Saturday in the Garden

Roedd hi'n fore Sadwrn braf yn yr ardd.

It was a fine Saturday morning in the garden.

Aeth Aled allan gyda Nain a phecyn o hadau.

Aled went out with Gran and a packet of seeds.

Wnaethon nhw glirio man bach ger y ffens.

They cleared a small space near the fence.

Plannodd Nain tatws, ac roedd Aled yn hau hadau moron a letys.

Gran planted potatoes, and Aled was sowing carrot and lettuce seeds.

Rhoddodd Nain can dyfrio i Aled a dweud, "Paid â rhoi gormod o ddŵr."

Gran gave Aled a watering can and said, "Don't put too much water."

Dechreuodd hi lawio'n ysgafn, ac roedd arogl pridd ffres yn yr awyr.

It began to rain lightly, and there was a smell of fresh soil in the air.

Gwelodd Aled malwen yn cropian tuag at y letys.

Aled saw a slug crawling toward the lettuce.

"Be' wnawn ni?" meddai Aled yn bryderus.

"What shall we do?" said Aled anxiously.

Cododd Nain y falwen yn ofalus a'i rhoi y tu ôl i'r sied.

Gran carefully picked up the slug and put it behind the shed.

Ar ôl y glaw, daeth yr haul allan, ac roedd gwên ar wyneb Aled.

After the rain, the sun came out, and there was a smile on Aled's face.

Rhoeson nhw labeli bach ar y rhesi: tatws, moron, a letys.

They put small labels on the rows: potatoes, carrots, and lettuce.

Roedd dwylo Aled yn fwdlyd, ond roedd e'n hapus iawn.

Aled's hands were muddy, but he was very happy.

Meddai Nain, "Bydd popeth yn tyfu os wnei di ofalu'n dda."

Gran said, "Everything will grow if you take good care."

Bob nos wedyn, roedd Aled yn mynd i wirio'r egin bach cyn mynd i'r gwely.

Every night after that, Aled went to check the little shoots before going to bed.