Pieter stap deur die koue, stil strate van die bergdorpie.

Pieter walks through the cold, quiet streets of the mountain village.

Sy asem vorm wolkies in die yskoue lug.

His breath forms little clouds in the icy air.

Hy sien 'n bordjie: "Skaapskeerkompetisie Vandag!

He sees a sign: "Sheep Shearing Competition Today!"

""Nooit geskeer nie, maar hoe moeilik kan dit wees?

"Never sheared before, but how hard can it be?"

" flits die gedagte by hom op.

the thought flashes through his mind.

Hy het onlangs met 'n vriend gewed hy kan enigiets doen.

He recently bet a friend that he could do anything.

Hierdie was sy kans om te wys hy is reg.

This was his chance to prove he was right.

Pieter stap na die dorpsplein.

Pieter heads to the town square.

Dit is bedrywig met mense.

It’s bustling with people.

Daar is 'n groot omheining vol blêrende skape.

There’s a large enclosure full of bleating sheep.

Hy sien plaaslike skapeerders met hul skerp skêre en kyk hoe hulle vlot werk.

He watches local shearers with their sharp shears and sees how efficiently they work.

'N Inspekteur sien Pieter kom aangestap.

An inspector sees Pieter approaching.

"Wil jy deelneem?

"Want to participate?"

" vra hy vriendelik.

he asks kindly.

"Pieter aanvaar, probeer selfversekerd lyk.

Pieter accepts, trying to look confident.

"Reg," sê hy met ‘n glimlag, maar binne voel hy angstig.

"Sure," he says with a smile, but inside he feels anxious.

Hy het nog nooit 'n skaap geskeer nie.

He has never sheared a sheep before.

Hy besluit om raad by die plaaslike mense te vra.

He decides to seek advice from the locals.

Hy kyk om hom rond, op soek na iemand wat kan help.

He looks around, searching for someone who can help.

Hy sien 'n ouer boer, met ‘n vriendelike gesig.

He sees an older farmer with a friendly face.

"Jou eerste keer?

"Your first time?"

" vra die boer.

the farmer asks.

"Ja," antwoord Pieter skaam.

"Yes," Pieter responds shyly.

"En ek weet nie eintlik hoe nie.

"And I don't really know how."

"Die boer lag, "Dis nie maklik nie, maar ek sal jou help.

The farmer laughs, "It’s not easy, but I'll help you."

" Hy wys hom hoe om die skêr reg te hou en hoe om die skaap stil te maak.

He shows him how to hold the shears properly and how to calm the sheep.

Pieter voel effens meer op sy gemak.

Pieter feels slightly more at ease.

Pieter se naam word geroep.

Pieter's name is called.

Hy stap nader, vat 'n skêr en kies 'n skaap.

He steps forward, grabs a pair of shears, and chooses a sheep.

Die skaap kyk hom aan, lyk glad nie gelukkig nie.

The sheep looks at him, clearly not pleased.

Pieter probeer die skaap stil maak, maar die skaap spring weg.

Pieter tries to calm the sheep, but it jumps away.

Hy verloor sy balans en val op die grond.

He loses his balance and falls to the ground.

Die skare lag, maar Pieter staan op en probeer weer.

The crowd laughs, but Pieter stands up and tries again.

Hy begin skeer, maar die skaap beweeg onrustig.

He starts shearing, but the sheep moves restlessly.

Stukkies wol vlieg rond.

Bits of wool fly around.

Pieter se hande bewe, maar hy hou aan probeer.

Pieter's hands tremble, but he keeps trying.

Dan kom 'n groot, hardkoppige skaap voor Pieter staan.

Then a large, stubborn sheep stands in front of Pieter.

Hy kyk na die ondier, voel sy hart vinniger klop.

He looks at the animal, feeling his heart race.

Hy weet die skaap gaan moeilik wees.

He knows this sheep will be difficult.

Hy vat die skêr en probeer weer, maar die skaap spring weg en hardloop deur die skare.

He grabs the shears and tries again, but the sheep jumps away and runs through the crowd.

Mense skree en lag.

People shout and laugh.

Die skaap stamp kratte om en wol is oraloor.

The sheep knocks over crates and wool is everywhere.

Pieter hardloop agter die skaap aan, probeer hom vang.

Pieter runs after the sheep, trying to catch it.

Uiteindelik help die boer hom om die skaap stil te maak.

Eventually, the farmer helps him calm the sheep down.

Hy hou die skaap vas terwyl Pieter eindelik die laaste stukke wol afskeer.

He holds the sheep while Pieter finally finishes shearing the last bits of wool.

Die kompetisie eindig, en daar is gelag en applous.

The competition ends, and there is laughter and applause.

Pieter het laas gekom, maar hy glimlag.

Pieter came in last, but he smiles.

Hy het probeer en nie moed opgegee nie.

He tried and didn't give up.

Die boer klop hom op die rug.

The farmer pats him on the back.

"Jy het goed gedoen, seun.

"You did well, son.

Dit verg moed.

It takes courage."

"Pieter voel trots.

Pieter feels proud.

Hy besef hy hoef nie alles perfek te doen nie.

He realizes he doesn't have to do everything perfectly.

Dit is belangrik om jou beste te gee.

It’s important to give your best.

Die dorpenaars het hom met vriendelikheid ontmoet.

The villagers met him with kindness.

Hy voel gelukkig en aanvaar die bêtering met 'n nuwe perspektief.

He feels happy and embraces the experience with a new perspective.

Hy ontmoet sy vriend aan die einde van die dag.

He meets his friend at the end of the day.

"Jy was reg," sê Pieter, "maar ek het iets anders gewen.

"You were right," Pieter says, "but I won something else."

" En met daardie woorde, lag hulle saam in die helder koue lug van die bergdorpie.

And with those words, they laugh together in the bright, cold air of the mountain village.