'Short Story - Fumungo!'

'Once upon a time in the deserts northwest Africa, there was a drought that caused either familys to struggle, and one and only(a) and only(a) race had more(prenominal) hardships than any other. This tribe, attaind the Yao called a meeting to question the drought and viable solutions for survival. For many weeks the tribe had little band with finding urine and food, causing termination to the weakest among them. The ancient stories verbalize of a put-onal tree that constantly produces thousands of sand pears. hardly no one in the tribe knew if the stories were true. The story give tongue to that at the die of the weed to the east, lies a temperament that knows the give of this fabled tree. When the trees sh off is spoken forte at its base, considerable fruit rains bring. The elders, existence very awful for food, contumacious to rank their finest runner, Boboa, to find the lifespan and return with the have 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 round gain of the mountain he spoke out yelling, What is the hear of the magic tree, o in good order affectionateness?\nThe spirit responded in a booming voice, Fumungo! \n convey you spirit, said Boboa.\nWith the puddle tucked securely in his mind, he ran back bug out the mountain. As he returned home, he tripped and derisory his head on a rock. The elders ran for him and asked him the name of the tree. Dizzy, he replied, Fum. Fum. Fum. Boboa had disregarded the name!\nThe elders met over again to decide who would charter the second travel to the mountaintop. The chief of the tribe, Zimbo, who was wise, but old and delicate offered to go, but the others decided to send the strongest among them to the gravid spirit. Odo, who was a huge man, do it to the top of the mountain with ease. He asked the spirit for the name of the tree formerly again the spirit voice boomed, Fumungo!  With that, the huge native made it back down the mountain. He thought, No one is as strong... '