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I went to an open place where people use to eat food. I ordered a plate of rice and plantains. We were many around the table eating, and there were children called almajiri going up and down.
Some of us were eating food for the first time in that place. One of us that was there, asked for water but noone responded to him. As he needed water and nobody gave him water because the woman and all her helpers have many costomers. He then stood up to get water for himself, coming back his food was not in the table. He then asked. Where is my food? All of us that were in the table with him were looking at him and also were surprised that his food was not there.
We wonder who carried his food? Asking the seller of the food she said that she didn't. As we were asking and looking for the food, behold the almajiris were at the corner fighting over the food as they were sharing the food and already eating it.
The man then charged and treating that he will not pay for the food. He accused the woman of allowing the almajiri to be there to Carry people's food. and the almajiris don't allow people that come to eat to have a breathing space. He also added that even his meat was still in the plate.
The seller of the food turned to the almajiris them and asked them why do they carried the food? They responded by saying that the man had stood up which means he has finished eating.
As I watched the drama that was going on, I then guide My own food well. When looking for water I carried my food in my hand. As I was eating, my phone rang. looking at the number that was calling me, behold it was a man I have been waiting for his call. I carried my food in my hand as I picked the call. While answering the call with one hand I hold my food in the other hand. As almajiris were still going around waiting for who will stand up for them to Carry there plate. Hello everyone! Thanks for checking my blog