Side story 2: How did Babida become a lumberjack? (Read part 1)
Babida P.O.V
My name is Babida. Well, this is what my uncle Doda decided I would be called when he found me abandoned in the woods in a rattan basket covered with a blanket to keep me warm.
I was crying loudly and thus caught the attention of my uncle who was cutting off logs.
I was two months old when the woods cutter came to pick me up and cradle me so that I would stop sobbing and I did.
Since then he became my father…and my mother. However, he always preferred that I called him uncle Doda and I never asked him why.
He revealed to me the truth about how he became my parent when he was on his sickbed and was suffering from lingering diabetes.
I was a sixteen-year-old teenager back then and I had started learning from him how to fell trees and make logs.
