The Mystery Wind

The Mystery Wind

Land of the Poor The people of Togo were very poor. They struggled to put food on their tables, and they struggled to put clothing on their backs. Their roofs leaked, and cold winds blew through the weak walls of their houses.

One young villager tried to help. Her name was Taba. She did what she could to make things better, but she was only one person. And while her deeds were good, they were never enough. “ If only I could do more to help my people, " she said, “ l would be the happiest girl alive. "

One day Taba was tending goats high on a hillside above the village. A sudden wind came whistling through the valley.

A Talking Wind The wind swirled around Taba. It was a warm wind, and it felt good against her skin. Then the wind began to speak to her in very hushed tones.

“ Taba, ” it whispered, “ I have come to fulfll your wishes. For weeks, I have blown high over the countryside, and I have watched as you have helped your people. I know how you feel, and I know you want to do more. I can help you. ”