long long time ago, along the River Nile was a village called ‘Promethius’. The village was blessed with abundant natural resources. The village folks men were very simple people who toiled hard to earn their livelihood. They were hardworking and industrious. Every morning at the break of dawn, men and women would get up early in the morning. After completing their set of daily chores, they would pack food for themselves and leave for their fields. They would work untiringly in the fields throughout the day to ensure healthy production of crops. After working hard during the day time, during night time the village men and women would assemble in the community hall located right in the middle of the village. They would light a bonfire and sing and dance happily around the fire. The community hall would resonate with sounds of laughter, merriment and chuckles of children playing…
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