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From “Fighting Extreme Weather Across Africa” · ages 6–10
A young drummer and a wise elder help their island village rebuild after a cyclone.
On a group of islands off the coast of East Africa lived Juma, a lively young boy from the Mwani tribe. Among the whispering coconut palms and the dancing blue-green waves, Juma's adventures had a beat all of their own.
These islands are called the Quirimbas archipelago. Each island is like a shining jewel floating in the sea. They were Juma's very own playground. There, the waves danced happily, and the islands whispered secrets to anyone brave enough to explore them.
Young Juma, as snug as a bug in a rug, loved to play his drum. His tunes skipped and twirled across the island, giggling like cheeky fairies. They matched the heartbeat of his people. Oh, how they boomed and hummed! Each rhythm was like a secret language, a happy song for everyone.
Juma felt very close to nature, as close as the old mangrove trees that grew all around the island. His love for nature was as old and strong as the roots of those tall trees.
On the island of Quipaco, Juma was looked after by Remizio, the wise and respected elder. Oh, the stories Remizio knew! He kept the secret stories of their people. With a twinkle in his eye, Remizio would ask Juma to sit beside him. Then he would tell him about their history and traditions. These were never written down, but passed on by word of mouth.
One day, the calm sky changed. Dark, stormy clouds covered it like a thick blanket. The air felt tingly and tense, as if it was warning everyone that a big storm was on its way.
Then the cyclone came, whizzing and banging, whirling and twirling across the islands. What a mess it made! Oh, the chaos! Houses rattled and shook, and roofs flew through the air as if they were playing hopscotch.
Homes and gardens were soaked right through, down to their roots. People worried about how they would earn a living. A flood had crept in like a sneaky trickster, reaching out its watery fingers to grab everything it could.
It wasn't just the houses that were flooded. It was as if the river had decided to play a trick. People's hearts felt heavier than their soggy gardens, and they wondered what would happen next.
In all the chaos, Juma held on tightly to his drum. Its familiar beats made him feel safe and calm.
Old Remizio, the wise man of the village, gathered everyone together. He shared his wonderful secret: using mud to stop the wind from blowing away the roofs of their huts during cyclones.
Remizio's clever words and Juma's lovely music brought the villagers together. Their hearts were as warm as freshly baked pastries. With a twinkle in their eyes and lots of determination, they rebuilt their homes. They also brought joy and hope back into their hearts.
Juma's fingers danced on the drum. His hands moved so fast they were a blur! Every tap and every roll made an amazing beat. He was a true master of the drum. It was a gift from the spirits of his ancestors.
Remizio's mud kept the roofs on, and Juma's music kept spirits high. If a cyclone was coming to your island, what would you do?
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