مهرجان الكرز | The Cherry Festival of Sefrou
"A cherry farmer discovers passion with a journalist who comes to cover the famous cherry festival of Sefrou."
مهرجان الكرز
The Cherry Festival of Sefrou
الفصل الأول | Chapter One
أَزْرَعُ الكَرَزَ فِي صِفْرُو مُنْذُ ثَلَاثِينَ سَنَةً.
I have grown cherries in Sefrou for thirty years.
جَاءَتْ صَحَفِيَّةٌ لِتُغَطِّيَ المَهْرَجَانَ.
A journalist came to cover the festival.
"أُرِيدُ قِصَّةً خَاصَّةً،" قَالَتْ.
"I want a special story," she said.
الفصل الثاني | Chapter Two
كَانَتْ فِي الأَرْبَعِينَ، بِجَسَدٍ مُمْتَلِئٍ كَالكَرَزِ.
She was in her forties, with a body full like cherries.
"هَلْ تُرِيدِينَ زِيَارَةَ بُسْتَانِي؟" عَرَضْتُ.
"Would you like to visit my orchard?" I offered.
"هَذَا سَيَكُونُ رَائِعًا!"
"That would be wonderful!"
الفصل الثالث | Chapter Three
مَشَيْنَا بَيْنَ أَشْجَارِ الكَرَزِ الحَمْرَاءِ.
We walked among the red cherry trees.
"هَذِهِ الأَشْجَارُ عُمْرُهَا خَمْسُونَ سَنَةً."
"These trees are fifty years old."
"مِثْلُكَ..." اِبْتَسَمَتْ.
"Like you..." she smiled.
الفصل الرابع | Chapter Four
قَطَفْتُ كَرَزَةً وَقَدَّمْتُهَا لَهَا.
I picked a cherry and offered it to her.
"تَذَوَّقِي حَلَاوَةَ صِفْرُو."
"Taste the sweetness of Sefrou."
وَضَعْتُهَا عَلَى شَفَتَيْهَا، أَصَابِعِي تَلْمُسُهَا.
I placed it on her lips, my fingers touching them.
الفصل الخامس | Chapter Five
"هَذَا لَذِيذٌ..." قَالَتْ.
"This is delicious..." she said.
"الكَرَزُ أَوِ اللَّمْسَةُ؟" سَأَلْتُ.
"The cherry or the touch?" I asked.
ضَحِكَتْ. "كِلَاهُمَا."
She laughed. "Both."
الفصل السادس | Chapter Six
تَحْتَ شَجَرَةِ كَرَزٍ عَمْلَاقَةٍ، جَلَسْنَا.
Under a giant cherry tree, we sat.
"لِمَاذَا أَنْتَ وَحِيدٌ؟" سَأَلَتْنِي.
"Why are you alone?" she asked me.
"الكَرَزُ كَانَ عَائِلَتِي مُنْذُ مَاتَتْ زَوْجَتِي."
"Cherries have been my family since my wife died."
الفصل السابع | Chapter Seven
"أَنَا أَيْضًا وَحِيدَةٌ... مُطَلَّقَةٌ."
"I am also alone... divorced."
"رُبَّمَا الكَرَزُ جَمَعَنَا."
"Perhaps cherries brought us together."
تِلْكَ اللَّيْلَةَ، تَحْتَ النُّجُومِ وَرَائِحَةِ الكَرَزِ.
That night, under the stars and the scent of cherries.
الفصل الثامن | Chapter Eight
كَتَبَتْ مَقَالًا عَنِ المَهْرَجَانِ.
She wrote an article about the festival.
لَكِنَّ القِصَّةَ الحَقِيقِيَّةَ بَقِيَتْ سِرًّا.
But the real story remained a secret.
"سَأَعُودُ كُلَّ مَوْسِمِ كَرَزٍ."
"I will return every cherry season."
الخاتمة | Conclusion
الكَرَزُ فَاكِهَةُ الحُبِّ.
Cherry is the fruit of love.
حُلْوٌ وَأَحْمَرُ كَالقَلْبِ.
Sweet and red like the heart.
وَقِصَّتُنَا حُلْوَةٌ كَكَرَزِ صِفْرُو.
And our story is sweet like Sefrou's cherries.
من حكايات صفرو From the Tales of Sefrou