« Cock was crowing. Sun was still in its nest. Moon was slowly going to bed. Darkness was kingly acting. Some people had already awoken. That was the time for Balna and his aunt to get up, make fire and fetch water. She had spent all her time putting him far from the household works, but in vain. He was bent on helping her. After those usual activities, he used to get ready to go to school. Very courageous at home in spite of their living conditions, Balna was also a good student. »
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