The Leopard and His Mother’s Teeth: A Congolese Folktale
In the heart of the African forest, where the air was thick with the scent of wild herbs and the rustle of unseen creatures, a clever Gazelle returned home from the market with a bag full of golden maize. The grains glistened in the afternoon sun, and soon, the aroma of boiling maize filled his small hut. As the kernels
