“تۆ خێزانت ههیه؟”
“Do you have any family?”
“بهڵێ، من و مێردهکهم دوو کچ و کوڕێکمان ههیه.”
“Yes, my husband and I have two daughters and a son.”
“منیش دوو کچم ههیه، بهڵام لە هاوسەرەکەم جیابوومەتەوە.”
“I also have two daughters, but I’m divorced.”
“کچهکانت تهمهنیان چهنده؟”
“How old are your daughters?”
“مینا تهمهنی چوار ساڵه. ئهو دهچێته باخچهی ساوایان. میریهم ده ساڵه، بۆیه ئهو دهچێته قوتابخانه.”
“Mina is four years old. She goes to preschool. Miriam is ten, so she goes to school.”
“ههموو منداڵهکانی من له قوتابخانهن. کوڕهکهم ساڵی داهاتوو دهردهچێت.”
“All of my children are in school. My son will graduate next year.”
“ئهوه نایابه! ئهوان زۆر خێرا گهشه دهکهن. ئهو دهیهوێ دواتر چی بکات؟”
“That is great! They grow up so fast. What does he want to do afterwards?”
“دهیهوێت کارێک بدۆزێتەوە، بهڵام من پێی دهڵێم لهجیاتی ئهوه دهبێ بچێته زانکۆ.”
“He wants to get a job, but I tell him he should go to university instead.”
“ئهوه بیرۆکهیهکی باشه. منیش هیوام وایه منداڵهکانم ڕۆژێک بچنه زانکۆ.”
“That’s a good idea. I also hope my children will go to university someday.”