Breaktime (Pouse)

Naledi: Hallo James, did you bring your ball to school today? Hallo James het jy jou bal skooltoe
gebring vandag?
James: Hallo Naledi, yes I did. Do you want to play? Hallo Naledi, ja ek het. Wil jy graag speel?
Naledi: Yes please. Ja asseblief.
Jullia: Can I also play? Kan ek ook speel?
Naledi: No. We don’t want to be your friend! Nee. Ons wil nie jou vriende wees nie!
James: Naledi we cannot be rude. Let us play with her. Naledi ons kan nie lelik wees nie. Laat ons
met haar speel.
Jullia: (Jullia is crying.) (Jullia huil)
Naledi: Don’t be sad. We are sorry for being rude. Please play with us. Moenie hartseer wees nie.
Ons is jammer dat ons lelik was. Speel asseblief met ons.
Jullia: Thank you very much. Let’s go. Baie dankie. Kom ons gaan.

Dialogue with father

PAMELA: Tata, I have to go! All my friends will already be there. Please?
TATA: Pamela, I said no! Why do you want to go? If I say no, it's no!
PAMELA: Everyone is already there! Of course I have to be there too!
TATA: Pamela Gqudu, just do not push my button! I told you not to go to that Jol. Nx!
PAMELA: (gets up and storms down the stairs) You make my life hell! And I hate you!
TATA: (walks after Pamela; pulls her arm) Listen here, young girl! Those friends are not
good for you! I do not want you to hang out together!
PAMELA: Tata, loose my arm! You hurt me. Anyway, whatever ! I'm not going now!
TATA: I do it because I love you.
PAMELA: (emphasizes each syllable) If-she-stays! You? Love me? Aggg…
TATA: I'm sorry, my child, but one day you will realize I did it out of love.
PAMELA: Tata, do me a favor. Get your nose out of my affairs. And like I said, I'm not
going to the Jol.
TATA: I'll bring the Jol to you. Let's have our own party!
PAMELA: (sighs, mumbles) Mxm, ag! A party with an old man… Tell me something
else!
TATA: Huh? What was that?
PAMELA: Tata, no thanks, I do not want to go to Jol anymore! (Closes her room door)