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Monday, January 23, 2017

Short Story - Fumungo!

Once upon a time in the comeuppance North Africa, there was a drought that caused all tribes to struggle, entirely iodine tribe had more(prenominal) hardships than any other. This tribe, yelld the Yao called a merging to discuss the drought and attainable solutions for survival. For many weeks the tribe had poor luck with finding urine and food, causing death to the weakest among them. The old-fashioned stories mouth of a charming tree that always produces thou spinal columns of sand pears. But no one in the tribe knew if the stories were true. The write up say that at the net of the quite a little to the east, lies a philia that knows the fall upon of this fabled tree. When the trees notice is spoken aloud at its base, abundant fruit rains down. The elders, world very desperate for food, discrete to emit their finest runner, Boboa, to find the centre and return with the charge of the tree. The next day, Boboa ran as fast as his muscled legs could take him. He sprinted up the mountain thinking of what a hero he would be when he returned. When he reached the vellicate of the mountain he spoke out yelling, What is the name of the conjuring tree, o mighty temper?\nThe spirit responded in a booming voice, Fumungo! \nThank you spirit, said Boboa.\nWith the name tucked heavily in his mind, he ran stern down the mountain. As he returned home, he tripped and smashed his luff on a rock. The elders ran for him and asked him the name of the tree. Dizzy, he replied, Fum. Fum. Fum. Boboa had forgotten the name!\nThe elders met once more to decide who would submit the second journey to the mountaintop. The top dog of the tribe, Zimbo, who was wise, but old and washy offered to go, but the others decided to send the strongest among them to the great spirit. Odo, who was a great man, made it to the top of the mountain with ease. He asked the spirit for the name of the tree once again the spirit voice boomed, Fumungo!  With that, the g igantic native made it pricker down the mountain. He thought, No one is as strong...

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