Pieter kyk na die helder son oor Kaapstad se strand.

Pieter looks at the bright sun over Cape Town's beach.

Dit is 'n pragtige dag.

It is a beautiful day.

Hy kan die sout in die lug proe.

He can taste the salt in the air.

Annelie, sy suster, staan langs hom.

Annelie, his sister, stands next to him.

Sy glimlag breed.

She smiles broadly.

"Wat 'n mooi dag vir ons gesin se reünie," sê Pieter.

“What a lovely day for our family reunion,” says Pieter.

Hy trek sy lappieshoed stywer oor sy kop.

He pulls his patchwork hat tighter over his head.

Die warm sand steek aan sy voete.

The warm sand pricks his feet.

Hy kyk rond en sien sy ma en pa aankom met koelhouers en kombersies.

He looks around and sees his mom and dad arriving with coolers and blankets.

“Kom ons help Ma en Pa,” sê Annelie.

“Let’s help Mom and Dad,” says Annelie.

Sy hardloop vinnig daarheen om te help dra.

She quickly runs over to help carry.

Die see se branders spoel oor hulle voete.

The sea’s waves wash over their feet.

Hulle lag terwyl hulle die swaar koelhouers dra.

They laugh as they carry the heavy coolers.

Die strand is vol mense.

The beach is full of people.

Kinders bou sandkastele en ander mense swem in die blou water.

Children are building sandcastles, and others are swimming in the blue water.

Pieter en Annelie help om die kombersies oop te maak.

Pieter and Annelie help to spread out the blankets.

Hulle sit die koelhouers neer.

They set down the coolers.

Die gesin het baie kos gebring.

The family has brought plenty of food.

Daar is hoenderboudjies, slaaie en vars vrugte.

There are chicken drumsticks, salads, and fresh fruits.

“Ek hoop almal kom gou hier aan,” sê Annelie.

“I hope everyone gets here soon,” says Annelie.

Sy kyk na die horison.

She looks at the horizon.

Binne ‘n halfuur kom die familie een vir een aan.

Within half an hour, the family arrives one by one.

Pieter se ooms, tannies, nefies en niggies.

Pieter’s uncles, aunts, cousins, nephews, and nieces.

Hulle groet mekaar met groot drukkies.

They greet each other with big hugs.

Die geselskap is vrolik.

The gathering is cheerful.

Die kinders spring oor die sand en speel sakresies.

The children jump over the sand and play sack races.

Annelie sit en gesels met Ouma.

Annelie sits and chats with Grandma.

Ouma vertel stories van lank gelede.

Grandma tells stories from long ago.

Ouma se oë blink terwyl sy praat.

Grandma’s eyes glimmer as she speaks.

Die ander luister aandagtig.

The others listen attentively.

“Ek onthou toe julle kleintjies was,” sê Ouma.

“I remember when you were little,” says Grandma.

“Julle het ook lief gehad vir die see.”

“You also loved the sea.”

Pieter glimlag.

Pieter smiles.

Hy onthou die tye.

He remembers those times.

Dit was altyd so lekker.

It was always such fun.

Hy kyk na die vrolike toneel voor hom.

He looks at the cheerful scene before him.

Dis amper soos 'n prentjie.

It’s almost like a picture.

Pieter voel gelukkig.

Pieter feels happy.

Dis wonderlik om almal bymekaar te hê.

It’s wonderful to have everyone together.

Hy besef hoe belangrik familie is.

He realizes how important family is.

Hulle lag en gesels tot sononder.

They laugh and chat until sunset.

Die warm lig van die son sak die see in.

The warm light of the sun dips into the sea.

Toe dit naderhand aand word, begin hulle opruim.

As evening approaches, they start to clean up.

Die kinders is moeg en bedagsaam.

The children are tired and thoughtful.

Almal groet mekaar warm en spreek af om binnekort weer te ontmoet.

Everyone says warm goodbyes and agrees to meet again soon.

"Kom ons maak dit 'n jaarlikse tradisie," stel Annelie voor.

“Let’s make this an annual tradition,” suggests Annelie.

Almal stem saam.

Everyone agrees.

Pieter en Annelie stap terug na hulle huis.

Pieter and Annelie walk back to their house.

Hulle voel bly.

They feel happy.

Die reünie was 'n groot sukses.

The reunion was a big success.

“Ek kan nie wag vir volgende jaar nie,” sê Pieter.

“I can’t wait for next year,” says Pieter.

“Ek ook nie,” sê Annelie met ‘n glimlag.

“Me neither,” says Annelie with a smile.

Hulle hou hande vas.

They hold hands.

Die nag wind waai oor die sand, en hulle loop stadige treë huis toe.

The night wind blows over the sand, and they walk slowly home.