The Crow and the Pitcher – Y Frân a’r Piser
Once upon a time, it was summer and the land was very dry. A crow was very thirsty and flew around searching for water. Soon it found a small pitcher containing very little water.
The crow said, “CAW CAW. Look, a pitcher of water. I can finally have a drink”.
TranslateUnwaith, roedd hi’n haf ac roedd y tir yn sych iawn. Roedd gan frân syched mawr a hedfanodd o gwmpas yn chwilio am ddŵr. Yn fuan daeth o hyd i biser bach yn cynnwys ychydig bach o ddŵr.
Dywedodd y frân, “CAW CAW. Edrychwch, piser o ddŵr. Gallaf gael diod o’r diwedd ”.
He put his head down the pitcher. The crow could not reach the water. He felt more and more thirsty and did not know what to do.
“CAW CAW! The water is still too deep. What should I do?”
The crow looked around and found a mud patch having number of pebbles. Then he got a brilliant idea.
TranslateRhoddodd ei ben i lawr y piser. Ni allai’r frân gyrraedd y dŵr. Roedd yn teimlo’n fwy a mwy o sychedig ac nid oedd yn gwybod beth i’w wneud.
“CAW CAW! Mae’r dŵr yn dal yn rhy ddwfn. Beth ddylwn i’w wneud? ”
Edrychodd y frân o gwmpas a dod o hyd i ddarn o fwd gyda nifer o gerrig mân. Yna cafodd syniad gwych.
He flew to the mud patch. FLAP! FLAP!
He picked up one pebble with his beak. He hopped over to the jug.
HOP! HOP! HOP! And then he dropped the stone into the pitcher.
The water was still too deep.
TranslateHedfanodd i’r darn o fwd. FFLAP! FFLAP!
Cododd un garreg gyda’i big. Neidiodd drosodd i’r jwg.
HOPIAN! HOPIAN! HOPIAN! Ac yna fe ollyngodd y garreg i’r piser.
Roedd y dŵr yn dal yn rhy ddwfn.
He flew to the mud patch. FLAP! FLAP!
He picked up the second pebble with his beak. He hopped over to the jug.
HOP! HOP! HOP! And then he dropped the second stone into the pitcher.
The water was still too deep.
TranslateHedfanodd i’r darn o fwd. FFLAP! FFLAP!
Cododd yr ail garreg gyda’i big. Neidiodd drosodd i’r jwg.
HOPIAN! HOPIAN! HOPIAN! Ac yna fe ollyngodd yr ail garreg i’r piser.
Roedd y dŵr yn dal yn rhy ddwfn.
He did this many times. For each pebble, the water was rising slowly. Finally the water was high enough. The crow could reach the water and have its fill of water.
TranslateGwnaeth hyn lawer gwaith. Ar gyfer pob carreg, roedd y dŵr yn codi’n araf. O’r diwedd roedd y dŵr yn ddigon uchel. Gallai’r frân gyrraedd y dŵr a chael ei llenwad o ddŵr.
Moral: Little by little does the trick!
TranslateGwers: Ychydig ar y tro sy’n gwneud y tric!
