It was obvious she did not know that people strange as these live in the jungle, a very strange jungle at that.
She stood still for a very long time rooted to a spot, confused.
Suddenly, the man she suspected she came to see came out from a hut strongly built with palm leaves. He was eight feet tall, with eyes painted round with white native chalk, and with various types of amazing beads tied around his neck. He looked at her for a long time, fixing his eyes steadily on her, “Come sit here, I am sure you came from a far distance.”
Paulis quickly sat on the long bench made with raffia palms, he showed her. She felt like she was on another planet on earth as she sat. Her heart was beating fast now; she tried to be bold but knew her nerves were failing her.
