Die biblioteek aan die universiteit was stil en donker.

The library at the university was quiet and dark.

Lang, stoffige boeke rakke het swaar gelyk teen die grasieuse plafon.

Long, dusty bookshelves seemed heavy against the graceful ceiling.

'n Ysige koue lug trek deur die ou vensters.

An icy cold draft blew through the old windows.

Elsa het haarself omvou in haar trui en het die volgende mediese handboek oopgemaak.

Elsa wrapped herself in her sweater and opened the next medical textbook.

Sy was 'n pligsgetroue mediese student, altyd bang om 'n fout te maak.

She was a diligent medical student, always afraid of making a mistake.

In 'n hoek van die biblioteek het Johan, met sy wilde krulle en avontuurlustige geaardheid, gesit en deur 'n dik literatuurvolume geblaai.

In a corner of the library, Johan sat with his wild curls and adventurous spirit, leafing through a thick literature volume.

Johan was haastig en roekeloos met sy gesondheid.

Johan was careless and reckless with his health.

Hy het sy inaseming pyp vergeet, iets wat Elsa agter gekom het na dae se waarneming.

He had forgotten his inhaler, something Elsa had noticed after days of observation.

Elsa het na Johan gekyk, haar hande het effens gebewe.

Elsa looked over at Johan, her hands trembling slightly.

Sy het hom stilletjies bewonder.

She silently admired him.

Hy was dapper en vrymoedig, twee eienskappe wat sy graag by haarself wou sien.

He was brave and bold, two qualities she wished to see in herself.

Sy het in haarself geglo, maar die vrees om 'n fout te maak, het haar gestop van optree.

She believed in herself, but the fear of making a mistake held her back from taking action.

Skielik het Johan begin hyg vir asem.

Suddenly, Johan began to gasp for air.

Hy het sy bors vasgehou, sy gesig was bleek.

He clutched his chest, his face pale.

Elsa se hart het vinnig begin klop.

Elsa's heart started to race.

Johan was besig om 'n ernstige asma aanval te kry.

Johan was having a severe asthma attack.

Sy instink was om hulp te soek, maar sy het geweet daar is nie tyd nie.

Her instinct was to seek help, but she knew there was no time.

Elke sekonde was belangrik.

Every second was crucial.

Elsa het haar mediese sak oopgemaak en haar epinefrien inspuiting gevind.

Elsa opened her medical bag and found her epinephrine injection.

"Ek moet dit doen," het sy vir haarself gesê.

"I must do this," she told herself.

"Ek moet moedig wees.

"I must be brave."

"Sy het na Johan gehardloop, die inspuiting in haar hand, haar vrees op die agtergrond gedruk.

She ran to Johan, the injection in her hand, pushing her fear to the background.

Sy het Johan se arm vasgehou en die inspuiting toegedien net toe sy asemhaling erger word.

She held Johan's arm and administered the injection just as his breathing worsened.

Haar hande het nie gebewe nie.

Her hands did not shake.

Sy was gefokus.

She was focused.

Na 'n paar minute het Johan se asemhaling stadigaan weer normaal geword.

After a few minutes, Johan's breathing slowly returned to normal.

Hy het na Elsa gekyk, sy oë vol dankbaarheid.

He looked at Elsa, his eyes full of gratitude.

"Dankie," het hy gespook om te sê.

"Thank you," he struggled to say.

"Ek dink jy het my lewe gered.

"I think you saved my life."

"Elsa het gesmile, haar bangheid vervang met selfvertroue.

Elsa smiled, her fear replaced with confidence.

Sy het geweet sy kon in noodsituasies optree, dat sy werklik gereed was om 'n dokter te wees.

She knew she could act in emergencies, that she was truly ready to be a doctor.

Daardie wintersdag in die stil biblioteek, het Elsa se vrees verdwyn.

That winter day in the quiet library, Elsa's fear vanished.

Sy het gegroei in haar vermoë en haarself bewys.

She had grown in her capability and proved herself.

Sy het besef dat moed nie die afwesigheid van vrees is nie, maar die oorwinning daarvan.

She realized that courage is not the absence of fear, but the triumph over it.

En terwyl die ysige wind deur die oudste vensters gekruip het, het Elsa daar gesit, met 'n nuwe gloei van selfvertroue.

And as the icy wind crept through the ancient windows, Elsa sat there with a new glow of self-confidence.

Johan het 'n avontuur beleef wat hy nooit sou vergeet nie, dankie aan die moed van 'n toekomstige dokter.

Johan had experienced an adventure he would never forget, thanks to the courage of a future doctor.