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- I will not.It is not your banana.
- You are not eating it
- But the skin is tart. It tastes bad.
- You foolish boy, remove the skin,
- Don’t touch my puppy.
- My puppy.
- Ambo, his seven year-old brother, awoke crying. Nana Elang could be heard patiently calling him to thekitchen. Later he came down with a ripe banana in his hand.
- Enough, father, enough. Don’t beat it anymore
- He ate the banana without peeling it. He took a big bite and swallowed it with exaggerated relish. The rest of the banana vanished in his mouth.
- They are mine! “Ifeed them and I can do anything I like with them.
- Ambo played with the other puppies, but he soon grew tired of them. He wanted the black-spotted one. He sidled close to Baldo and put out a hand to caress the puppy nestling contentedly in the crook of his brother’s arm. But Baldo struck the hand away.
- The puppy attempted to follow them, but Tang Ciaco caught it with a sweeping blow of the piece of firewood. The puppy was flung into the air. It rolled over once before it fell, howling weakly. Once more TangCiaco raised his arm, but Baldo suddenly clung to it with both hands and begged him to stop.
- Tang Ciaco pushed Baldo toward his mother. The boy tottered forward weakly, dazed and trembling. Tang Ciao, then faced the curious students and neighbors who had gathered by the side of the road. He yelled at them to go away. He said it was none of their business if he killed his children.
- Baldo and Ambo searched among the tall corn for the body of the dead puppy. When they found the dead dog, they buried it in one corner of the field. Then they covered the dog with soft earth and stamped on the grave until the disturbed ground was flat and hard again.With difficulty, they rolled a big stone on top of the grave.
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