Die lug was bewolk oor die blommeplaas in die Overberg.

The sky was cloudy over the flower farm in Overberg.

Die blomme het geblom in helder kleure.

The flowers bloomed in bright colors.

Anika, ’n toegewyde bloemiste, kyk op na die hemel.

Anika, a dedicated florist, looked up at the sky.

Sy, Pieter, en Esther werk elke dag hard op die plaas.

She, Pieter, and Esther work hard every day on the farm.

Vandag voel Anika die voorvoeling van ’n storm.

Today, Anika felt the premonition of a storm.

“Die lug lyk dreigend,” sê Pieter terwyl hy sy hoed ophou.

“The sky looks threatening,” Pieter said while he held up his hat.

Hy kyk na die wolke.

He looked at the clouds.

“Ons moet gereed wees.”

“We have to be ready.”

Die plaas lê tussen sagte heuwels.

The farm lies between gentle hills.

Dit is lente, en die blomme wieg in die briesie.

It is spring, and the flowers sway in the breeze.

Anika weet hoe belangrik die seisoen is.

Anika knows how important the season is.

Die blomme is gereed om geoes te word.

The flowers are ready to be harvested.

Elke blom tel.

Every flower counts.

Skielik begin die wind waai.

Suddenly, the wind begins to blow.

Dit is nie langer ’n sagte bries nie.

It is no longer a gentle breeze.

Dit voel soos 'n storm wat kom.

It feels like a storm is coming.

Anika draai na Esther.

Anika turns to Esther.

“Ons moet vinnig werk.

“We have to work quickly.

Kry die seil!” roep sy.

Get the tarp!” she shouts.

Esther knik en hardloop na die skuur.

Esther nods and runs to the barn.

Sy gryp die seil en help om dit oor die blomme te trek.

She grabs the tarp and helps to pull it over the flowers.

Pieter bring ekstra toue.

Pieter brings extra ropes.

Hulle begin die seil vastrek.

They begin to secure the tarp.

Die eerste haelklippe begin val.

The first hailstones begin to fall.

Anika voel die ysige klippe op haar rug.

Anika feels the icy stones on her back.

Sy vergeet die koue as sy voortgaan om die blomme te beskerm.

She forgets the cold as she continues to protect the flowers.

Die wind waai sterk.

The wind blows strong.

Hael val swaarder.

Hail falls heavier.

Anika hou aan veg.

Anika keeps fighting.

Haar vingers is yskoud, maar sy gee nie op nie.

Her fingers are ice-cold, but she does not give up.

As hulle die blomme nie beskerm nie, kan alles verlore wees.

If they don't protect the flowers, everything might be lost.

“Hou vas!” skree sy bo die storm uit na Pieter en Esther.

“Hold on!” she screams above the storm to Pieter and Esther.

Hulle werk saam, vasberade om te oorleef.

They work together, determined to survive.

Minute voel soos ure.

Minutes feel like hours.

Uiteindelik begin die storm bedaar.

Finally, the storm begins to subside.

Anika kyk op, haar hart klop vinnig.

Anika looks up, her heart beating fast.

Die haelstene stop.

The hailstones stop.

Die lug is stil.

The air is quiet.

Sy asem uit, moeg maar hoopvol.

She exhales, tired but hopeful.

Sy stap stadig oor die plaas.

She walks slowly across the farm.

Die seil het die meeste blomme beskerm.

The tarp has protected most of the flowers.

Daar is skade, maar nie so erg as wat sy gevrees het nie.

There is damage, but not as bad as she feared.

Haar poging het die meeste van die gewas gered.

Her effort has saved most of the crop.

Pieter klop haar op die rug.

Pieter pats her on the back.

“Goed gedoen!” sê hy, bewondering in sy stem.

“Well done!” he says, admiration in his voice.

Esther glimlag, “Jy het ons almal gered, Anika.”

Esther smiles, “You saved us all, Anika.”

Anika glimlag wuft.

Anika smiles faintly.

Sy voel die trots warm in haar bors.

She feels the pride warm in her chest.

Sy weet nou sy kan enige uitdaging trotseer.

She now knows she can face any challenge.

Die plaas is veilig vir eers, en met dit kom 'n nuwe selfvertroue.

The farm is safe for now, and with it comes a new confidence.

Terwyl die son deur die oorblyfsels van die wolke breek, kyk Anika na die blomme.

As the sun breaks through the remnants of the clouds, Anika looks at the flowers.

Hulle is beskadig, maar nog lewendig.

They are damaged but still alive.

Net soos sy.

Just like her.