Once upon a time there was a very poor man called Mzi.
“The children are hungry, and we have no money to buy food,” cried his wife, Pumla. “What are we going to do?”
“I will go hunting,” said Mzi. “If I can catch some guinea fowl, then we will have a tasty meal.”
Off he set into the veld with his catapult and some small stones. Soon he came across a fat guinea fowl in a clearing in the long grass…
