MOON

Sitting by the fire, we looked up at the moon, and in the moon was a picture of a woman with a baby on her back. With great curiosity I asked my great aunt, "Auntie, is there a woman in the moon and a baby, or have I seen wrong? My aunt looked at me with a big smile and shook her head with a surprised face. She answered me by saying: "You know, son, in Africa there are many prohibitions and some people despise them so much. Let me tell you the story of this woman you see in the moon with her child and a pestle and mortar.