Through the long grass a cobra glided toward the dark-eyed little girl as she lay in the garden, reading. Silently it slithered behind her, raised its head, spread its threatening hood. As her father, looking up from his book, saw the cobra swaying above her, he whispered a tense warning not to move. Realizing that some danger lurked behind her, she stayed quite still until the snake slid away into the grass. From that day on, her superstitious mother was sure that a great destiny awaited the little girl, for there is...
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