Vietnam or Thailand ? Vote for the TOP Country of the Week !
Updated: July 11, 2025
Ipke worked hard. He helped Mary as much as possible. Whatever there was to do, Ipke was ready to do it. A few days later Mary looked out of her room. She saw Ipke. He was standing near a pot of boiling oil. A crowd of people stood around yelling and shouting. Chief Edem came up to the crowd. Then a man took a dipper and filled it full of boiling oil. Ipke stretched out his hands in front of him.
I have a place for you. You take this room here in my women's yard. It is for you." "Thank you, Chief," said Mary. It was a dirty, filthy room, but it was the kind of room all the people of Okoyong used. Mary cleaned out the dirt. She had a window put in. She hung a curtain over the door. While she was working a boy came up to her. "Ma Mary," he said, "I am Ipke. I want to help you."
Suddenly Mary knew what was happening. She rushed out of her house, but she was too late. Already the man had poured the boiling oil over Ipke's arms and hands. "Why have you done this?" asked Mary. Chief Edem said nothing. He turned and walked away. The other people also kept still. Mary took Ipke to her room. She put medicine on the burns. "Why did they do this to you, Ipke?" she asked.
Word Of The Day
Others Looking