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Amina was travelling to her home in the village,the only transportation she could use was a bullock cart, it was a very slow moving cart despite its two big wheels.
She was expecting her first child any day, she took a terrible risk going to see her parents so close to giving birth, she was confident she’d make it home.
The driver of the cart assured her she’d be fine ,he’d take her to her parents home in a jiffy, the cart and the bulls were rolling along on the uneven dirt road of the village, hours and minutes were passing faster than the driver and his bullock cart, suddenly Amina felt a sharp pain, she didn’t know what it was,her husband noticed she looked very sickly,he kept yelling at the driver to hurry up, but the poor man was trying his best, he talked to the bulls he gave them a kiss but the bulls were going down the road leisurely.
Then it happened what Amina and her husband feared most the baby was going to be born in the cart, Amina’s pain became more and more frequent.
She gave a loud scream, the driver looked back, stopped and said a prayer, then all one could hear was the cry of the infant!
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