n<br>\n“Torokeni enyi viumbe washienzi,” alisema. <br>\n<br>\n“Sitaki mliwe kwenye harusi ya Palesa.”<br>\n</div>"],"extra":[]},{"img":["refiloeelement-03.png"],"text":["<div>“Mama asema kwamba hii itakuwa harusi ya kufana zaidi katika Malealea,” Refiloe aliwaambia kuku wake. <br>\n<br>\n“Na anasema kwamba ninaweza kuwasaidia wasichana wale wakubwa na upishi.”<br>\n<br>\nKuku hawakumsikiliza hata kidogo.   <br>\n<br>\n“Refiloe!” mamake alimwita kutoka ndani, “acha hao kuku wako na uje kunisaidia na hivi vyungu tafadhali!”</div>"],"extra":[]},{"img":["refiloep04.jpg"],"text":[],"extra":[]},{"img":[],"text":["<div><br>\n<br>\nMamake Refiloe alijivunia nyumba yake na alitaka iwe kamili siku ya harusi.  Alisafisha, akaosha na kusugua kila kilochokuwamo.<br>\n<br>\nAlipomaliza, hapakuwa na chembe cha vumbi popote.<br>\n<br>\nKuku walichokoa vichwa vyao ndani ya mlango.  <br>\n<br>\n\"Tokeni nje!\" Mamake Refiloe alipiga mayowe. \"Tokeni nje ninyi viumbe vya miguu na midomo michafu!\"<br>\n<br>\n</div>"],"extra":[]},{"img":["refiloeelement-19.png"],"text":["<div>Refiloe aliwafuata kuku wake hadi nje juani.  “Mama anasema ukweli, mnaaibisha,” aliwakemea.  <br>\n<br>\nRefiloe alitabasamu ghafula na kujiambia, “nina wazao zuri mno.” <br>\n<br>\nAlienda na kujaza ndoo maji kutoka kwenye mfereji.  <br>\n<br>\nRefiloe alikuwa na wakati mgumu kuwashika kuku wake.  Hawakufikiria kwamba kuoga ilikuwa jambo zuri kwao.<br>\n</div>"],"extra":[]},{"img":["refiloep05.jpg"],"text":["<div>Refiloe alimweka kuku wa kwanza ndani ya ndoo ya maji.<br>\n<br>\n“Kaa wima, ewe kiumbe shenzi,” Refiloe alipiga kelele. <br>\n<br>\n“Haitachukuwa muda mrefu!”<br>\n</div>"],"extra":[]},{"img":["refiloep11.jpg"],"text":["<div>Refiloe alipolipangusa pua na macho ya kuku, ghafula kuku alikuwa dhaifu na kuangukia upande wa ndoo.<br>\n<br>\n“Huu sio wakati wa kulala,” Refiloe alisema.  <br>\n<br>\nAlimtingiza kuku kwa nguvu ili maji yote yadondoke.<br>\n<br>\nKisha alimlaza juu ya nyasi ili akauke.  Kuku alitulia pale akiwa amelala.<br>\n</div>"],"extra":[]},{"img":["refiloep06.jpg"],"text":["<div>Aliwaosha  kuku wote wanane na kuwaweka kwenye mstari juu ya nyasi ili wakauke. <br>\n<br>\nHakuna yeyote aliyesongesha hata unyoya mmoja.  <br>\n<br>\n“Nitawaacha kulala kwa muda mfupi,” Refiloe aliwaza, kisha akaenda kukiangalia chungu mekoni.<br>\n</div>"],"extra":[]},{"img":["refiloep02.jpg"],"text":["<div>Shangazi zake Refiloe, yaani  Mama Ngwe na Mama Pedi, walikuwa wakitayarisha harusi ya Palesa kwa muda mrefu.<br>\n<br>\nWalitakiwa wafanye matayarisho hayo kwa pamoja lakini hawakupendana hata kidogo.<br>\n</div>"],"extra":[]},{"img":["refiloep07.jpg"],"text":["<div>Mama Ngwe aliwaona kuku wa Refiloe wakiwa wamelazwa kukauka.  “Hiki ni chakula kizuri kwangu kupeleka nyumbani!” alijiambia.<br>\n<br>\nAlilichukuwa kanga lake na kuwafungia kuku wote mle ndani.<br>\n<br>\nHakuna kuku hata mmoja aliyesonga.  “Kamili kabisa!” Alitabasamu.  Sasa nitawaweka mahali ambapo Mamake Pedi hatawahi kuwapata.”  <br>\n<br>\nKisha akaweka kifurushi hicho pembeni kati ya malenge.<br>\n</div>"],"extra":[]},{"img":[],"text":["<div>Mama Pedi aliamua kutayarisha kitoweo chake alichopenda cha malenge.  Aliichukuwa bakuli kubwa na kwenda katika bustani ya mboga.<br>\n<br>\nNdani ya bustani aliona kifurushi cha Mama Ngwe chini ya mmbonga.  Alikifungua kile kifurushi. Walianguka nje kuku wote wanane. “Esh!” alipiga kelele huku akiruka nyuma kwa mshangao.<br>\n<br>\n“Ah, ninyi ndio kuku wasafi kuliko wote! Mko tu tayari kwa chungu changu,” aliwabembeleza.<br>\n“Sasa ni wapi nitawaficha wapenzi wangu?” Mama Pedi alichekelea, “Lazima nipate mahali pazuri kabisa,” alisema huku akitembeatembea nyumbani. <br>\n<br>\n“Ninajua,” alisema mwishoni, \"nitawaweka paani!” Mama Pedi alipanda juu ya ukuta wa bustani na kuwaweka kuku katika mstari katika paa la nyumba ya nyasi.<br>\n</div>"],"extra":[]},{"img":["refiloep08.jpg"],"text":[],"extra":[]},{"img":[],"text":["<div>Siku ya kufuata jua lilichomoza kwa wakati mzuri kwa harusi.  <br>\n<br>\nRefiloe alikuwa wa kwanza kuamka na kwenda kuwaangalia kuku wake.<br>\n<br>\nAliona kwamba hawakuwa wamelala juu ya nyasi tena. “Lazima wawe wamekauka vizuri kwa sasa.  Nina hakika wameenda kutafuta kifungua kinywa chao,” alisema.<br>\n</div>"],"extra":[]},{"img":["chickens.png"],"text":["<div>Harusi ya Palesa ilikuwa ya kufana.  Wale kuku hawakuamka kutoka paani kujiunga na wasichana wasaidizi wa bi-arusi walipoingia kwa kucheza. <br>\n<br>\nHakuna kuku yeyote aliyetingizika wakati  kwaya ya kanisa iliimba kwa sauti ya juu nyimbo nzuri za kuvutia. <br>\nWalikuwa bado wanalala juu ya paa wakati Padre alihubiri.<br>\n<br>\nHawakutigiza hata unyoya wakati  nguruwe na babu yake Refiloe walipokoroma katikati ya mahubiri.<br>\n<br>\n</div>"],"extra":[]},{"img":["refiloep10.jpg"],"text":["<div>Hakuna hata mguu mmoja wa kuku uliotetemeka wakati kondoo waliranda na kuingia ndani ya hema wakiwa karibu kuangusha keki ya harusi.<br>\n<br>\n<br>\nIlikuwa wakati babake bwana harusi alipokuwa katikati mwa hotuba yake ndipo mambo yalianza kubadilika paani.<br>\n</div>"],"extra":[]},{"img":[],"text":["<div>Kuku wa kwanza alieneza mbawa zake na kuruka kwenye kifua cha Mamake Ngwe.  <br>\n<br>\nMama Pedi aliyekuwa amekaa karibu yake alianza kucheka.<br>\nKuku mwingine aliruka juu ya kitambaa cha Mama Ngwe kipya.  <br>\n<br>\nWatu waliokuwa kwenye meza nyingine walizuia kicheko. <br>\nMwanamke aliyekaa karibu na Mama Ngwe aliweka kichwa chake chini ya meza, “Ai, aai, aaaaii, he, he, heeeeeeee!” alichekelea.<br>\n<br>\nWale kuku wote waliamua kujiunga na wale wawili wa kwanza.  Hungemwona Mama Ngwe kwa ajili ya kuku hao wote!<br>\n</div>"],"extra":[]},{"img":["refiloep12.jpg"],"text":[],"extra":[]},{"img":[],"text":["<div> <br>\nWageni walicheka kwa mayowe.<br>\n<br>\nWanaume walilazimika kuzishika tumbo zao.<br>\n<br>\nWanawake waliviringika katika viti vyao.<br>\n<br>\nVijana walijishikilia kwa wenzao.<br>\n<br>\nAkina nyanya hawangeweza kupumua kwa ajili ya kucheka.<br>\n<br>\nAkina babu walitingiza fimbo zao.<br>\n<br>\nKisha shangazi hao wawili waliangaliana na kuanza kucheka. Mama Pedi aliufungua mdomo wake wazi kwa kicheko.  <br>\n<br>\nMama Ngwe alikirusha kichwa chake nyuma na kucheka hadi mashavu yakatingizika.<br>\n<br>\nRefiloe hakuamini!</div>"],"extra":[]},{"img":["refiloep13.jpg"],"text":[],"extra":[]},{"img":[],"text":["<div><br>\n<br>\nWageni wote walikubaliana kwamba ilikuwa harusi nzuri zaidi  ambayo iliwahi kufanyika katika Malealea.<br>\n<br>\n“Ah, mna bahati sana! Refiloe aliwaambia kuku wake alipokuwa anawaweka kwenye chumba chao usiku ule, “Mama anasema kuwa hatawahi kuwaweka kwenye chungu chake.  <br>\n<br>\n“Lakini ona jinsi mlivyo wachafu tena,” aliwaambia, “Nadhani nitalazimika kuwaosha tena kesho!”<br>\n</div>"],"extra":[]},{"img":["refiloep14.jpg"],"text":[],"extra":[]},{"img":["refiloep03.jpg"],"text":[],"extra":["<div>Refiloe na kuku waliooshwa</div><div>Writer: Marion Drew</div><div>Illustration: Wiehan de Jager</div><div>Translated By: Brigid Simiyu</div><div>Language: Kiswahili</div>","<div>© African Storybook Initiative, 2014</div><div><div><div>\t\t\t\n\t\t\t<div>\n\t\t\tThis work is licensed under a Creative Commons Attribution<br>\n\t\t\t(CC-BY) Version 3.0 Unported Licence<br>\n\t\t\tDisclaimer: You are free to download, copy, translate or adapt this story and use the illustrations as long as you attribute or credit the original author/s and illustrator/s.\n\t\t\t</div>\n\t\t</div></div></div>","<div></div>"]}],
  	[{"id":"book_44","visibility":"free","level":3,"language":"swahili","type":"book","img":["theyoungpalinyangillustrationp-05.jpg"],"text":[],"extra":["<div> Kijana Palinyang’</div><div>Gaspah Emukuru Juma</div><div>Kiswahili</div>"]},{"img":["theyoungpalinyangillustrationp-01.jpg"],"text":["<div>Hapo zamani za kale  palikuwa na mvulana yatima kwa jina Palinyang.<br>\nWazazi wa Palinyang’ waliuwawa  na wakora wakati alikuwa   mtoto  mchanga wa  miezi  sita.  Wanakijiji  waliwalia wazazi wa Palinyang’  na kushangaa jinsi mtoto huyo angevyokuwa.<br>\n</div>"],"extra":[]},{"img":["theyoungpalinyangillustrationp-02.jpg"],"text":["<div>Baada ya mazishi, Sausau mkuu wa kijiji  aliita mkutano .<br>\nSausau aliheshimiwa  na kuogopwa  sana  kwa sababu jinsi alivyo valia na kuongea. Nywele zake zilikuwa ndefu na zilifika mgongoni mwake.<br>\nIliaminika ya kwamba Sausau aliishi msituni kabla ya miti kukatwa na nyumba  kujengwa.<br>\n</div>"],"extra":[]},{"img":["theyoungpalinyangillustrationp-03.jpg"],"text":["<div>Wakati wa  mkutano Lokeyokoni  tajiri mkubwa kijijini humo alimchukuwa Palinyang’ kama mtoto wake.<br>\nLokeyokoni alikuwa na  watoto wa  kike na wa kiume wengi.  Watoto wa kike walisaidia mama yao kwa kazi za nyumbani na watoto wa kiume walienda kuchunga  mifugo  ya baba yao. <br>\n</div>"],"extra":[]},{"img":["theyoungpalinyangillustrationp-04.jpg"],"text":["<div>Plinyang’ aliishi kwa familia hii na kuwa  mkubw na alikuwa mwenye furaha.<br>\nAlipendwa na alipenda kila mtu.<br>\nAlipenda kupeleka  wanyama malishoni na kuwachunga.<br>\n</div>"],"extra":[]},{"img":["theyoungpalinyangillustrationp-05.jpg"],"text":["<div>Palinyang’ alimpenda ng’ombe mmoja  sana hata kumpa jina Alinyang’.<br>\nAlinyang’ alikuwa ngo’mbe mzee katika mifugo  wote. Kwa sababu hiyo mwenye mifugo alimthamini  sana ngo’mbe huyo.<br>\n</div>"],"extra":[]},{"img":["theyoungpalinyangillustrationp-06.jpg"],"text":["<div>Siku moja wakati vijana walikuwa wakichunga wanyama, kulianza kunyesha na walitafuta mahali pa kujizuia mvua chini ya mti.<br>\nMvua ilinyesha kwa saa nyingi  hadi kulikuwa usiku.<br>\nWakati mvua iliacha kunyesha, wavulana  walienda kuwachukua wanyama ili kuwapeleka nyumbani  lakini  hawakuwaona wanyama hao.<br>\n</div>"],"extra":[]},{"img":["theyoungpalinyangillustrationp-07.jpg"],"text":["<div>Walihofia kile baba  yao angewafanyia  kama wangefika nyumbani bila wanyama wao.<br>\nWalipokosa kuwapata wanyama hao,  wavulana wawili waliamua  kwenda kwa mjomba wao,  huku wawili wakienda kwa shangazi.<br>\nPalinyang’   aliamua  kuwatafuta wanyama  hao mpaka awapate. Hakuwa na mjomba wala shangazi wa kutorekea.<br>\n</div>"],"extra":[]},{"img":["theyoungpalinyangillustrationp-08.jpg"],"text":["<div>Palinyang’  alifuata vinjia  vyote alivyovijua huku akiimba wimbo wa jina la ngo’mbe ampendaye.<br>\n        Hivi ndivyo wimbo ulivyoenda:<br>\nPiii pi Alinyang’!\t<br>\nPiii pi Alinyang’!<br>\nChaka akula chi! <br>\nChaka orete chi!<br>\n</div>"],"extra":[]},{"img":["theyoungpalinyangillustrationp-09.jpg"],"text":["<div>Palinyang’ aliendelea kuimba wimbo huo usiku wote.<br>\nAlikanyanga kinyesi cha ngo’mbe lakini kilikuwa baridi.<br>\nKisha alikanyaga mkojo wa ngo’mbe  na pia ulikuwa baridi, lakini  hivyo hakukata tamaa au kukosa matumaini ya kuwapata  ngo’mbe hao.<br>\n</div>"],"extra":[]},{"img":["theyoungpalinyangillustrationp-10.jpg"],"text":["<div>Wakati  kulipopambazuka  Palinyang’ alifika katika kijiji kidogo na kuwapata wanyama chini ya ulinzi  wa chifu wa kijiji hicho. Allimwomba chifu huyo kuwaachilia ngo’mbe hao kwenda nymbani  naye lakini chifu huyo alikataa.</div>"],"extra":[]},{"img":["theyoungpalinyangillustrationp-11.jpg"],"text":["<div>Kwa  kukata  tamaa, Palinyang’ alianza kuimba wimbo wake  akirudi nyumbani.<br>\nNa hapo ndipo Alinyang’  ngo’mbe mzee alimsikia Palinyang’ akiimba.<br>\nAlinyang’ aliweka masikio yake juu na kuanza kumfuata Palinyang’.<br>\nWanyama wote walitoka kule walikokuwa wamefungiwa na kumfuata Palinyang’.<br>\nAliwaelekeza  wanyama    hao nyumbani.<br>\n</div>"],"extra":[]},{"img":["theyoungpalinyangillustrationp-12.png"],"text":["<div>Walipofika nyumbani, wenye kijiji walikuwa wakiwangonja kwa sababu walikuwa wamesikia  sauti ya Palinyang’ kutoka kwa mbali. Wote Waliimba nyimbo  za kumsifu Palinyang’.<br>\nLokeyokoni alimshukuru  Palinyang’ na kumnunulia mkoba mwekundu  wa kubebea  vitabu  vya shule.<br>\nNa hivyo ndivyo Palinyang’ alianza kwenda shuleni.<br>\n</div>"],"extra":[]},{"img":["theyoungpalinyangillustrationp-04.jpg"],"text":[],"extra":["<div> Kijana Palinyang’</div><div>Writer: Gaspah Emukuru Juma</div><div>Illustration: Wiehan de Jager</div><div>Translated By: Carol Nangila</div><div>Language: Kiswahili</div>","<div>© African Storybook Initiative, 2014</div><div><div><div>\t\t\t\n\t\t\t<div>\n\t\t\tThis work is licensed under a Creative Commons Attribution<br>\n\t\t\t(CC-BY) Version 3.0 Unported Licence<br>\n\t\t\tDisclaimer: You are free to download, copy, translate or adapt this story and use the illustrations as long as you attribute or credit the original author/s and illustrator/s.\n\t\t\t</div>\n\t\t</div></div></div>","<div>This story was developed at a workshop held at Kenyatta University, with Kenyatta University students, run by Dr Adelheid Bwire.\n</div>"]}],
  	[{"id":"book_4","visibility":"free","level":3,"language":"swahili","type":"book","img":["nonkungu-and-imbulup02.jpg"],"text":[],"extra":["<div>Nonkungu na Imbulu</div><div>Alan Kenyon and Viv Kenyon</div><div>Kiswahili</div>"]},{"img":["nonkungu-and-imbulup01.jpg"],"text":["<div>Hapo kale paliishi jamaa maskini na mkewe. Walikuwa na mtoto mmoja aliyeitwa Nonkungu.<br>\n<br>\nNonkungu alikuwa mrembo na mkarimu. Wazazi wake walimpenda sana.</div>"],"extra":[]},{"img":["nonkunguandtheimbuluelement-15.png"],"text":["<div>Siku moja wazazi wake wakaamua kumtuma kwa mjombake aliyekuwa tajiri akaishi kwake. <br>\n<br>\nMamake Nonkungu alitengeneza rinda akalirembesha kwa shanga.<br>\nPia, alimtengenezea mkufu wa wa shanga.<br>\nKisha akamwambia aende kwa mjombake.<br>\n</div>"],"extra":[]},{"img":["nonkungu-and-imbulup02.jpg"],"text":["<div>Barabarani alifika kwenye mto. Akavuka kwa kukanyaga mawe.<br>\n<br>\nUpande ule mwingine wa mto akakutana na msichana aliyevaa matambara. </div>"],"extra":[]},{"img":["nonkunguandtheimbuluelement-11.png"],"text":["<div>“Unaenda wapi?” Yule msichana mdogo alimwuliza. <br>\n“Ninaenda kutembea kwa mjombangu aitwaye, Mtonyama,” Nonkungu alisema.<br>\n<br>\n“Ala! Mtonyama ni mjombangu pia. Na mimi naenda kumtembelea,” yule msichana akasema.<br>\nBasi wote wakatembea pamoja.<br>\n</div>"],"extra":[]},{"img":["nonkungu-and-imbulup03.jpg"],"text":["<div>Baada ya kutembea kidogo, yule msichana akasema, “Rinda lako ni zuri na mkufu wako pia unapendeza. Ebu tafadhali nipe nivae nione vile mavazi hayo yatakavyonikaa.”<br>\nBasi Nonkungu akavua mkufu na rinda lake akampa yule msichana mdogo. </div>"],"extra":[]},{"img":["picture1.png"],"text":["<div>Wakati msichana huyo alipovua matambara yake na kuvaa nguo za<br>\nNonkungu, Nonkungu aligundua kwamba huyo msichana alikuwa na mkia!<br>\nSasa alijua kuwa yule msichana alikuwa imbulu.</div>"],"extra":[]},{"img":["nonkungu-and-imbulup04.jpg"],"text":["<div>Walitembea kwa pamoja.<br>\n“Tafadhali nirudishie mkufu na rinda langu,“ Nonkungu alisema.<br>\nLakini imbulu akajibu, “Wacha niendelee kuvaa hadi kwenye ule mti.\" <br>\nAlimwonyesha mti uliokuwa juu ya mlima.<br>\n</div>"],"extra":[]},{"img":["nonkunguandtheimbuluelement-25.png"],"text":["<div>Walipofika kwenye ule mti, Nonkungu aliambia imbulu, “Tafadhali nirudishie rinda na mkufu wangu.”<br>\n<br>\n\"Wacha nivae hadi pale kwenye ule mto.” <br>\nKwa vile alikuwa na woga, Nonkungu alikubali.</div>"],"extra":[]},{"img":["nonkunguandtheimbuluelement-23.png"],"text":["<div>Hatimaye, wakafika kwenye mto.<br>\n<br>\nKwa mara nyingine,Nonkungu akamwambia imbulu, “Tafadhali nirudishie mkufu na rinda langu.\" <br>\n“Niruhusu nivae hadi tufike kwenye lile boma, pale wanawake wameketi ,” imbulu akasema. </div>"],"extra":[]},{"img":["nonkungu-and-imbulup05.jpg"],"text":["<div>Walipofika kwenye boma, imbulu alimsukuma Nonkungu nyuma akawaambia wale wanawake, “Mwangalieni msichana huyu aliyevaa matambara. Amekuwa akinifuata siku nzima. Nataka aniondokee.” <br>\nNonkungu aliaibika akakimbilia kichakani na kujificha. </div>"],"extra":[]},{"img":["nonkungu-and-imbulup06.jpg"],"text":["<div>Basi imbulu akaenda kwa boma la Mjomba Mtonyama akasema, <br>\n“Mimi ni mpwa wako, Nonkungu. Wazazi wamenituma nije niishi na wewe.\" <br>\nMtonyama alimkaribisha yule msichana mdogo na familia ikamfurahia sana imbulu. <br>\nMaskini Nonkungu alilala kichakani akila chakula cha mbwa.</div>"],"extra":[]},{"img":["nonkungu-and-imbulup07.jpg"],"text":["<div>Wakati wa mchana Nonkungu alijificha kwenye shamba la mahindi akaimba:<br>\n<br>\nMatatizo matatizo!<br>\nWazazi walinituma,<br>\nKwa mjomba Mtonyama,<br>\nKakutana na imbulu,<br>\nNguo zangu kachukua,<br>\nMatatizo matatizo!<br>\n</div>"],"extra":[]},{"img":["picture2.png"],"text":["<div>Siku moja ndugu yake Mtonyama alikuwa akitembea shambani akasikia sauti ikiimba wimbo mtamu. Hakujua wimbo ulikokuwa ukitoka. Aliporudi nyumbani alimweleza Mtonyama kuhusu wimbo aliousikia.<br>\n<br>\nMara moja, Mtonyama alikwenda mle shambani. <br>\nAliusikiliza wimbo kwa makini akatafuta mpaka akamwona Nonkungu.  </div>"],"extra":[]},{"img":["nonkungu-and-imbulup08.jpg"],"text":["<div>Nonkungu alimweleza kwamba imbulu alichukua nguo zake maridadi akambadilishia na matambara. <br>\nMntonyama alimchukua akampeleka nyumbani akamficha ndani ya boma. <br>\nMtonyama alijua cha kufanya ili amshike yule imbulu.<br>\n</div>"],"extra":[]},{"img":["nonkungu-and-imbulup09.jpg"],"text":["<div>Mtonyama alikuwa amesikia kwamba mkia wa imbulu ulipenda maziwa sana. Hangeyapita maziwa bila mkia kunywa kidogo.  Kwa hivyo aliwaambia wafanyi kazi wake wachimbe shimo kubwa na walijaze na maziwa lala.<br>\nKisha akawaita wasichana wote kijijini kwa mashindano ya kuruka.</div>"],"extra":[]},{"img":["nonkungu-and-imbulup10.jpg"],"text":["<div>Msichana aliyevaa rinda na mkufu wa Nonkungu aliogopa. Hakutaka kuliruka lile shimo. Alijua mkia wake ungetamani maziwa lala. <br>\n<br>\nBasi akakimbia kwenye boma, akaufunga mkia wake, akaukaza kabisa kwenye mwili wake.<br>\nKisha akajiunga na wasichana wengine kuruka.</div>"],"extra":[]},{"img":["nonkungu-and-imbulup11.jpg"],"text":["<div>Wasichana walikuwa wakiruka lile shimo mmoja baada ya mwingine.<br>\nIkawa sasa ni wakati wa imbulu kuruka.  Alijaribu kuruka juu ya shimo kabisa lakini mkia wake ulifunguka ukamvuta chini, chini, chini kwenye shimo la maziwa lala. <br>\n</div>"],"extra":[]},{"img":["nonkungu-and-imbulup12.jpg"],"text":["<div>Wakati imbulu  alipokuwa akitapatapa ndani ya maziwa lala, wanaume walikimbia pale wakaliziba lile shimo kwa udongo.<br>\n<br>\nNa huo ndio ulikuwa mwisho wa imbulu.<br>\n Naye Nonkungu aliishi na mjomba wake raha mustarehe kwa miaka mingi.<br>\n<br>\nNa huo ndio mwisho wa hadithi.</div>"],"extra":[]},{"img":["nonkungu-and-imbulup02.jpg"],"text":[],"extra":["<div>Nonkungu na Imbulu</div><div>Writer: Alan Kenyon and Viv Kenyon</div><div>Illustration: Wiehan de Jager</div><div>Translated By: Mutugi Kamundi</div><div>Language: Kiswahili</div>","<div>© African Storybook Initiative, 2014 </div><div><div><div>\t\t\t\n\t\t\t<div>\n\t\t\tThis work is licensed under a Creative Commons Attribution<br>\n\t\t\t(CC-BY) Version 3.0 Unported Licence<br>\n\t\t\tDisclaimer: You are free to download, copy, translate or adapt this story and use the illustrations as long as you attribute or credit the original author/s and illustrator/s.\n\t\t\t</div>\n\t\t</div></div></div>","<div></div>"]}],
  	[{"id":"book_24","visibility":"free","level":3,"language":"swahili","type":"book","img":["fruitillustrationp-02.jpg"],"text":[],"extra":["<div>Matunda</div><div>Shakira Bodio</div><div>Kiswahili</div>"]},{"img":["fruitillustrationp-01.jpg"],"text":["<div>Hapo awali palikuwa na familia ambayo nyumbani kwao ulikuwa mti wa matunda matamu kiasi cha kuwavutia watu waje kuyaonja matunda hayo.  Katika familia hiyo pia alikuwa binti mzuri mrembo na urembo wake ulisifiwa na watu wengi, macho meupe isitoshe tabia zake nzuri mno.</div>"],"extra":[]},{"img":["fruitillustrationp-02.jpg"],"text":["<div>Alipokulia kuwa msichana mzima, umati wa wanaume vijana kwa wazee walienda kwao msichana wakiwa na nia kumposa.</div>"],"extra":[]},{"img":["fruitillustrationp-03.jpg"],"text":["<div>Habari hiyo ilisambaa kijiji kizima.<br>\nMtu wa kwanza kufika alikuwa kiongozi wa wakulima wote wa kijiji.  Alikuwa na sura nzuri, tajiri, na bado kijana.  Alikaribishwa akaandaliwa matunda. <br>\nAlikaa dakika chache lakini kabla ya muda kupita, akala matunda akaagwa kwenda zake.<br>\n</div>"],"extra":[]},{"img":["fruitillustrationp-04.jpg"],"text":["<div>Aliyefuata alikuwa kiongozi wa wafugaji wanyama.  Yeye pia alikuwa na sura nzuri, tajiri, na bado kijana.  Msichana alipendezwa naye.  Lakini alipoandaliwa matunda bila ya kusita akala naye akaagwa kwenda zake.</div>"],"extra":[]},{"img":["fruitillustrationp-05.jpg"],"text":["<div>Aliyekuwa wa tatu kufuata akawa tajiri wa ardhi.  Alikuwa jeuri na mwenye sura mbaya.  Msichana akaomba Mungu ale upesi aende zake.<br>\nAlipoandaliwa akakataa kula.  Wakati ukapita msichana naye akamwomba ale.  Ilipofika saa kumi ya mchana njaa ikaanza kuumiza akala.  Yeye pia akaagwa aende zake.<br>\n</div>"],"extra":[]},{"img":["fruitillustrationp-06.jpg"],"text":["<div>Halafu akaja mtemi, mtu mlaji rushwa, hana adabu, mzee mwenye sura mbaya.  Hakupendwa na yeyote kijijini.  Msichana alitumaini angekula moja kwa moja na kwenda zake.  Alipoandaliwa matunda akakataa kula.<br>\nAlikaa siku nzima, ilipofika saa kumi na mbili ya jioni aliomba haja akakubaliwa.<br>\nAliporudi, alinukia matunda huku midomo yake rangi nyekundu!  Msichana alifarijika mtemi akaagwa na kwenda zake.<br>\n</div>"],"extra":[]},{"img":["fruitillustrationp-07.jpg"],"text":["<div>Siku chache zilipita mwanamfalme, kijana, tajiri, mwenye sura ya kupendeza akafika.<br>\nMsichana akamtazama akapendezwa mno akamheshimu.<br>\nNaye yeye akamwongoza mwanamfalme faraghani akamwomba asile.  Akamwandalia uhaba wa matunda kasoro sana na kiasi walichoandaliwa wale waliomtangulia.  <br>\nLakini mpaka saa za adhuhuri mwanamfalme alikuwa amekwisha kula akaagwa kwenda zake.<br>\nMsichana masikini akalia machozi ya hasira na hasara.<br>\n</div>"],"extra":[]},{"img":[],"text":["<div>Siku iliyofuata akaja mkulima masikini na mvivu bali bado mbichi na mwenye sifa ya kubobea maneno ambayo yaliwafurahisha watu.  Akafika akiwa na nia madhubuti kushinda.<br>\nMsichana naye alimwandalia matunda mengi akamwomba ale aende zake.<br>\nAlipoandaliwa akakataa kula.  Msichana naye akasubiri akiumwa moyoni.  Hadi saa sita ya mchana hajala, saa nane hajala, saa kumi mkulima aliomba maji.<br>\nMsichana alimwomba Mungu ale na ilipofika saa moja ya jioni yeye alikuwa angalisali.<br>\n</div>"],"extra":[]},{"img":["fruitillustrationp-08.jpg"],"text":[],"extra":[]},{"img":["fruitillustrationp-09.jpg"],"text":["<div>Wazazi wake msichana walikuwa hawana budi kumkubali “yule mvivu.”<br>\nMsichana naye aliombaomba anusurike na jaala yake lakini wazazi hawakuweza kumsaidia.<br>\nWalipokuwa njiani kwenda kwao nyumbani, mkulima alipiga makofi akiimba wimbo mzuri kiasi kuwavutia watu wawafuate barabarani.<br>\n</div>"],"extra":[]},{"img":["fruitillustrationp-10.jpg"],"text":["<div>Miongoni mwa watu wale walikuwa watumishi wa mwanamfalme.  Walimwita mkulima wakamhonga na pesa pamoja na ng’ombe akikubali kumwachia msichana.<br>\nBila ya kusita hata kwa dakika moja akakubali pesa pamoja na ng’ombe akaenda zake peke yake.<br>\n</div>"],"extra":[]},{"img":["fruitillustrationp-11.jpg"],"text":["<div>Watumishi wale walimvalisha msichana katika libasi murua mno wakampeleka mpaka jumba kubwa la mfalme moja kwa moja hadi mwanamfalme.<br>\nMuda si mrefu, wazazi wake waliitwa na arusi ikaandaliwa.<br>\n<br>\nNiliwaacha wakisherehekea nami nilikuja kuwahadithini nyinyi.   </div>"],"extra":[]},{"img":["fruitillustrationp-09.jpg"],"text":[],"extra":["<div>Matunda</div><div>Writer: Shakira Bodio</div><div>Illustration: Wiehan de Jager</div><div>Translated By: Pete Mhunzi and Translators without Borders</div><div>Language: Kiswahili</div>","<div>© African Storybook Initiative</div><div><div><div>\t\t\t\n\t\t\t<div>\n\t\t\tThis work is licensed under a Creative Commons Attribution<br>\n\t\t\t(CC-BY) Version 3.0 Unported Licence<br>\n\t\t\tDisclaimer: You are free to download, copy, translate or adapt this story and use the illustrations as long as you attribute or credit the original author/s and illustrator/s.\n\t\t\t</div>\n\t\t</div></div></div>","<div></div>"]}]
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