not to be confused with the poisonous snake by the same English name. Perhaps mamba should actually translate into “deadly.” —The Traveler “I DON’T UNDERSTAND. What was your teacher telling me?” Jade and Jelani had left the mondo-mogo’s hut and found a quiet, shady place outside of the palisades to sit and talk. Biscuit had taken his dinner, a scrawny chicken that Jade had paid dearly for, to an even more secluded spot thirty yards away. “When the crocodile is on land, he is not as powerful as in the water, where he is hidden,” said Jelani. Jade shook her head. “I understand that much. But I don’t understand why your teacher told it to me. Is your village being plagued by a crocodile? Has it taken some of the women when they draw water?” “We have no trouble with a crocodile. Not now, though many have died that way in years past. Now the women have for many months gone down to the river in large groups, trumpeting like elephants. They beat the water with poles and they throw rocks while they take turns washing or filling their jars.
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