Kalev ärkas päikesetõusuga.

Kalev awoke with the sunrise.

Ta astus välja oma väikesest majast mägikülas.

He stepped out of his small house in the mountain village.

Oli suve algus ja Jaanipäeva pidustused olid kohe algamas.

It was the beginning of summer, and the Midsummer celebrations were about to start.

Mägiküla oli kaetud rohelusega ja lindude laul täitis õhku.

The mountain village was covered in greenery, and the air was filled with birdsong.

Kooliaed oli kaunistatud värviliste lintide ja lilledega.

The schoolyard was decorated with colorful ribbons and flowers.

Kalev kõndis aeglaselt kooli poole.

Kalev walked slowly towards the school.

Tal oli täna eriline plaan.

He had a special plan today.

Ta unistus oli saada kunstnikuks.

His dream was to become an artist.

Kooliaia ühel nurgal seisis suur sein.

In one corner of the schoolyard, there was a large wall.

Kalev oli viimased nädalad seal oma murali maalinud.

Kalev had spent the past weeks painting a mural there.

Ta lootis, et keegi näeb seda ja aitab tal kunstnikuna alustada.

He hoped that someone would see it and help him start his career as an artist.

Kui ta kooli jõudis, nägi ta Liinat ja Maarjat.

When he arrived at the school, he saw Liina and Maarja.

Liina ja Maarja olid laval, mida nad olid Jaanipäeva jaoks üles seadnud.

Liina and Maarja were on the stage they had set up for the Midsummer festivities.

Nad olid rasket tööd teinud, et kõik oleks täiuslik.

They had worked hard to make everything perfect.

Kuid lava varjas Kalevi murali.

However, the stage was blocking Kalev’s mural.

Kalev tundis, kuidas pettumus tema sees kasvab.

Kalev felt a wave of disappointment grow within him.

"Liina, Maarja, kas saaksime lava natuke nihutada?" küsis Kalev vaikselt.

"Liina, Maarja, could we move the stage a little?" Kalev asked quietly.

Liina naeratas, kuid raputas pead.

Liina smiled but shook her head.

"Kalev, me ei saa. Lava on juba paigas ja esinejad tulevad varsti."

"Kalev, we can’t. The stage is already set up, and the performers will be here soon."

Kalev tundis end kurvana, aga ta ei tahtnud tüli kiskuda.

Kalev felt sad, but he did not want to start a conflict.

Ta istus maha ja mõtles, mida teha.

He sat down and thought about what to do.

Äkitselt tabas teda idee.

Suddenly, an idea struck him.

Ta otsustas joonistada laval, otse kõigi ees.

He decided to draw on the stage, right in front of everyone.

Nii saaksid kõik tema tööd näha ja ta murali poleks kadunud nurka varjunud.

That way, everyone could see his work, and his mural wouldn’t be hidden away in a corner.

Õhtul, kui päike hakkas loojuma ja inimesed tulid kokku Jaanipäeva tähistama, seisis Kalev laval.

In the evening, as the sun began to set and people gathered to celebrate Midsummer, Kalev stood on the stage.

Ta alustas joonistamist.

He started drawing.

Inimesed peatusid ja vaatasid teda, uudishimulikud ja põnevil.

People stopped and watched him, curious and excited.

Liina ja Maarja astusid tema kõrvale.

Liina and Maarja came to his side.

"Mida sa teed?" küsis Maarja.

"What are you doing?" Maarja asked.

Kalev naeratas.

Kalev smiled.

"Näitan oma kunsti. Loodan, et see meeldib kõigile."

"I’m showing my art. I hope everyone will like it."

Maarja ja Liina aitasid Kalevil värve välja tuua ja joonistust lisada.

Maarja and Liina helped Kalev bring out the paints and add to the drawing.

Inimesed kogunesid lavale ja tundsid rõõmu Kalevi oskustest.

People gathered around the stage and enjoyed Kalev’s skills.

Peagi märkas Kalevi tööd ka kohal olnud kunstipatroon.

Soon, a local art patron noticed Kalev’s work.

"See on imeline," ütles patroon.

"This is wonderful," said the patron.

"Tahaksin sinuga rääkida."

"I’d like to talk with you."

Kalev tundis, kuidas rõõm paisus tema sees.

Kalev felt joy swell inside him.

Liina ja Maarja naeratasid ja tundsid uhkust.

Liina and Maarja smiled and felt proud.

Kalev tundis end lõpuks tunnustatuna.

Kalev finally felt recognized.

Liina mõistis, kui tähtis oli kuulata kõigi ideid.

Liina realized how important it was to listen to everyone’s ideas.

Maarja tundis, et on osa kogukonnast.

Maarja felt she was part of the community.

Kalevi kunst sai külas tuntuks ja patroon lubas teda aidata.

Kalev’s art became known in the village, and the patron promised to help him.

Kalevil oli tulevik kunstnikuna kindel ja kogu kogukond toetas teda.

Kalev’s future as an artist was secure, and the whole community supported him.

Jaanipäeva ööl tantsisid nad kõik lõkke ümber, rõõmsad ja rahul.

On Midsummer’s night, they all danced around the bonfire, happy and content.

Nii leidis Kalev oma tee ja külale säilis mälestus imelisest suvest, kui kõik tulid kokku, et toetada ühte unistust.

Thus, Kalev found his path, and the village was left with a memory of a wonderful summer when everyone came together to support a dream.