بساتين التفاح | The Apple Orchards of Midelt
"An apple farmer discovers passion with an agricultural expert who comes to study mountain farming."
بساتين التفاح
The Apple Orchards of Midelt
الفصل الأول | Chapter One
أَزْرَعُ التُّفَّاحَ فِي مِيدَلْتَ مُنْذُ ثَلَاثِينَ سَنَةً.
I have grown apples in Midelt for thirty years.
جَاءَتْ خَبِيرَةٌ زِرَاعِيَّةٌ لِدِرَاسَةِ الزِّرَاعَةِ الجَبَلِيَّةِ.
An agricultural expert came to study mountain farming.
"تُفَّاحُكُمْ مَشْهُورٌ فِي كُلِّ المَغْرِبِ."
"Your apples are famous all over Morocco."
الفصل الثاني | Chapter Two
كَانَتْ فِي الأَرْبَعِينَ، ذَكِيَّةً، عَمَلِيَّةً.
She was in her forties, intelligent, practical.
"السِّرُّ فِي المَاءِ البَارِدِ مِنَ الجِبَالِ."
"The secret is in cold water from the mountains."
"وَالحُبُّ... نَحْنُ نُحِبُّ أَشْجَارَنَا."
"And love... we love our trees."
الفصل الثالث | Chapter Three
مَشَيْنَا فِي البَسَاتِينِ.
We walked in the orchards.
أَشْجَارُ التُّفَّاحِ مُحَمَّلَةٌ بِالثِّمَارِ.
Apple trees loaded with fruit.
"هَذَا مَنْظَرٌ سَاحِرٌ."
"This is an enchanting view."
الفصل الرابع | Chapter Four
قَطَفْتُ تُفَّاحَةً حَمْرَاءَ وَقَدَّمْتُهَا لَهَا.
I picked a red apple and offered it to her.
"تَذَوَّقِي جُهْدَ ثَلَاثِينَ سَنَةً."
"Taste the effort of thirty years."
عَضَّتْهَا وَأَغْمَضَتْ عَيْنَيْهَا. "رَائِعَةٌ!"
She bit it and closed her eyes. "Wonderful!"
الفصل الخامس | Chapter Five
"لِمَاذَا لَمْ تَتْرُكْ هَذِهِ الجِبَالَ؟"
"Why haven't you left these mountains?"
"هُنَا جُذُورِي... لَا أَسْتَطِيعُ."
"Here are my roots... I can't."
"الجُذُورُ مُهِمَّةٌ." قَالَتْ بِفَهْمٍ.
"Roots are important." She said with understanding.
الفصل السادس | Chapter Six
"وَأَنْتِ؟ لِمَاذَا تُسَافِرِينَ دَائِمًا؟"
"And you? Why do you always travel?"
"أَبْحَثُ عَنْ مَكَانٍ يَشْعُرُنِي بِالاِنْتِمَاءِ."
"I'm looking for a place that makes me feel belonging."
"رُبَّمَا وَجَدْتِهِ."
"Perhaps you found it."
الفصل السابع | Chapter Seven
تِلْكَ اللَّيْلَةَ، فِي بَيْتِي بَيْنَ الجِبَالِ.
That night, in my house among the mountains.
الهَوَاءُ بَارِدٌ وَقُلُوبُنَا دَافِئَةٌ.
The air cold and our hearts warm.
"جَسَدُكِ كَالتُّفَّاحِ... حُلْوٌ وَمُنْعِشٌ."
"Your body is like apples... sweet and refreshing."
الفصل الثامن | Chapter Eight
أَكْمَلَتْ دِرَاسَتَهَا وَعَادَتْ.
She finished her study and returned.
لَكِنَّهَا تَعُودُ كُلَّ مَوْسِمِ حَصَادٍ.
But she returns every harvest season.
"لِلتُّفَّاحِ... وَلَكَ."
"For the apples... and for you."
الخاتمة | Conclusion
التُّفَّاحُ فَاكِهَةُ الإِغْرَاءِ الأُولَى.
The apple is the first fruit of temptation.
وَفِي مِيدَلْتَ، أَغْرَتْنِي امْرَأَةٌ بِتُفَّاحَةٍ.
And in Midelt, a woman tempted me with an apple.
لَا، أَنَا أَغْرَيْتُهَا.
No, I tempted her.
من حكايات ميدلت From the Tales of Midelt