The story-teller sat cross-legged in front of a small crowd of about anywhere from ten to fifteen
People. The crowd got about five more people on average of anywhere from five to ten minutes. The
Story was being told in a small village called Shina-Kinsfolk, or what we call Kinshasa now. Shina-
Kinsfolk spoke a language called Blakish, or what is now called Spanish. Shina-Kinsfolk were waiting
Go to a bigger town. But what the people didn’t realize was the other parts of the world were
Across huge bodies of water. Now once the God the people called Gitch-Maya overheard this. “You
Fools!” he bellowed.
