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Anansi and Wisdom Anansi and Wisdom Anansi et la sagesse

Written by Ghanaian folktale

Illustrated by Wiehan de Jager

Read by Darshan Soni

Language English

Level Level 3

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Long long ago people didn’t know anything. They didn’t know how to plant crops, or how to weave cloth, or how to make iron tools. The god Nyame up in the sky had all the wisdom of the world. He kept it safe in a clay pot.

Long long ago people didn't know anything. They didn't know how to plant crops, or how to weave cloth, or how to make iron tools. The god Nyame up in the sky had all the wisdom of the world. He kept it safe in a clay pot.

Il y a longtemps, les gens ne savaient rien. Ils ne savaient pas comment faire une récolte, ou comment tisser, ou comment fabriquer des outils de fer. Le dieu Nyame dans le ciel avait toute la sagesse dans le monde. Il la gardait en sécurité dans un pot en argile.


One day, Nyame decided that he would give the pot of wisdom to Anansi. Every time Anansi looked in the clay pot, he learned something new. It was so exciting!

One day, Nyame decided that he would give the pot of wisdom to Anansi. Every time Anansi looked in the clay pot, he learned something new. It was so exciting!

Un jour, Nyame décida qu'il donnerait le pot de sagesse à Anansi. Chaque fois qu'Anansi regardait dans le pot en argile, il apprenait quelque chose de nouveau. C'était tellement excitant !


Greedy Anansi thought, “I’ll keep the pot safe at the top of a tall tree. Then I can have it all to myself!” He spun a long thread, wound it round the clay pot, and tied it to his stomach. He began to climb the tree. But it was hard climbing the tree with the pot bumping him in the knees all the time.

Greedy Anansi thought, "I'll keep the pot safe at the top of a tall tree. Then I can have it all to myself!" He spun a long thread, wound it round the clay pot, and tied it to his stomach. He began to climb the tree. But it was hard climbing the tree with the pot bumping him in the knees all the time.

Anansi l'avide pensa, « Je vais garder le pot en sécurité en haut d'un grand arbre. Comme ça je pourrai l'avoir à moi seul ! » Il fila un fil long, l'enroula autour du pot en argile et l'attacha à son estomac. Il commença à grimper l'arbre. Mais c'était difficile de grimper l'arbre avec le pot qui le cognait dans les genoux tout le temps.


All the time Anansi’s young son had been standing at the bottom of the tree watching. He said, “Wouldn’t it be easier to climb if you tied the pot to your back instead?” Anansi tried tying the clay pot full of wisdom to his back, and it really was a lot easier.

All the time Anansi's young son had been standing at the bottom of the tree watching. He said, "Wouldn't it be easier to climb if you tied the pot to your back instead?" Anansi tried tying the clay pot full of wisdom to his back, and it really was a lot easier.

Tout le long, le jeune fils d'Anansi avait été debout en bas de l'arbre en train de regarder. « Ne serait-il pas plus facile d'attacher le pot à ton dos plutôt ? » Anansi essaya d'attacher le pot rempli de sagesse à son dos et ce fut vraiment plus facile.


In no time he reached the top of the tree. But then he stopped and thought, “I’m supposed to be the one with all the wisdom, and here my son was cleverer than me!” Anansi was so angry about this that he threw the clay pot down out of the tree.

In no time he reached the top of the tree. But then he stopped and thought, "I'm supposed to be the one with all the wisdom, and here my son was cleverer than me!" Anansi was so angry about this that he threw the clay pot down out of the tree.

Dans peu de temps il atteignit le sommet de l'arbre. Mais il arrêta et pensa, « Je suis supposé être celui avec toute la sagesse et voici que mon fils fut plus sage que moi ! » Anansi était tellement fâché à propos de ceci qu'il lança le pot en argile en bas de l'arbre.


It smashed into pieces on the ground. The wisdom was free for everyone to share. And that is how people learned to farm, to weave cloth, to make iron tools, and all the other things that people know how to do.

It smashed into pieces on the ground. The wisdom was free for everyone to share. And that is how people learned to farm, to weave cloth, to make iron tools, and all the other things that people know how to do.

Le pot cassa en mille morceaux sur le sol. La sagesse fut disponible pour tous à partager. Et c'est ainsi que les gens apprirent à cultiver, tisser, fabriquer des outils de fer, et toutes les autres choses que les gens savent comment faire.


Written by: Ghanaian folktale
Illustrated by: Wiehan de Jager
Read by: Darshan Soni
Language: English
Level 3
Source: Anansi and Wisdom from African Storybook
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