Saturday, March 12, 2011

The Door To The Baobab Tree

A great Baobab tree opened his heart to a hare, a hyena and me. The Hare was received a ruby because he was straight and true. The Hyena tried to steal jewels to his doom. Sensing my heart was true He renamed me "Da" or Door . "The stories of griot I give you... but alway tell true."  The Baobab Tree says. Now you know why I am "Da" Story Weaver!

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