Die klok lui in die stil gange van die imposante koshuis.

The bell rings in the quiet halls of the imposing dormitory.

Dit is lente, en die reuk van bloeisels vul die lug.

It is spring, and the scent of blossoms fills the air.

Die biblioteek se deure kraak oop, en Carlien stap vinnig in.

The doors of the library creak open, and Carlien quickly steps in.

Die rakke is vol boeke, wat soos toringende geheime op haar wag.

The shelves are full of books, waiting for her like towering secrets.

Sy hou van geheime.

She likes secrets.

Meer nog, sy hou daarvan om hulle te ontrafel.

More than that, she likes unraveling them.

Op een roeterige middag, terwyl sy ‘n dik ou boek van die rak trek, val 'n stuk papier uit.

One dreary afternoon, as she pulls a thick old book from the shelf, a piece of paper falls out.

Dit is 'n geheim.

It is a secret.

'n Nota.

A note.

Carlien se hart klop vinnig.

Carlien's heart beats quickly.

Sy draai die stuk papier om in haar hand.

She turns the piece of paper over in her hand.

Die woorde is in swart ink geskryf: "Volg die lig waar dit nooit skyn."

The words are written in black ink: "Follow the light where it never shines."

Hierdie vreemde woorde laat Carlien glimlag.

These strange words make Carlien smile.

‘n Avontuur!

An adventure!

Sy moet dit oplos.

She must solve it.

Maar sy weet sy kan dit nie alleen doen nie.

But she knows she can't do it alone.

Johann, haar stil en berekenende klasmaat, geniet die biblioteek net soveel soos sy.

Johann, her quiet and calculating classmate, enjoys the library as much as she does.

Hy is altyd daar, sit met ‘n boek in die hoek.

He is always there, sitting with a book in the corner.

Maar, Carlien weet dat Johann sy eie struikelblokke het.

But, Carlien knows that Johann has his own obstacles.

Hy is ver teruggetrokke, nooit deel van die groep nie.

He is very withdrawn, never part of the group.

Maar hierdie keer, sy besluit om Johann te vertrou.

But this time, she decides to trust Johann.

Sy stap na hom toe.

She walks over to him.

"Johann," sê sy, haar stem stadig en opsetlik.

"Johann," she says, her voice slow and deliberate.

"Ek het 'n raaisel gevind. Sal jy my help?"

"I've found a puzzle. Will you help me?"

Johann kyk op van sy boek.

Johann looks up from his book.

Hy was verbaas, maar hy het daardie hunkering na iets meer, 'n verbinding, 'n vriendskap.

He was surprised, but he had that longing for something more, a connection, a friendship.

"Ek dink ek kan," sê hy, sy stem onseker maar gewillig.

"I think I can," he says, his voice uncertain but willing.

Hul reis begin daar in die stil biblioteek.

Their journey begins there in the quiet library.

Johann help Carlien om die woorde van die nota te ontleed.

Johann helps Carlien analyze the words of the note.

Saam draai en roteer hulle die moeilike notas totdat dit sin maak.

Together they twist and turn the difficult notes until they make sense.

"Dit moet die solder wees," sê Johann uiteindelik.

"It must be the attic," says Johann finally.

"Daar bo, waar niemand ooit gaan nie."

"Up there, where no one ever goes."

Op 'n Saterdagmiddag sluip hulle op in die donker om die geheime solder te ondersoek.

One Saturday afternoon, they sneak up into the dark to explore the secret attic.

Die stof dans in die straaltjie lig wat deur 'n klein venster spoel.

The dust dances in the beam of light streaming through a small window.

In die hoek vind hulle ‘n koffertjie.

In the corner, they find a little chest.

Die ketting roes, maar Johann se handsake is slim.

The chain is rusty, but Johann's hands are clever.

Hy kraak dit uiteindelik oop, en binne vind hulle... nog 'n nota.

He finally manages to pry it open, and inside they find... another note.

"Die reis was jou skat," lees Carlien hardop.

"The journey was your treasure," Carlien reads aloud.

Eers lyk dit soos ‘n teleurstelling, maar dan kyk sy na Johann.

At first, it seems like a disappointment, but then she looks at Johann.

Hulle het iets gevind.

They have found something.

Nie die skat waarna hulle gedink het nie, maar iets meer werd - ‘n vriendskap.

Not the treasure they thought, but something more valuable - a friendship.

Terwyl hulle die solder verlaat, besef Carlien die waarde van vertroue en samewerking.

As they leave the attic, Carlien realizes the value of trust and cooperation.

Johann glimlag vir die eerste keer in 'n lang tyd.

Johann smiles for the first time in a long while.

Hy het gevind wat hy nodig het - selfvertroue en die besef dat vriendskap die moeite werd is.

He has found what he needed - self-confidence and the realization that friendship is worth it.

Die lente buite die vensters vier hul ontdekking, ‘n nuwe begin vir albei.

The spring outside the windows celebrates their discovery, a new beginning for both.