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you don't want to talk to me
i am busy. can i help you?

you don't want to?
wil jy nie?

you don't want to know
jy ken nie afrikaans nie

- you don't want to?
- jy wil nie?

you don't seem too happy to see me.
jy lyk nie te gelukkig om vir my te sien nie.

you don't want to sleep
ek wil nie slaap nie

it's like you don't want to
ja ek het dankie geëet

you don't want to screw anymore?
wat, is jy dan klaar met daardie dinge?

sure you don't want to talk about it?
wil jy nie daaroor praat nie?

i don't want to see you around here anymore.
jou wil ek nie weer sien nie!

i don't want to see them. i feel sorry for them.
ek wil nie na hulle kyk nie ek voel so jammer vir hulle

you don't want to end up like jerska. and neither do i.
jy wil nie soos jerska eindig nie, en ek ook nie

you don't want to hurt me, to make me cry, to make me as tender as a little lamb?
wil jy nie dat ek treurig word nie? wil jy nie dat ek huil nie? wil jy nie dat ek so sag soos 'n lammetjie word nie?

Κaspar, we want to tell you... you don't have to do it if you don't want to.
kaspar, ons wil jou vertel, jy hoef dit nie te doen as jy nie wil nie.

my family give me everything i want and there want to see me happy all the time .when i am now t happy they make me happy and do good things of me all the time and the care about another people's
my familie gee my alles wat ek wil hê en daar wil ek die hele tyd gelukkig wees. wanneer ek nou gelukkig is, maak hulle my gelukkig en doen hulle altyd goeie dinge van my en die versorging van ander mense.

we weren't on the best of terms when he left whiting field, and... now he wants to see me before i deploy.
ons vriendskap was verminder sedert hy whiting field verlaat het en nou wil hy my skielik sien voor ek op sending vertrek.

once upon a time down on an old farm, lived a duck family, and mother duck had been sitting on a clutch of new eggs. one nice morning, the eggs hatched and out popped six chirpy ducklings. but one egg was bigger than the rest, and it didn't hatch. mother duck couldn't recall laying that seventh egg. how did it get there? tock! tock! the little prisoner was pecking inside his shell. image: http://www.kidsgen.com/fables_and_fairytales/images/fairy080.jpg the ugly duckling"did i count the eggs wrongly?" mother duck wondered. but before she had time to think about it, the last egg finally hatched. a strange looking duckling with gray feathers that should have been yellow gazed at a worried mother. the ducklings grew quickly, but mother duck had a secret worry. "i can't understand how this ugly duckling can be one of mine!" she said to herself, shaking her head as she looked at her last born. well, the gray duckling certainly wasn't pretty, and since he ate far more than his brothers, he was outgrowing them. as the days went by, the poor ugly duckling became more and more unhappy. his brothers didn't want to play with him, he was so clumsy, and all the farmyard folks simply laughed at him. he felt sad and lonely, while mother duck did her best to console him. "poor little ugly duckling!" she would say. "why are you so different from the others?" and the ugly duckling felt worse than ever. he secretly wept at night. he felt nobody wanted him. "nobody loves me, they all tease me! why am i different from my brothers?" then one day, at sunrise, he ran away from the farmyard. he stopped at a pond and began to question all the other birds. "do you know of any ducklings with gray feathers like mine?" but everyone shook their heads in scorn. "we don't know anyone as ugly as you." the ugly duckling did not lose heart, however, and kept on making inquiries. he went to another pond, where a pair of large geese gave him the same answer to his question. what's more, they warned him: "don't stay here! go away! it's dangerous. there are men with guns around here!" the duckling was sorry he had ever left the farmyard. then one day, his travels took him near an old countrywoman's cottage. thinking he was a stray goose, she caught him. "i'll put this in a hutch. i hope it's a female and lays plenty of eggs!" said the old woman, whose eyesight was poor. but the ugly duckling laid not a single egg. the hen kept frightening him. "just wait! if you don't lay eggs, the old woman will wring your neck and pop you into the pot!" and the cat chipped in: "hee! hee! i hope the woman cooks you, then i can gnaw at your bones!" the poor ugly duckling was so scared that he lost his appetite, though the old woman kept stuffing him with food and grumbling: "if you won't lay eggs, at least hurry up and get plump!" "oh, dear me!" moaned the now terrified duckling. "i'll die of fright first! and i did so hope someone would love me!" then one night, finding the hutch door ajar, he escaped. once again he was all alone. he fled as far away as he could, and at dawn, he found himself in a thick bed of reeds. "if nobody wants me, i'll hid here forever." there was plenty a food, and the duckling began to feel a little happier, though he was lonely. one day at sunrise, he saw a flight of beautiful birds wing overhead. white, with long slender necks, yellow beaks and large wings, they were migrating south. "if only i could look like them, just for a day!" said the duckling, admiringly. winter came and the water in the reed bed froze. the poor duckling left home to seek food in the snow. he dropped exhausted to the ground, but a farmer found him and put him in his big jacket pocket. "i'll take him home to my children. they'll look after him. poor thing, he's frozen!" the duckling was showered with kindly care at the farmer's house. in this way, the ugly duckling was able to survive the bitterly cold winter. however, by springtime, he had grown so big that the farmer decided: "i'll set him free by the pond!" that was when the duckling saw himself mirrored in the water. "goodness! how i've changed! i hardly recognize myself!" the flight of swans winged north again and glided on to the pond. when the duckling saw them, he realized he was one of their kind, and soon made friends. "we're swans like you!" they said, warmly. "where have you been hiding?" "it's a long story," replied the young swan, still astounded. now, he swam majestically with his fellow swans. one day, he heard children on the river bank exclaim: "look at that young swan! he's the finest of them all!" and he almost burst with happiness. read more at http://www.kidsgen.com/fables_and_fairytales/the_ugly_duckling.htm#o2ugj8fztqlrib45.99
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