Folklore

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There was so much around us out on the land. I recall while strolling with my grandmother one time, a substance resembling ‘chilli’ on a twig. Fascinated, I pointed and touched the twig with the orange stain. My grandmother would say, ‘leave it alone! That’s a baby’s stool’. I literally believed it back then.

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Folklore by Anna Bella Solomon

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Folklore

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