Buli Series 7 - Counting in Buli

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Hello folks, it's been a while. It seems many of us are getting tired of the word game. Today I bring you numerals. Learn how to count in Buli and how to count your money the Buli way!

Ni ngaangaa! Maa puusi wai-miena ale a jam Buli karungku la. Ku a nye ase ti yega a boroa jiag kama ale wienga zamsika la. Dila nying, jinla, taa zamsi ka ba laa chiini dii Buli po la ate ti pa chiini Gaana ligra nga. 
    • Pillimka karungku abo dela
    • Karung kui ale sai buye la (A-D) bo dela
    • Karung kui ale sai buta la (E-H) bo dewa
    • Karung kui ale sai bunaansiwa la (J - L) bo dela
    • Karung kui me alaa sai bunuwa la (M -  Ngm) bo dela
    • Karung kui ale a sai buyuebi la me (Ny - P) bo dewa

        Buli chiina (Counting in Buli)

      

Wanyi

1

One

Baye

2

Two

Bata

3

Three

Banaansi

4

Four

Banu

5

Five

Bayuebi

6

Six

Bayopoei

7

Seven

Naaning

8

Eight

Neok

9

Nine

Pi

10

Ten

Pi-le-wanyi

11

Eleven

Pi-le-baye

12

Twelve

Pi-le-bata

13

Thirteen

Pi-le-banaansi

14

Fourteen

Pi-le-banu

15

Fifteen

Pi-le-bayuebi

16

Sixteen

Pi-le-bayopoei

17

Seventeen

Pi-le-naaning

18

Eighteen

Pi-le-neok

19

Nineteen

Pisiye

20

Twenty

Pisita

30

Thirty

Pisinaansi

40

Forty

Pisinu

50

Fifty

Pisiyuebi

60

Sixty

Pisiyopoei

70

Seventy

Pinaanung

80

Eighty

Pineok

90

Ninety

Kook

100

One hundred

Kobsiye

200

Two hundred

Kobsita

300

Three hundred

Kobsinaansi

400

Four hundred

Kobsinu

500

Five hundred

Kobsiyuebi

600

Six hundred

Kobsiyopoei

700

Seven hundred

Kobsinaaning

800

Eight hundred

Kobsineok

900

Nine hundred

Tusidi / Tusiri

1,000

One thousand

Tusa-ngaye

2,000

Two thousand

Tusa-ngata

3,000

Three thousand

Tusa-nganaansi

4,000

Four thousand

Tusa-nganu

5,000

Five thousand

Tusa-ngayuebi

6,000

Six thousand

Tusa-ngayopoei

7,000

Seven thousand

Tusa-naaning

8,000

Eight thousand

Tusa-neok

9,000

Nine thousand

Tusa-pi

10,000

Ten thousand

Tusa-tusidi/ miliyong

1,000,000

One million

 You are almost done. Here is a treat! 

Old Ways of Counting

Kaan

1

One

 N’le 

2

Two

N’to

3

Three

N’na

4

Four

N’nu

5

Five

N’yueb

6

Six

N’poei

7

Seven

N’naaning

8

Eight

N’neok

9

Nine

N’pi

10

Ten   

        
 
OR

N’yeni

1

One

N’yaaga

2

Two

N’tooga

3

Three

N’naasi

4

Four

N’nuusi

5

Five

N’yuebi

6

Six

N’poei

7

Seven

N’naaning

8

Eight

N’neok

9

Nine

N’piiga

10

Ten 


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