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Waŋganymirriy waluy Yothu Guthirka bira'yurr yakurrŋur bala maŋutji-ḻarruŋala ŋäṉḏi'mirriŋuwnha. Ga ŋayiny gan ŋäṉḏi'mirriŋuny nhanŋu ḻarruŋal ŋathawnha. Djaṉŋarrthinan ŋayi ŋunhi Yothu Guthirkany. Rur'yurr ŋayi bala yarrupthurra raŋilila, ŋathawnha ḻarruŋal.
One day Little Oyster Catcher woke up and looked for her mother. Her mother had gone searching for food that morning. Little Oyster Catcher felt hungry. She stood up and went to the beach to look for food.
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Nhäŋal ŋayi Djarraknha ŋayi gan ŋarirri' nyaŋ'thurr, bala ŋayi waŋanan bitjarra, “Way! Djarrak, manymak ŋarra dhu dhäkay-birrka'yun dhuwali ŋarirri'?” Ŋayiny Djarrakthuny ŋanya gurrupar ŋarirriny' yurr nhanŋu guthirkawnydja ŋurruny mirithirr binydjitj, ga bäyŋun ŋayi ŋunhi nyaŋ'thurrnydja.
She saw Seagull eating fish and the little Oyster Catcher said, “Hey! Seagull, can I taste that fish?” Seagull gave her a fish but the oyster catcher had a small beak and she couldn't eat it.
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Raŋi-ŋupar ŋayi gan ŋunhi marrtjinany... bala ŋayi nhäŋala Miyapununhan, ŋayi gan gäywarr nyaŋ'thurr. Ga waŋan ŋayi bitjarr, “Miyapunu nhäthinya dhuwali gäywarrnydja dhäkay?” Ga ŋayiny miyapunuynydja lakaraŋal bitjarr, “Dhuwandja dhäkay gäywarrnydja gorrmur'nha mirithirra nhakun gurthan." Bala ŋayi barrarinan bili gorrmur'nha ŋunhi.
Along the beach went Little Oyster Catcher then she saw Turtle eating a jellyfish. Little Oyster Catcher said, “What does jellyfish taste like, Turtle?” Turtle replied, “This jellyfish is very hot like fire.” Little Oyster Catcher was afraid because it tasted hot.
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Yow, marrtjinan ŋayi gan ga baralaw ŋayi ḏuwaṯthurr bala nhäŋala djandanhan ŋayi gan nyaŋ'thurr miyapunu mapu'. Ga waŋan ŋayi Djanda nhanŋu bitjarr, "Way, djäl nhe miyapunu mapuw'?" Ga ŋayiny buku-bäkmaraŋal bitjarr, "Ŋe… ŋarra dhäkay-birrka'yun ga?" Ḻukanany ŋayi ŋunhi mapuny' bala gaṯthurra nhanukal ŋurruŋura!
Little Oyster Catcher went over the sand dune and saw Goanna eating turtle eggs. Goanna asked the Little Oyster Catcher, “Hey! Do you want a turtle egg?” Oyster Catcher replied, “Yes, can I taste the turtle egg?” When she ate the turtle egg it got stuck on her beak!
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Ga marrtjin ŋayi gan guṉḏamirrikurra, bala nhäŋala ŋayi gomunhan ŋayi gan ŋaraka nyaŋ'thurr bala ŋayi waŋan bitjarra, “Nhaltjanna nhe ŋuli ga ŋarakany ḻuka?” Ŋayiny gomuny waŋan bitjarra, "Goŋdja ŋarra dhuwal ḏäl mirithirr ga wirrkthundja ŋarra ŋuli ga mirithirr yan, ga ŋanaktja ŋarra ŋuli marrtji ḻarrmaram ŋarakaŋurnydja miyapunuŋurnydja." Bala ŋayiny gan ŋunhi nhäŋal ganarrthaŋala bili bäyŋu nhanŋu goŋ wirrkthunaraw.
Little Oyster Catcher walked along the rocks and saw Hermit Crab eating a turtle shell. Oyster Catcher said, “How do you eat the shell?” Hermit Crab replied, “My hands are very strong, and I scrape it hard and peel the skin from the shell.” The Little Oyster Catcher looked at the scraps, but she didn't have hands to scrape with.
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Ga ḻuku ḻupthurr ŋayi gapulil bala nhäŋal ḻaḻuny ŋayi gan ŋäṉ'kaw yaw'yurr munatha', ga guṉḏa mala ḻaw'-ḻawmaraŋal ḻirray nhanukiyingal. Bala ŋayi waŋanan, “Ḻaḻu wanhal nhe ŋuli ga maypalnydja maḻŋ'maram?” Ga ŋayiny ḻaḻuny waŋan bitjarr, "Munatha'ŋur djinawa'." Bala ŋayi gan ŋunhi guthirkany birrka'yunminan yurr ŋurruny nhanŋu ŋunhi dhumbuḻ'nha maypalwuny märranharaw.
Little Oyster Catcher put her feet in the water and saw Tusk Fish digging up clams in the sand and rock with his teeth. Little Oyster Catcher said, “Tusk Fish, where do you find the clams?” Tusk Fish replied, “Under the sand.” Oyster Catcher tried but her nose was too short to get the clams.
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Djuḏum'mirriykurr munatha'kurr ŋayi gan ŋunhi marrtjinany, bala ŋayi nhäŋala manhdhapiḏin… ŋayi gan gaḻ'yurr munatha'kurr, nyaŋ'thurr marrtjin djuḏum'. Ga ŋayiny manhdhapiḏiny waŋan nhanŋu bitjarr, "Ŋay'', dhäkay-birrka'yun nhe dhu dhuwal djuḏum' munatha'?" Ŋayiny ŋäkul ŋanya bay'nha.
Through the muddy sand went Little Oyster Catcher then she saw Mangrove Slug, he was crawling through the mud and eating it. Mangrove Slug asked Oyster Catcher “Here, you want to try this mud?” Little Oyster Catcher ignored him.
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Marrtjinany ŋayi gan bala nhinanan warraw'ŋura warwu'-wapthurra, bala marrtjin ŋäthinan ŋäṉḏi'mirriŋuwnha. Yaka wiyin'tja... bala ŋayi ḏäwa'yurra bala nhäŋala ŋäṉḏi'mirriŋunhany ŋayi marrtjin dhuryurra.
Little Oyster Catcher went to the shaded area and sat, feeling emotional, then she started to cry for her mother. She hadn't sat long before she saw her mother gliding towards her.
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''Nhäŋalnydja ŋayi ŋanya bala maṉḏa marrtjinan maypalwun. Milkuŋala ŋayi ŋäṉḏi'mirriŋuynydja nhanukal wanhal maṉḏa dhu ḏiyamu buma.
When she saw her they both went to collect shellfish. Her mother showed her where to find and catch pipis.
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Bumara-a-a maṉḏa ḏiyamuny dharrwakuŋala, bili ŋurruny nhanŋu ŋunhi ḏäl maypalwuny märranharaw. Bala manda gan nyaŋ'thurra… ga dhäkaynydja ŋunhi dhapirrknha dhika!
They got lots of pipis because her beak was just right to collect those pipis, then they ate them and they were delicious!
