Anansi and the Yam Hills
Once in a before time, there lived an old woman who had magical powers. Her name was 5. She was also so evil that some people called her a witch. 5 hated her name. No one knows why her parents named her the number 5. When she was a child, other children would make fun of her name. Sometimes when she was within earshot, they would look out the corner of their eyes and giggle as they said. Give me 5!"
Once in a before time, there lived an old woman who had magical powers. Her name was 5. She was also so evil that some people called her a witch. 5 hated her name. No one knows why her parents named her the number 5. When she was a child, other children would make fun of her name. Sometimes when she was within earshot, they would look out the corner of their eyes and giggle as they said. Give me 5!"
They would slap their hands with a quick handshake and burst out laughing. This taunting always made 5 angry.When she grew up, 5 decided to put an end to the name-calling. So, she created a weird spell. "Anyone who says '5' will drop dead,” she said. Then she changed her mind. “From this day on, anyone who says ‘5’ will disappear,"
This spell immediately caused a problem in the country. No one could say that number again
without disappearing. Children could no longer recite their five times tables. People had to drop
the word 'five' from their vocabulary. In 5’s village, the unlucky number was no longer 13.
Once a customer asked a merchant, “How much is that blue T-shirt?” “That shirt is 5 doh... ” Suddenly there was a loud “SWOOSH!” before the merchant could finish
his sentence. He disappeared right in front of the dumbfounded customer's eyes!
A crafty spider named Anansi lived in 5's village. He had heard about the witch’s spell. Times
were very hard. Anansi was not a farmer and he had no food at all to eat. His wife and children
were starving. Since Anansi was small, and not a very good worker, he could only rely on his
brain to get whatever he needed to survive. He said to himself. "Things are tough, boy! I must make this witch's spell work for me".
Anansi went to the road that led to the village's marketplace. He chose a spot on the side of the
road where everyone on the way to market would have to pass. There, near a large Guangu
tree, he decided to pile up five mounds of the rich brown soil. These mounds he called "yam
hills". In the top of each yam hill, he planted an African yellow yam. Then he drove a stake next
to the yam on which its vine could grow. Anansi carefully watered the yams until each one began
to sprout.
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