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- It was sunrise at Nagrebcan. The fine, bluish mist, low over the tobacco fields, was lifting and thinning moment by moment.
- In the early morning the puppies lay curled up together between their mother's paws under the ladder of the house. Baldo, about ten years old and stood straight on his bony legs, descended the ladder.
- Baldo, after descended the ladder bends down, reached for the black-spotted puppy. He held it to him, stroking its soft, warm body. He rubbed his face against that of the dog.
- My puppy. My puppy. You are a foolish puppy. Foolish, foolish, foolish
- Nana Elang, the mother of Baldo, appeared in the doorway with handful of rice straw. She called Baldo and told him to get some live coals from their neighbor.
- Get two or three burning coals and bring them home on the rice straw. Do not wave the straw in the wind. If you do, it will catch fire before you get home.
- Okay mother.
- When Baldo came back with the rice straw, Nana Elang had already prepared the rice in the pot and pots for the mess of vegetables and fish.
- No.
- There is the fire, mother. Is father awake already?
- I will not. It is not your banana.
- Baldo, once again, went to play with the puppies. Meanwhile, Ambo, his seven year old brother, awake crying. Nana Elang called him to the kitchen and later came down with a ripe banana in his hand. He ate the banana without peeling it.
- You are not eating it.
- You foolish boy, remove the skin.
- But the skin is tart. It taste bad.
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