Det var en kald vintermorgen i den lille landsbyen.

It was a cold winter morning in the small village.

Snøen lå som et mykt teppe over de små trehusene.

The snow lay like a soft blanket over the small wooden houses.

Det var dagen før Samenes nasjonaldag, og landsbyen var pyntet med fargerike bånd og flagg.

It was the day before Samenes National Day, and the village was decorated with colorful ribbons and flags.

Hele samfunnet gledet seg til festen.

The entire community was looking forward to the celebration.

Sondre var full av entusiasme.

Sondre was full of enthusiasm.

Han var en ung journalist fra byen, og han ville skrive en artikkel om den samiske feiringen.

He was a young journalist from the city, and he wanted to write an article about the Sámi celebration.

Det var viktig for ham å vise verden den rike kulturen og historien til det samiske folket.

It was important for him to show the world the rich culture and history of the Sámi people.

Ved hans side sto Ingrid, landsbyens eldste og viseste.

By his side stood Ingrid, the village's oldest and wisest person.

Hun visste alt om samiske tradisjoner og fortalte ofte historier om gamle dager.

She knew everything about Sámi traditions and often told stories about the old days.

Nils, Sondres fetter, var også der.

Nils, Sondre's cousin, was also there.

Han var litt nervøs for han skulle synge en joik, en tradisjonell samisk sang.

He was a bit nervous because he was going to sing a joik, a traditional Sámi song.

Nils pleide å holde talentet sitt skjult, men Sondre visste at han hadde en vakker stemme.

Nils used to keep his talent hidden, but Sondre knew he had a beautiful voice.

Alt gikk etter planen helt til ettermiddagen.

Everything went according to plan until the afternoon.

Plutselig begynte det å snø kraftig.

Suddenly, it started to snow heavily.

Vindene suste, og snøstormen stengte landsbyen inne.

The winds howled, and the snowstorm enclosed the village.

Strømmen gikk i hele området.

The power went out throughout the area.

Ingen kunne forlate eller komme inn i landsbyen.

No one could leave or enter the village.

Alle var samlet i felleshuset, hvor lyset fra lanterner skapte en varm glød.

Everyone gathered in the community house, where the light from lanterns created a warm glow.

Ingrid gikk rolig rundt og tente flere lys.

Ingrid calmly walked around, lighting more candles.

Hun begynte å fortelle gamle historier om hvordan samene hadde taklet mange stormer før.

She began to tell old stories about how the Sámi had dealt with many storms before.

Sondre så rundt seg.

Sondre looked around.

Dette var en mulighet.

This was an opportunity.

Han kunne skrive om fellesskapet og styrken blant landsbyboerne.

He could write about the community and the strength among the villagers.

"Nils, kan ikke du joike nå?

"Nils, can't you joik now?"

" spurte han.

he asked.

Nils så ned, nølende.

Nils looked down, hesitant.

"Jeg vet ikke, Sondre.

"I don't know, Sondre.

Jeg har aldri gjort det foran mange mennesker.

I've never done it in front of many people."

" Men Sondre overtalte ham.

But Sondre persuaded him.

"Folk trenger å høre det.

"People need to hear it.

Det er vår kultur.

It's our culture.

Vårt arv.

Our heritage."

"Med et dypt pust reiste Nils seg.

With a deep breath, Nils stood up.

Alle så på ham.

Everyone watched him.

Han lukket øynene og begynte å synge.

He closed his eyes and began to sing.

Lyden var ren og mektig.

The sound was pure and powerful.

Joiken fylte rommet, rørte hjertene til alle som hørte på.

The joik filled the room, touching the hearts of all who listened.

Stormen ute virket så langt borte.

The storm outside seemed so far away.

Tiden fløy.

Time flew.

Snart hadde stormen roet seg.

Soon the storm had calmed down.

Snøen sluttet å falle, og lyset kom tilbake.

The snow stopped falling, and the lights came back.

Sondre hadde alt han trengte til artikkelen sin.

Sondre had everything he needed for his article.

Han hadde fanget essensen av Samenes nasjonaldag – samhold, kultur og styrke i møte med utfordringer.

He had captured the essence of Sámi National Day – community, culture, and strength in the face of challenges.

Dagen etter, da anledningen ble feiret med stor glede, sto Sondre og Nils stolt blant landsbyboerne.

The next day, when the occasion was celebrated with great joy, Sondre and Nils stood proudly among the villagers.

Sondre følte en ny forbindelse til sine røtter, og Nils hadde funnet mot og selvtillit til å dele musikken sin med verden.

Sondre felt a new connection to his roots, and Nils had found the courage and confidence to share his music with the world.

Historien om den lille landsbyen og feiringen av Samenes nasjonaldag, fortalte av Sondre, ville nå mange flere.

The story of the small village and the celebration of Sámi National Day, told by Sondre, would reach many more people.

Det var en historie om å stå sammen, feire arv og møte stormer med et smil.

It was a story of standing together, celebrating heritage, and facing storms with a smile.