The hero of the village of Akiniface

one day, 12 people from the village of akiniface went to the town of maiyetega to beat wheat.

when they came home through the valley with bags and walking on a road through the cactus, one of them wondered whether everyone had returned from the city.

so he told the rest to stop and start counting.

because he forgot to count himself, only eleven.

"wait!" he shouted.

"there's one missing!" "who's missing?" asked a travel companion.

count it yourself, first answer.

but the second one, like the first one, forgot to count himself.

“you're right.

we only have eleven.

there's one missing, he says.

at that time, another person again counted everyone, but he also saw only 11 people on the road.

"ahhh!" he shouted.

"there's a man lost! he must have been taken by the leopard!" twelve people cried for lost friends.

finally, they returned to the village of akinifas, blaming themselves for failing to protect their companions.

"we should take good care of him." one in the middle says.

"yeah, we shouldn't leave him alone to eat!" the other goes on.

"and so big a leopard!" the third one said.

"it's a ferocious panther!" says the fourth.

"how brave he was to fight a leopard with his bare hands!" 5th shout.

"he's a warrior!" “one of the bravest of the tigrays,” the sixth of them says.

"he didn't even scream out of fear." "when we told his poor widow that such a good man had been killed by a group of leopards," the seventh said.

"his family is pathetic.

it's hard enough without it." the eighth one goes on sad.

“he is not only brave, but also noble and kind.” the ninth saying.

they so lamented their friends that they had come to the village of akinifas.

they cried into the village.

people came out of the house and they came up to them.

"alas, how unfortunate! we came back from maiye taiga city and something terrible happened on the way! then they said how the missing companion fought the leopards and died heroically.

listening people get excited and loud.

that's when a little girl walked in the middle of a flour bag.

these flour bags were placed on the ground by the people who came back from town.

she counted 12 bags.

"mom," she said, "here's 12 bags of flour." "leave me alone," the woman said, "a good man dead!" "mom," she said later, "here's 12 bags of flour, and there should be 12.

women count the bags without talking.

"here are 12 bags, then there should be 12!" she screamed.

the village chief began by returning from the town of maiye taiga.

"now they're 12," he said, "the lost are back." the villagers are yellingGet up.

"His hand beat the leopards, and now he's back." A companion said.

"He killed all the panthers with his bare hands!" Another shouted, "How proud we are now, this hero lives in our village!" This was followed by a great celebration, where they sang, danced, and held a big dinner.

Since then, a story has been circulated from generation to generation about a farmer in their village who, thanks to his bravery and strength, has been honoured throughout the village。