For the umpteenth time, the elements made their presence known, unleashing their anger on mankind. The thunder ferociously clapped, warning man of the enormity of its strength. The lightning, not wanting to be outdone, unrelentingly flashed its brightness. It sent shivers down the spines of the adults. The young ones scuttled under the folds of their mothers’ skirts. The pregnant women uncomfortably shifted as their tiny babies jerked within them. Something eerie and sinister smelt in the air. The feeling was unmistakable. As expected, the lights were out, adding to the blackness which was only occasionally broken by the lightning. Suddenly, the cry of a man’s voice in agony cut through the night. The old women shook their heads and grasped their breasts. They pitied the motherhood. The men spat on the brown earth, murmuring in their throats. The cry of pain went on for a while and abruptly came to an end. Almost as a signal, the raging storm stopped, and calmness was restored