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Co ja poradzę, że mam to wszystko po angielsku...

Na pociechę może fragmencik?

20.10. – possibly (Sarah Cartwright)

What dreadful – I don’t even know how to name that thing. My thoughts are all jumbled as I try to organise them. One moment we were walking through the crowded market square, in the next some people grab us, pack on animals like rolled blankets and ride out into the unknown, in the desert, with us two as their booty. Their hands were dreadful, their faces were dreadful, their voices were dreadful. They pulled us with them like slaves day and night, looked us over as though we were little better than some horses or what...

I still don’t know where those two men came from. I saw two horses gallop straight into us, spooking the horses and unnerving the camels, then some force grabbed me upon one of them as Eve was lifted on the other one just as suddenly, and the horses carried us to safety.

Or so we thought. I’ve prayed for help from dear, dear Father – what must he be enduring! – but it doesn’t seem as though they are taking us to him. The younger of the men is called Khaled, the older one is Ahmed. We are sitting in a tent, I and Eve. By some chance, I have both our diaries. Eve is too shaken to write. Beside the capture and the inhuman treatment before, Khaled began kissing her when they’d brought us here. I wouldn’t let him hurt her so I hit him like Dad had taught me. That Ahmed pushed me to the ground, and then, when I was ready to fight both of them – silly, I know, but what else was I to do? – they thankfully left.

Eve is very shaken, so am I. There must be some way to escape and find Father, there must be at least one way and I’ll find it, not yet, not today maybe – but I’ll find it.

Ewelina

Kim jest Sarah Cartwright? Nie wiem jeszcze Sad

Ona i Eve sporo przeszły. I jeszcze te karesy ... W każdym razie są porządnie wystraszone, ale planują ucieczkę. Czyli nie tracą ducha ... o ile dobrze zrozumiałam ...

Rika

Sarah nazywa się Cartwright ale dalej nie wiem czy córka, czy synowa Laughing

Bardziej mi pasuje na córkę. Tylko chyba mówiłaby Pa a nie Father? Confused

To ja proszę o dalszy ciąg, skoro Ewelina już gotowa Wink

AMG

Znajcie moje dobre serduszko Cool

[20.10.] (Khaled)
[the date is chronicler’s supposition, original dates given according to a different calendar]

Today we saw slave dealers; they kept two white women with them. I don’t like slave dealers. We took the women away before they could stop us and we brought them to our camp and in our tent.

Ahmed had the dark-haired one, and I the blond one. She looked so vulnerable in my arms that I kissed her. She tastes sweet and her body feels good. It was created to lie in my arms, it fits so perfectly.

Then someone pulled my arm away and a fist hit my chin. I saw stars as bright as the sun when my head hit the ground. I heard angry voices and I saw Ahmed throw the dark-haired woman on the ground. It was she who hit me. There is fire in her eyes. She has the spirit of a fighter.

I moved towards the blond woman again and she cowered from me. I didn’t want to hurt her. The dark-haired woman shielded her, holding her fists ready. Ahmed said they were scared of us and they should be left to rest. So I left them. We made a small new tent for ourselves.

Tonight I cannot sleep. I think of the blond woman and how well she fits in my arms. She would feel good by my side now.

I think of white women, European women. Some of them said it is indecent to hold a woman like I held the blond one. Indecent was wrong. They spoke of respect, too.

Women like beautiful things. They like it when a man says they are beautiful. I can give her very many dresses, jewellery and camels; I can show her respect. I want to have her without force. I want her to come to me by herself.

Rika

Czy mogłabym prosić o rozszerzenie czasu akcji? Laughing

Tak, żeby oprócz godziny była jeszcze data? Ile Joe ma tu lat?
Ale Sarah i tak mi się podoba, niezależnie od tego, czyją jest ciemnowłosą córką Wink

AMG

Rika

To ja wiem! Ale dopiero na końcu Razz

Widziałaś kiedyś cierpliwą kobietę?!

Ewelina

No proszę, coś w stylu "Sahary" albo "Szejka". To cały czas aktualne. Facet wie, co lubią kobiety - ciuchy, biżuteria, szacunek ... tylko na wielbłądach chyba kobietom mniej zależy ... no, chyba, że któraś bardzo lubi zwierzątka Smile

AMG

Rika

Ależ wielbłąd też może być! Jak facet wie takie rzeczy:

Rika

AMG

Najwidoczniej Razz

AMG

Żeby nie było za dużo naraz, to idzie połówka tekstu (wpisu), potem dokleję resztę.
Przy okazji, jak u Was z francuskim?...

Second day with Khaled – probably 21.10.(Sarah)

Today, he came into our tent again. I wasn’t about to allow him to hurt Eve further. I must have looked funny, now that I think of it – standing there with my fists clenched and my dress dirty and torn. He had a funny look on his face, anyway. The good thing was that he stopped and didn’t try to approach us. He said something in his language and Ahmed came in. He brought some kind of oriental dresses, and Khaled gestured for us to take them. All the dresses looked suspiciously, well, uncovering, only one or two of them more decent. Honestly, I’d prefer something of the kind that he had on. It must have protected from the wind, the sand and surely from the scorching sun.

Khaled eyed me with amusement, and I must say I didn’t trust that look. He said something to Ahmed; the big man reached for something and produced a fabric similar to that of Khaled’s clothes. Khaled smiled at me and indicated each part of the cloth, saying “pour tete”, “haut”, “inférieure part”. As far as I know my French, he must have meant the turban for the head, top part and trousers. The language can be our chance for communication.

He chose a dress – the most decent one, to give him the benefit of the doubt – and handed it to Eve. She stayed behind my back and looked distrustful, so I decided to take the dress for her. Khaled looked hesitant but handed it to me, gazing intently at Eve. He seemed to stop smiling from then on, and soon left the tent with Ahmed. After a moment, some of the women came in. I still suppose it’s a kind of harem that Khaled keeps. Ahmed looks like a eunuch to me; that only confirms my suspicions.

[...]

Rika

AMG

"produced a fabric" - wyciągnął materiał. Produce jako wyjąć, pokazać.