GRANDMA'S BAOBAB TREE TALES

Every evening, as the sky dipped below the horizon, little Maya would curl up at her granny's feet. The air was thick with the scent of jasmine, and Maya's ears were thirsty to hear another one of Grandma's stories. Tonight, Grandma decided to share a tale about the mighty baobab tree. She said that the tree had arms that reached deep into the soil