Short Story - Fumungo!

Once upon a time in the comeuppance North Africa, there was a drought that caused all tribes to struggle, further ace tribe had to a greater extent hardships than any other. This tribe, severalised the Yao called a encounter to discuss the drought and feasible solutions for survival. For many weeks the tribe had modest luck with finding irrigate and food, causing death to the weakest among them. The ancient stories round of a witching(prenominal) tree that always produces thou spinal columns of sand pears. But no one in the tribe knew if the stories were true. The fabrication verbalise that at the tip of the circle to the east, lies a quality that knows the refer of this fabled tree. When the trees earn is spoken aloud at its base, abundant fruit rains down. The elders, existence very desperate for food, discrete to air their finest runner, Boboa, to find the tonicity and return with the bring in of the tree. The side by side(p) day, Boboa ran as fast as his musc led legs could take him. He sprinted up the mountain thinking of what a hero he would be when he returned. When he reached the tip of the mountain he spoke out yelling, What is the name of the trick tree, o mighty tactile property?\nThe spirit responded in a booming voice, Fumungo! \nThank you spirit, said Boboa.\nWith the name tucked hard in his mind, he ran sticker down the mountain. As he returned home, he tripped and smashed his sharpen 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 over again to decide who would invite the second journey to the mountaintop. The point of the tribe, Zimbo, who was wise, but old and imperfect offered to go, but the others decided to send the strongest among them to the great spirit. Odo, who was a huge 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 boome d, Fumungo!  With that, the capacious native made it corroborate down the mountain. He thought, No one is as strong...