Sanandaj, Jewish: The Tale of the Jealous Neighbour

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Geoffrey Khan	Khan, Geoffrey. The Jewish Neo-Aramaic Dialect of Sanandaj. Gorgias Neo-Aramaic Studies vol. 10. Gorgias Press, 2009	Ḥabib Nurani	Jerusalem

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0:00	xa-waxtărá tatí yătùwaˈ xá ḥăkayát ḥăqéwa baqàn.ˈ hítwa-u lìtwaˈ mən-ʾəlhá biš-pìrˈ hìč-kas lítwa.ˈ mằni hítwa?ˈ xa-gorà hitwá.ˈ ʾéa gezə́lwa ga-pliyáw jangàḷ.ˈ ʾilanè gardə́qwa-uˈ kmèwaluˈ ga-ʾaḥrá zăbə̀nwalu.ˈ ba-d-éa zəndəgí kòlwale.ˈ ba-d-áy zəndəgí rába qănaʿàt kólwa.ˈ rába razì-yele.ˈ rába xòš-yele.ˈ lelăwáe kewa-òˈ belá yătùwa.ˈ xa-dána pút ḥălabí dóqwala ba-ʾilèf-uˈ dăélwa gàaf-uˈ yaléf naqḷìwa-uˈ baxtéf naqḷàwa-u.ˈ xòš-yela hăméša.ˈ xà šwáwa hítwaleˈ ràba dawlamán-yele.ˈ tajə̀r-yele.ˈ ʾó lelăwáe kewá-o belà,ˈ gbéwa yătúwa ḥăsā́b-u ktàbe holú.ˈ tá pəlgà-leleˈ xa-sáʿat bár pə́lga-lele yătùwa.ˈ hár qằreˈ hár ʾay-ḥăsā̀b kólwale.ˈ ʾó waxtằraˈ ʾay-maxširím lìtwa ke-ḥăsā́b hóli bàaf.ˈ čòrt-yela.ˈ čórt xa-məndìx-yelaˈ məndixáne gə́rd-yelu ga-pliyáw xa-sìm,ˈ dána dána ʾənyexáe ḥăsā̀b kolíwalu.ˈ ʾáy yătúwa lelè,ˈ ʾăwáḷ lelé gezəlwa-ó belà,ˈ xálef kxəlwalè,ˈ yătúwa ta-saʿătèˈ tré bár pə́lga lelè.ˈ ʾaná xamšà təmnéˈ mən-Ḥăbìb gbéna.ˈ xamšá təmné mən-Jèfri gbéna.ˈ təlḥá təmné m-Sàra gbéna.ˈ ʾarbá təmné ʾəzyó híwli baqàf,ˈ báqa Šəmʿùn.ˈ ʾənyexáe gbé yătú ba-ḥăsā́b mătewà.ˈ báxtef zíla ṭălăbèˈ kə́mra ʾā̀tˈ b-áy kŭ́le daraiòxˈ xor-ʾā́t hămešá ḥărík-e d-èa!ˈ ʾáy šwáwa didànˈ gezə́l ṣiwé mən-jangáḷ kmé zăbə̀nu.ˈ xa-rezá ləxmá-u guptá šăqə́l báqa yalèf-uˈ g-ay-pút dăél naqòḷe naqḷí baqèf.ˈ ʾā̀t ma-kolét?ˈ ʾáy baxtá-u ʾáy goràˈ băxeḷì lablíwa l-d-áy góra xét kéˈ ba-d-áy jóra zəndəgí kòl.ˈ míra daăká lá qoràlox!ˈ xá-yoma zíl lagèf-uˈ mìre báqefˈ míre flànakasˈ ʾā́t ba-d-áy zəndəgí ba-kā́r mayayòx kxə́l?ˈ hàlox.ˈ ʾaná jə́ns kəwná ba-ʾilòxˈ láble zàbneˈ ʿáyza kā́sbi hùl ta-nóšox.ˈ má kul-yóma gezét ʾay-jangàḷˈ ʾay-kŭ́le zaḥamtá garšèta-u?ˈ kmet-ó xamšá qărā́n kwilòx.ˈ ʾaná pùḷ kə́wna ba-ʾilóx.ˈ jə̀ns kə́wna ba-ʾilóx,ˈ se-zàbne!ˈ yomá ʾəmá šéqel puḷé tăḥèt.ˈ ʾó míre ṭòb.ˈ zíl lagèf-uˈ méle mtùle-uˈ ʾay-zíl jə́ns ləblè,ˈ jənsăké ləblé mătúle ga-xá tʷkaná zabnè.ˈ ʾáy-əč xír mangàl d-ó.ˈ bə́qăta ʾáṣər gezə̀lwaˈ jə́ns zăbə̀nwa-uˈ kălùwale.ˈ ʾéa xamšà qărané,ˈ ʾó təlḥà qărané,ˈ ʾó ʾarbà qărané,ˈ ʾó xamšà qărané.ˈ lelăwáe gbéwa hezə́lwa belàˈ tajərăkèˈ ḥăsabéf hawle-ó baqèf,ˈ hămə́r ʾəqrá zə̀bni,ˈ ʾəqrá-č puḷèf-ye.ˈ xét lá zàrb dăélwa ʾəláf-uˈ lá ba-putăkè dăélwaˈ ʾu-la yálef naqḷìwa.ˈ baxtéf míra báqa gorăkè,ˈ mìraˈ lá-gban ʾáy ḥăsā́b-u ktàbe.ˈ šòḷətle!ˈ se-báqa jangàḷ,ˈ ʾilanăkè mélu,ˈ zàbnu!ˈ ba-lăxá zəndəgì holét,ˈ dú ga-pulăké ba-naqḷèx!ˈ xa-waxtărá tatí yătùwaˈ xá ḥăkayát ḥăqéwa baqàn.ˈ hítwa-u lìtwaˈ mən-ʾəlhá biš-pìrˈ hìč-kas lítwa.ˈ mằni hítwa?ˈ xa-gorà hitwá.ˈ ʾéa gezə́lwa ga-pliyáw jangàḷ.ˈ ʾilanè gardə́qwa-uˈ kmèwaluˈ ga-ʾaḥrá zăbə̀nwalu.ˈ ba-d-éa zəndəgí kòlwale.ˈ ba-d-áy zəndəgí rába qănaʿàt kólwa.ˈ rába razì-yele.ˈ rába xòš-yele.ˈ lelăwáe kewa-òˈ belá yătùwa.ˈ xa-dána pút ḥălabí dóqwala ba-ʾilèf-uˈ dăélwa gàaf-uˈ yaléf naqḷìwa-uˈ baxtéf naqḷàwa-u.ˈ xòš-yela hăméša.ˈ xà šwáwa hítwaleˈ ràba dawlamán-yele.ˈ tajə̀r-yele.ˈ ʾó lelăwáe kewá-o belà,ˈ gbéwa yătúwa ḥăsā́b-u ktàbe holú.ˈ tá pəlgà-leleˈ xa-sáʿat bár pə́lga-lele yătùwa.ˈ hár qằreˈ hár ʾay-ḥăsā̀b kólwale.ˈ ʾó waxtằraˈ ʾay-maxširím lìtwa ke-ḥăsā́b hóli bàaf.ˈ čòrt-yela.ˈ čórt xa-məndìx-yelaˈ məndixáne gə́rd-yelu ga-pliyáw xa-sìm,ˈ dána dána ʾənyexáe ḥăsā̀b kolíwalu.ˈ ʾáy yătúwa lelè,ˈ ʾăwáḷ lelé gezəlwa-ó belà,ˈ xálef kxəlwalè,ˈ yătúwa ta-saʿătèˈ tré bár pə́lga lelè.ˈ ʾaná xamšà təmnéˈ mən-Ḥăbìb gbéna.ˈ xamšá təmné mən-Jèfri gbéna.ˈ təlḥá təmné m-Sàra gbéna.ˈ ʾarbá təmné ʾəzyó híwli baqàf,ˈ báqa Šəmʿùn.ˈ ʾənyexáe gbé yătú ba-ḥăsā́b mătewà.ˈ báxtef zíla ṭălăbèˈ kə́mra ʾā̀tˈ b-áy kŭ́le daraiòxˈ xor-ʾā́t hămešá ḥărík-e d-èa!ˈ ʾáy šwáwa didànˈ gezə́l ṣiwé mən-jangáḷ kmé zăbə̀nu.ˈ xa-rezá ləxmá-u guptá šăqə́l báqa yalèf-uˈ g-ay-pút dăél naqòḷe naqḷí baqèf.ˈ ʾā̀t ma-kolét?ˈ ʾáy baxtá-u ʾáy goràˈ băxeḷì lablíwa l-d-áy góra xét kéˈ ba-d-áy jóra zəndəgí kòl.ˈ míra daăká lá qoràlox!ˈ xá-yoma zíl lagèf-uˈ mìre báqefˈ míre flànakasˈ ʾā́t ba-d-áy zəndəgí ba-kā́r mayayòx kxə́l?ˈ hàlox.ˈ ʾaná jə́ns kəwná ba-ʾilòxˈ láble zàbneˈ ʿáyza kā́sbi hùl ta-nóšox.ˈ má kul-yóma gezét ʾay-jangàḷˈ ʾay-kŭ́le zaḥamtá garšèta-u?ˈ kmet-ó xamšá qărā́n kwilòx.ˈ ʾaná pùḷ kə́wna ba-ʾilóx.ˈ jə̀ns kə́wna ba-ʾilóx,ˈ se-zàbne!ˈ yomá ʾəmá šéqel puḷé tăḥèt.ˈ ʾó míre ṭòb.ˈ zíl lagèf-uˈ méle mtùle-uˈ ʾay-zíl jə́ns ləblè,ˈ jənsăké ləblé mătúle ga-xá tʷkaná zabnè.ˈ ʾáy-əč xír mangàl d-ó.ˈ bə́qăta ʾáṣər gezə̀lwaˈ jə́ns zăbə̀nwa-uˈ kălùwale.ˈ ʾéa xamšà qărané,ˈ ʾó təlḥà qărané,ˈ ʾó ʾarbà qărané,ˈ ʾó xamšà qărané.ˈ lelăwáe gbéwa hezə́lwa belàˈ tajərăkèˈ ḥăsabéf hawle-ó baqèf,ˈ hămə́r ʾəqrá zə̀bni,ˈ ʾəqrá-č puḷèf-ye.ˈ xét lá zàrb dăélwa ʾəláf-uˈ lá ba-putăkè dăélwaˈ ʾu-la yálef naqḷìwa.ˈ baxtéf míra báqa gorăkè,ˈ mìraˈ lá-gban ʾáy ḥăsā́b-u ktàbe.ˈ šòḷətle!ˈ se-báqa jangàḷ,ˈ ʾilanăkè mélu,ˈ zàbnu!ˈ ba-lăxá zəndəgì holét,ˈ dú ga-pulăké ba-naqḷèx!ˈ	Once my father sat and told us a story. There was, there was not, there was nobody more senior than God. Who was there? There was a man. He used to go to the woods. He used to gather (branches from) trees, bring them back and sell them in the town. He would make himself a livelihood by this. He was very content with this life. He was very satisfied and very happy. In the evening he would come home and sit. He would hold a metal can in his hand and beat it (like a drum). His children danced and his wife danced. Life was always happy. He had a neighbour, who was very rich. He was a merchant. He would return home in the evenings and had to sit and do the accounts and books. He would sit until midnight, an hour after midnight, still reading and doing the accounts. At that time there were none of those machines with which one does accounts. It was an abacus (that one used). An abacus is something (containing) things that were round on a wire. One by one he would calculate them (the accounts). He would sit at night. In the early evening he would go back home, eat his food and sit until two o’clock in the morning. ‘I am owed five tmans by Ḥabib. I am owed five tmans by Geoffrey. I am owed three tmans by Sarah. I gave her today eight tmans, (I gave also) to Šəmʿun.’ He had to sit and enter these things into the accounts. His wife went and criticized (him). She says ‘You, with all your property, you are always busy with this! This neighbour of ours goes and brings branches of wood from the woods and sells them. He buys a little bread and cheese for his children. He drums on the tin and they dance to it. What do you do?’ The woman and the man were jealous of the other man who lived in this way. She said ‘This cannot continue.’ One day he went to him (the neighbour). He said to him, he said ‘So-and-so, what use is this life to you? I shall give you some cloth. Take it and sell it. Take the earnings for yourself. Why do you go to the woods everyday and take all this trouble? You bring back (the wood) and they give you five qarans. I shall give money into your hand. I shall give you cloth, go and sell it! You will make 100 shekels in money a day.’ He (the merchant) said ‘Fine (that is agreed)’. He went to him, brought it (the cloth) and put it down (for him). He (the other) went and took the cloth, he took the cloth away to put it in a shop and sell it. He became like him (the merchant). Morning and evening he would go and sell cloth and write down (what he had sold): this one five qarans, that one three qarans, that one four qarans, that one five qarans. In the evenings he had to go home and give back to the merchant his accounts and say ‘I have sold such-and-such’ and (say) that his money was such-and-such. He no longer played on the drum, he did not beat the can and his children did not dance. His wife said to the man, she said ‘I don’t want these accounts and books. Throw it away! Go to the woods. Bring pieces of wood and sell them. Live a life here. Beat on the drum and let us dance!’

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xa-waxtărá tatí yătùwaˈ xá ḥăkayát ḥăqéwa baqàn.ˈ hítwa-u lìtwaˈ mən-ʾəlhá biš-pìrˈ hìč-kas lítwa.ˈ mằni hítwa?ˈ xa-gorà hitwá.ˈ ʾéa gezə́lwa ga-pliyáw jangàḷ.ˈ ʾilanè gardə́qwa-uˈ kmèwaluˈ ga-ʾaḥrá zăbə̀nwalu.ˈ ba-d-éa zəndəgí kòlwale.ˈ ba-d-áy zəndəgí rába qănaʿàt kólwa.ˈ rába razì-yele.ˈ rába xòš-yele.ˈ lelăwáe kewa-òˈ belá yătùwa.ˈ xa-dána pút ḥălabí dóqwala ba-ʾilèf-uˈ dăélwa gàaf-uˈ yaléf naqḷìwa-uˈ baxtéf naqḷàwa-u.ˈ xòš-yela hăméša.ˈ xà šwáwa hítwaleˈ ràba dawlamán-yele.ˈ tajə̀r-yele.ˈ ʾó lelăwáe kewá-o belà,ˈ gbéwa yătúwa ḥăsā́b-u ktàbe holú.ˈ tá pəlgà-leleˈ xa-sáʿat bár pə́lga-lele yătùwa.ˈ hár qằreˈ hár ʾay-ḥăsā̀b kólwale.ˈ ʾó waxtằraˈ ʾay-maxširím lìtwa ke-ḥăsā́b hóli bàaf.ˈ čòrt-yela.ˈ čórt xa-məndìx-yelaˈ məndixáne gə́rd-yelu ga-pliyáw xa-sìm,ˈ dána dána ʾənyexáe ḥăsā̀b kolíwalu.ˈ ʾáy yătúwa lelè,ˈ ʾăwáḷ lelé gezəlwa-ó belà,ˈ xálef kxəlwalè,ˈ yătúwa ta-saʿătèˈ tré bár pə́lga lelè.ˈ ʾaná xamšà təmnéˈ mən-Ḥăbìb gbéna.ˈ xamšá təmné mən-Jèfri gbéna.ˈ təlḥá təmné m-Sàra gbéna.ˈ ʾarbá təmné ʾəzyó híwli baqàf,ˈ báqa Šəmʿùn.ˈ ʾənyexáe gbé yătú ba-ḥăsā́b mătewà.ˈ báxtef zíla ṭălăbèˈ kə́mra ʾā̀tˈ b-áy kŭ́le daraiòxˈ xor-ʾā́t hămešá ḥărík-e d-èa!ˈ ʾáy šwáwa didànˈ gezə́l ṣiwé mən-jangáḷ kmé zăbə̀nu.ˈ xa-rezá ləxmá-u guptá šăqə́l báqa yalèf-uˈ g-ay-pút dăél naqòḷe naqḷí baqèf.ˈ ʾā̀t ma-kolét?ˈ ʾáy baxtá-u ʾáy goràˈ băxeḷì lablíwa l-d-áy góra xét kéˈ ba-d-áy jóra zəndəgí kòl.ˈ míra daăká lá qoràlox!ˈ xá-yoma zíl lagèf-uˈ mìre báqefˈ míre flànakasˈ ʾā́t ba-d-áy zəndəgí ba-kā́r mayayòx kxə́l?ˈ hàlox.ˈ ʾaná jə́ns kəwná ba-ʾilòxˈ láble zàbneˈ ʿáyza kā́sbi hùl ta-nóšox.ˈ má kul-yóma gezét ʾay-jangàḷˈ ʾay-kŭ́le zaḥamtá garšèta-u?ˈ kmet-ó xamšá qărā́n kwilòx.ˈ ʾaná pùḷ kə́wna ba-ʾilóx.ˈ jə̀ns kə́wna ba-ʾilóx,ˈ se-zàbne!ˈ yomá ʾəmá šéqel puḷé tăḥèt.ˈ ʾó míre ṭòb.ˈ zíl lagèf-uˈ méle mtùle-uˈ ʾay-zíl jə́ns ləblè,ˈ jənsăké ləblé mătúle ga-xá tʷkaná zabnè.ˈ ʾáy-əč xír mangàl d-ó.ˈ bə́qăta ʾáṣər gezə̀lwaˈ jə́ns zăbə̀nwa-uˈ kălùwale.ˈ ʾéa xamšà qărané,ˈ ʾó təlḥà qărané,ˈ ʾó ʾarbà qărané,ˈ ʾó xamšà qărané.ˈ lelăwáe gbéwa hezə́lwa belàˈ tajərăkèˈ ḥăsabéf hawle-ó baqèf,ˈ hămə́r ʾəqrá zə̀bni,ˈ ʾəqrá-č puḷèf-ye.ˈ xét lá zàrb dăélwa ʾəláf-uˈ lá ba-putăkè dăélwaˈ ʾu-la yálef naqḷìwa.ˈ baxtéf míra báqa gorăkè,ˈ mìraˈ lá-gban ʾáy ḥăsā́b-u ktàbe.ˈ šòḷətle!ˈ se-báqa jangàḷ,ˈ ʾilanăkè mélu,ˈ zàbnu!ˈ ba-lăxá zəndəgì holét,ˈ dú ga-pulăké ba-naqḷèx!ˈ

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Once my father sat and told us a story. There was, there was not, there was nobody more senior than God. Who was there? There was a man. He used to go to the woods. He used to gather (branches from) trees, bring them back and sell them in the town. He would make himself a livelihood by this. He was very content with this life. He was very satisfied and very happy. In the evening he would come home and sit. He would hold a metal can in his hand and beat it (like a drum). His children danced and his wife danced. Life was always happy. He had a neighbour, who was very rich. He was a merchant. He would return home in the evenings and had to sit and do the accounts and books. He would sit until midnight, an hour after midnight, still reading and doing the accounts. At that time there were none of those machines with which one does accounts. It was an abacus (that one used). An abacus is something (containing) things that were round on a wire. One by one he would calculate them (the accounts). He would sit at night. In the early evening he would go back home, eat his food and sit until two o’clock in the morning. ‘I am owed five tmans by Ḥabib. I am owed five tmans by Geoffrey. I am owed three tmans by Sarah. I gave her today eight tmans, (I gave also) to Šəmʿun.’ He had to sit and enter these things into the accounts. His wife went and criticized (him). She says ‘You, with all your property, you are always busy with this! This neighbour of ours goes and brings branches of wood from the woods and sells them. He buys a little bread and cheese for his children. He drums on the tin and they dance to it. What do you do?’ The woman and the man were jealous of the other man who lived in this way. She said ‘This cannot continue.’ One day he went to him (the neighbour). He said to him, he said ‘So-and-so, what use is this life to you? I shall give you some cloth. Take it and sell it. Take the earnings for yourself. Why do you go to the woods everyday and take all this trouble? You bring back (the wood) and they give you five qarans. I shall give money into your hand. I shall give you cloth, go and sell it! You will make 100 shekels in money a day.’ He (the merchant) said ‘Fine (that is agreed)’. He went to him, brought it (the cloth) and put it down (for him). He (the other) went and took the cloth, he took the cloth away to put it in a shop and sell it. He became like him (the merchant). Morning and evening he would go and sell cloth and write down (what he had sold): this one five qarans, that one three qarans, that one four qarans, that one five qarans. In the evenings he had to go home and give back to the merchant his accounts and say ‘I have sold such-and-such’ and (say) that his money was such-and-such. He no longer played on the drum, he did not beat the can and his children did not dance. His wife said to the man, she said ‘I don’t want these accounts and books. Throw it away! Go to the woods. Bring pieces of wood and sell them. Live a life here. Beat on the drum and let us dance!’