One sultry afternoon, a man stood before his house with his young child. He looked to his left and right and upon seeing the vastness of the expanse of land before him, he contemplated what he would do with "the remnant of my building plot". The sun was hot and cold trickles of perspiration ran down his back. He smeared the seeping sweat on his forehead with the back of his hand. Heat. An idea dropped...
Then he said, "son, i have a plan for this land. I shall clear it and make huge ridges and plant cassava and fertilize it. And as it quite obvious, the fertility of the soil will occasion a bountiful harvest", the son's face was blank, he continued "then i shall sell the produce and buy myself a strong horse to take me wherever i want". Now, there was a bright light in the eyes of the child and he exclaimed "father! You really want to buy a horse? That's great. When you buy it, i shall be the one to ride it" then he made to demonstrate_ktpa_ktpa_ktpa_ktpa_
The father's face turned black and anger swept over him. "What!" he exclaimed, "you mean you will ride my horse like that!"
And in annoyance he started beating his son. In the scuffle that ensued, he killed the child.
