The man and the cactus

Once upon a time, in Africa there was the largest dessert called the Sahara desert. People who lived near that dessert thought that the dessert was cursed. Because whoever entered that desert never returned.

One day a group of travellers visited the village. The villagers showed them the whole village, but non of them took a step forward into the desert.

The villagers told the travellers folk tales about the desert. One of the travellers wanted to explore the desert. But the villagers warned him. Ignoring all the warnings, the brave man entered the desert.

He took a camel, a knife and a bottle of water with him. He walked continuously through the desert. All the water he brought had dried up.

The man walked and fell on the ground. He was so close to death as he saw a plant with thrones on it instead of leaves. The man crawled toward that plant. Using his knife he cut the plant and for his delight there was water in it. He drank the water and got all his strength back. He a piece of that weird plant with him.

As he reached the village, everyone was delighted to see him. The man showed that plant to everyone and told them what happened. the villagers told him that the plant was called the cactus.

The people weren't afraid of the desert again.

The End

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