The Footprints in the Snow

Every snowy morning, Kwame saw fresh footprints in his backyard. They crossed from one side of the yard to the other. He never saw anyone make them. The footprints always appeared before he woke up.

Setiap pagi bersalju, Kwame melihat jejak kaki baru di halaman belakang rumahnya. Jejak itu melintasi halaman dari satu sisi ke sisi lain. Ia tidak pernah melihat siapa pun membuatnya. Jejak itu selalu sudah ada sebelum ia bangun.

One snowy Saturday, Kwame decided to find out who made them. He woke up very early and looked out his window. It was still dark outside. He waited by the window and watched the yard.

Pada suatu Sabtu bersalju, Kwame memutuskan untuk mencari tahu siapa pembuatnya. Ia bangun sangat pagi dan memandang keluar jendela. Di luar masih gelap. Ia menunggu di dekat jendela dan mengamati halaman.

After a while, a man walked across the yard. He carried a bag over his shoulder. Kwame recognized him as Amos, a neighbor from two houses down. Kwame opened his back door and stepped outside.

Beberapa saat kemudian, seorang pria berjalan melintasi halaman. Ia memanggul sebuah tas di bahunya. Kwame mengenalinya sebagai Amos, tetangga dua rumah dari rumahnya. Kwame membuka pintu belakang dan melangkah keluar.

"Excuse me!" he called. "Can I ask you something?" Amos stopped and turned around, surprised.

"Permisi!" serunya. "Boleh saya bertanya sesuatu?" Amos berhenti dan berbalik, terkejut.

"I'm sorry," Amos said. "I didn't mean to wake you." "It's okay," Kwame said. "I just want to know why you cross my yard every morning."

"Maaf," kata Amos. "Saya tidak bermaksud membangunkan Anda." "Tidak apa-apa," kata Kwame. "Saya hanya ingin tahu mengapa Anda melewati halaman saya setiap pagi."

Amos smiled. "I deliver the newspapers on this street," he said. "My usual street is closed for repairs right now. Your yard is a quick way to reach the next block."

Amos tersenyum. "Saya mengantar koran di jalan ini," katanya. "Jalan yang biasa saya lewati sedang ditutup untuk perbaikan. Halaman Anda jalan pintas menuju blok berikutnya."

"That makes sense," Kwame said. "I thought it was a mystery." Amos laughed. "No, just an old man with a heavy bag," he said.

"Masuk akal," kata Kwame. "Saya kira ini sebuah misteri." Amos tertawa. "Bukan, hanya seorang bapak tua dengan tas yang berat," katanya.

Kwame thought for a moment. "I can leave the side gate open for you," he said. "It will be a simple path for you."

Kwame berpikir sejenak. "Saya bisa membiarkan pintu pagar samping terbuka untuk Anda," katanya. "Jalannya jadi lebih mudah."

"That's very kind of you," Amos said. "Thank you, Kwame."

"Anda baik sekali," kata Amos. "Terima kasih, Kwame."

The next morning, Kwame watched for Amos again. When he saw Amos cross the yard, he opened the door. He waved, and Amos waved back and continued down the street.

Keesokan paginya, Kwame menunggu Amos lagi. Ketika melihat Amos melintasi halaman, ia membuka pintu. Ia melambaikan tangan, dan Amos membalas lambaiannya lalu melanjutkan perjalanan menyusuri jalan.