“Yin la kuat?”
“Do you have any family?”
“Aai, ɣεn la nyiir kärou ku dhäŋ tök ok monydië.”
“Yes, my husband and I have two daughters and a son.”
“Ɣεn la nyiir kärou aya lakin ɣεn puök kek muɔnydië.”
“I also have two daughters, but I’m divorced.”
“Nyiirku lek ruun kadë?”
“How old are your daughters?”
“Mina alaŋ ruun kaŋuan. Ee la panabul rodha. Miriam alaŋ ruun kathiär ku ee la panabun.”
“Mina is four years old. She goes to preschool. Miriam is ten, so she goes to school.”
“Miithkië abën ala panabul. Dhäŋdië abë thök thukul nhiäk ruɔ̈n.”
“All of my children are in school. My son will graduate next year.”
“Ee kë piath! Miith aguɔ dït apεi. Ee ŋo wic bë loi tä cï ɣen thök?”
“That is great! They grow up so fast. What does he want to do afterwards?”
“Awic bë yök luɔi, lakin ɣa yalɛ̈k ɣen bë la jama.”
“He wants to get a job, but I tell him he should go to university instead.”
“Ee tɛ̈ŋ piath. Aŋääth ka miithkië bë la jama akäl tök.”
“That’s a good idea. I also hope my children will go to university someday.”
