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  1. that had been offered up to Allah for as long as anyone living could remember.
  2. as the nasal wailing of Kajali Demba, the village alimano, began calling men to the first of five daily payers
  3. Thin blue smoke went curling up pungent and pleasant over the small dusty village of round mud huts
  4. of porridge that was cooked in earthen pots over a fire built among three rocks.
  5. as other women of the village pounded cous-cous grain in their mortars, preparing the traditional breakfast
  6. the first sound the child heard was the muted, rhythmic bomp-a-bomp-a-bomp of wooden pestles
  7. it was an hour before the first crowing of the cocks
  8. and there was the prideful knowledge that the name of Kinte would thus be both distinguished and perpetuated.
  9. but also upon the parents' families;
  10. According to the forefathers, a boy firstborn presaged the special blessings of Allah not only upon the parents
  11. and he was bawling. the two wrinkled mid-wives, old Nyo Boto and the baby's Grandmother Yaisaw, saw that it was a boy and laughed with joy.
  12. o Omoro and Binta Kinte. Forcing forth from Binta's strong young body, he was as black as she was, flecked and slippery with Binta's blood,
  13. Early in the spring of 1750, in the village of Juffure, four days up-river from the coast of The Gambia, West Africa, a man-child was born