The Village Under the Storm

"Can you tell me how to get there?" Polly asked at breakfast. Follow the coast road west, the sheep said. The village sits behind a bay of pale sand.

"Bisakah Anda memberi tahu saya cara ke sana?" tanya Polly saat sarapan. Ikuti jalan pantai ke barat, kata domba itu. Desa itu ada di belakang teluk berpasir pucat.

An oystercatcher was at the site. Polly asked, "I would like to know the history of this particular monument." People lived here five thousand years ago, he said. Then sand covered the village.

Seekor burung pemakan tiram ada di situs itu. Polly bertanya, "Saya ingin tahu sejarah monumen ini." Orang-orang tinggal di sini lima ribu tahun yang lalu, katanya. Lalu pasir menutupi desa itu.

The wind took half his words. "Could you please repeat that for me?" Polly asked. Every house is the same inside. A fire in the middle. Beds at each side. A stone shelf on the wall.

Angin membawa pergi separuh kata-katanya. "Bisakah Anda mengulanginya untuk saya?" tanya Polly. Setiap rumah sama di dalamnya. Api di tengah. Tempat tidur di kedua sisi. Rak batu di dinding.

"Could you tell me if the museum is open tomorrow?" Polly asked. She knew she would come back. She looked into one room for a long time.

"Bisakah Anda memberi tahu saya apakah museumnya buka besok?" tanya Polly. Ia tahu ia akan kembali. Ia memandang ke dalam satu ruangan untuk waktu yang lama.