Kerge kevadine tuul puhus läbi kooli kõrgete puude.

A gentle spring breeze blew through the tall trees of the school.

Maarja, Kert ja Arno jalutasid rõõmsalt koolist välja.

Maarja, Kert, and Arno walked joyfully out of the school.

Kevadpäike soojendas neid ning kõik tundus võimalik.

The spring sun warmed them, and everything seemed possible.

Koolis oli peagi toimumas suur kunstinäitus ja Maarja soovis oma tööga kõiki üllatada.

A big art exhibition was soon to take place at the school, and Maarja wanted to surprise everyone with her work.

"Maarja, sa oled nii osav maalija," kiitis Kert teda innustavalt, kui nad suundusid kunstitarvetepoodi.

"Maarja, you're such a talented painter," Kert encouraged her enthusiastically as they headed to the art supplies store.

"Sul on tõesti annet!"

"You really have a gift!"

"Ma ei tea," ohkas Maarja.

"I don't know," sighed Maarja.

"Vahel ma kardan, et mu tööd ei meeldi kellelegi."

"Sometimes I fear that no one will like my work."

"Ma juba ootan, mida sa lood," lisas Arno vaikselt, tundes end endiselt veidi uustulnukana, kuid siiski püüdes leida oma kohta nende sõpruskonnas.

"I'm already looking forward to seeing what you create," added Arno quietly, still feeling a bit like the newcomer, but nonetheless trying to find his place in their circle of friends.

Kunstitarvikupood oli suur ning värviline.

The art supplies store was large and colorful.

Riiulid olid täis erinevaid värve, pintsleid ja lõuendeid.

The shelves were full of different colors, brushes, and canvases.

Maarja liikus aeglaselt ringi, vaadates, mida osta.

Maarja moved around slowly, looking at what to buy.

Kert tõmbas ühe erksa värviga purgi riiulist.

Kert pulled a jar with a bright color from the shelf.

"See võiks olla lahe lisandus," pakkus ta.

"This could be a cool addition," he suggested.

Maarja noogutas, kuigi tema peas keerles ikka veel mitmeid kahtlusi.

Maarja nodded, though many doubts were still swirling in her head.

Kui nad jõudsid kassasse, pöördus Arno oma sõprade poole.

When they reached the checkout, Arno turned to his friends.

"Maarja, mul on üks idee.

"Maarja, I have an idea.

Minu vanas koolis kasutasime segatehnikat - natuke kollaaži ja natuke maalimist.

At my old school, we used a mixed technique - a bit of collage and a bit of painting.

See andis töödele huvitava tekstuuri."

It gave the works an interesting texture."

Maarja kahtles.

Maarja hesitated.

"See kõlab huvitavalt, aga kas ma oskan sellega hakkama saada?"

"That sounds interesting, but can I handle it?"

"Sa oskad kindlasti, Maarja," julgustas Kert.

"You certainly can, Maarja," encouraged Kert.

"Ja Arno saab sulle abiks olla."

"And Arno can help you."

Pärast pikka mõtlemist ja sügavat hingeõhku otsustas Maarja proovida.

After much thought and a deep breath, Maarja decided to try.

"Olgu, ma teen seda," ütles ta kindlalt.

"Alright, I'll do it," she said firmly.

Kõndides tagasi kooli, olid kõik elevil.

Walking back to school, they were all excited.

Maarja plaanis Arno tehnikat oma maalile lisada.

Maarja planned to add Arno's technique to her painting.

Kevadine päev oli muutunud pehmeks õhtuks, kui Maarja lõpuks oma töö lõpetas.

The spring day turned into a soft evening when Maarja finally completed her work.

Päev enne näitust vaatas Maarja oma valmis teost.

The day before the exhibition, Maarja looked at her finished piece.

See oli erksate värvide ja huvitava tekstuuriga - justkui väljendas kogu tema loomingut.

It was with bright colors and interesting texture - as if it expressed her entire creation.

Näitusel žüriiliikmed ja klassikaaslased peatusid tema maali ees, imetledes ainulaadset stiili.

At the exhibition, jury members and classmates stopped in front of her painting, admiring the unique style.

Maarja tundis südames uhkust ja rahulolu.

Maarja felt pride and satisfaction in her heart.

"Näed, Maarja," naeratas Kert.

"You see, Maarja," smiled Kert.

"Sa said hakkama!

"You did it!

See on imeline!"

It's wonderful!"

Arno, seistes nende kõrval, tundis end lõpuks osana millestki väärtuslikust.

Arno, standing beside them, finally felt part of something valuable.

Maarja naeratas säravalt.

Maarja beamed brightly.

Tema kahtlused ja ebakindlus olid kadunud.

Her doubts and insecurities had vanished.

Ta oli avatud uutele ideedele ja koostööle.

She was open to new ideas and collaboration.

Ta mõistis, et sõprade tugi ning julgus proovida uusi asju juhtisid teda edu poole.

She realized that the support of friends and the courage to try new things guided her toward success.

Kevadise näituse valgus oli soojendav nagu päike, mis neid tee alguses tervitas.

The light of the spring exhibition was warming, like the sun that greeted them at the beginning of the journey.