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 Fluent Fiction - Afrikaans: New Year, New Bonds: A Vineyard Tale of Unexpected Connection Find the full episode transcript, vocabulary words, and more:fluentfiction.com/af/episode/2025-12-29-23-34-02-af Story Transcript:Af: Die son sak stadig oor die Kaapse Wynlande, tergend mooi soos dit sy laaste lig oor die druiflande drapeer.En: The sun sets slowly over the Kaapse Wynlande, teasingly beautiful as it drapes its last light over the vineyards.Af: Elmarie stap rustig tussen die bordewing se wingerdstokke deur, 'n glas wyn in die hand.En: Elmarie walks calmly among the rows of vines, a glass of wine in hand.Af: Haar voete trap stadig oor die klipperige paadjies, elke tree 'n mengsel van besluitloosheid en hoop.En: Her feet tread slowly over the rocky paths, each step a mixture of indecision and hope.Af: Die feesvieringe van Oujaarsaand roep haar, maar sy voel 'n behoefte om net 'n oomblik weg te wees van die skare, die geraas.En: The celebrations of New Year's Eve call her, but she feels the need to just be away from the crowd, the noise, for a moment.Af: Frans, tussen die stoutmoedige wyne en die belofte van 'n nuwe jaar, let haar op vanuit die skadu van die ou keldermuur.En: Frans, among the bold wines and the promise of a new year, notices her from the shadow of the old cellar wall.Af: Hy is gewoond daaraan om die skielike stories en persoonlikhede van reisigers te smee.En: He is used to crafting the sudden stories and personalities of travelers.Af: Maar hierdie aand wil hy meer, iets dieper vind.En: But this evening he wants more, to find something deeper.Af: Hy sien die begeerte in Elmarie se oë – die wense om die oomblik vas te gryp terwyl sy nie kan besluit watter stap om volgende te neem nie.En: He sees the desire in Elmarie's eyes—the wishes to seize the moment while she can't decide which step to take next.Af: "Sal jy van die spesiale oesjaar proe?En: "Would you like to taste the special vintage?"Af: " vra Frans, sy stem sag en warm soos 'n somerwind.En: Frans asks, his voice soft and warm as a summer breeze.Af: Elmarie stop, verras deur die vriendelikheid.En: Elmarie stops, surprised by the friendliness.Af: Hulle oë ontmoet en skielik voel die afstand tussen hulle minder tasbaar.En: Their eyes meet and suddenly the distance between them feels less tangible.Af: "Ja, ek sal graag wil," antwoord sy, haar stem 'n tikkie opgewonde.En: "Yes, I would love to," she answers, her voice a touch excited.Af: Sy stap nader, elke tree voel dieper in die ervaring van die wynlande se nalatenskap.En: She steps closer, each step feeling deeper in the experience of the winelands' legacy.Af: Die gedruis van die mense, die flonkerende liggies van die fees, bly agter soos die wêreld vir Elmarie en Frans kleiner word, rondom 'n eenvoudige tafel met 'n enkel bottel tussen hulle.En: The buzz of the people, the twinkling lights of the festival, stay behind as the world for Elmarie and Frans becomes smaller, around a simple table with a single bottle between them.Af: Frans vertel van die wyn se karakter – die balans van tanniene, die geur van kersie en eikehout.En: Frans talks about the wine's character—the balance of tannins, the scent of cherry and oak.Af: Maar meer as net die wyn, deel hy sy passie, sy storie.En: But more than just the wine, he shares his passion, his story.Af: Elmarie luister, haar eie stories ontvou soos die kurk van 'n nuwe bottel.En: Elmarie listens, her own stories unfolding like the cork of a new bottle.Af: Donker verteel stories van sy kinderdae.En: Donker tells stories of his childhood.Af: Hoe hy die verskuilde skoonheid in die wynbottels se geboë glasraam raakgesien het, soos 'n kunswerk wat elke keer nuut geskilder word.En: How he noticed the hidden beauty in the wine bottles' curved glass frame, like a piece of art painted anew each time.Af: Elmarie vertel van Johannesburg se vinnige ritme, van haar pogings om kleur en vorm betekenis te gee, 'n stilsame soeke na iets groter as haarself.En: Elmarie speaks of Johannesburg's fast pace, of her attempts to give color and shape meaning, a silent search for something greater than herself.Af: Soos die vuurwerke die lug versier, besef hulle dat hulle nie meer net vreemdelinge is nie.En: As the fireworks decorate the sky, they realize they are no longer just strangers.Af: Die wyn vloei vrylik, en hul lag eggo oor die stilte van die veld.En: The wine flows freely, and their laughter echoes over the silence of the field.Af: Een lag, dan 'n ander, en heel gou is dit onsinlik om te glo dat hulle ooit vreemdelinge was.En: One laugh, then another, and soon it becomes senseless to believe they were ever strangers.Af: “Ek sal terugkom,” probeer Elmarie verseker tussen hul vertellings.En: "I will come back," Elmarie tries to assure between their stories.Af: “Ek wil meer leer.En: "I want to learn more."Af: ”Frans glimlag, tevrede, en sê: “Daar is nog soveel lê op jou te wag, ek sal graag wil wys.En: Frans smiles, satisfied, and says, "...
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