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A Last Meal to Share
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The soil cracked under the sun, and the crops struggled to grow. Day after day, Toma watched his farm with worry. His harvest was poor, and soon his storage hut held only a few remaining yams—barely enough to last him for a few days. One evening, as the sky turned orange and the birds flew home, Toma sat outside his hut, staring at his last meal. It was a small pot of boiled yam with a little palm oil. He sighed softly. “This is all I have,” he murmured. “Tomorrow, I do not know what I will eat.” Just as
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Isaiah
Kwame
