The Escape To Hajj ( First Story)

Chapter 3 Taghaza

After the commotion about the water, we continue walking and before I knew it, we were in hajj. I was jumping and singing but in my head of course. We find a camp in Taghaza. Tired I sit down to rest with Ghalen and Shanice. Ghalen, lying on the soft sheepskin cloth I secretly made while doing the hunting. And Im sitting with Shanice playing with her and the straw dolls. As I tend to lay down with Ghalen, I hear a very very loud grumbling noise. Scared I quickly go outside to see one of the other mothers outside also afraid. She turns to me and asks, Did you hear the loud grumble? I reply with a shaking voice, " Yes I did, it was very loud." I see a girl coming out of the same tent the mother came out of also terrified. She looked about 13, tall and a little chubby long cornrows. She was a very pretty girl. Soon I turn around to see most of the people who were going to Hajj also outside looking to see where that noise was coming from. Mansa Musa tells everyone to pack up their things again so we can leave. I suppose it was because he didn't want us to be crushed if it was a rock getting ready to fall. I quickly get my cloth and put Ghalen on my back and let Shanice wait next to me. I pack our things and go back outside. We walk until we see two roads going to each side. I look ahead seeing people arguing over which way to go. An old man yells" We go to the west now! Another one yells back" Don't be a fool, we need to go north!!" Mansa tells us to go to the north and we find a town made out of salt! Fascinated I walk around looking at this salt City! I see Shanice trying to grab a handful of salt and put it in her mouth. I quickly opened her hand for it to pour out. I scold her " Don't touch the salt or eat it, we don't even know if it's safe!. She bows her head saying sorry. I bring her in for a little hug and say " I forgive you sweetheart you are not in too much trouble."