Not so long ago there was dd, a living in a small hut by a canal. One man evenin after he had made fire for cookin and his dinner as usual, he laid down in th hut. As he was just about to fall asleep suddenly h heard an intrusive but curious noise from outside coming from a group of men and women walking and speaking in a language he could barely understand. Wanted to investigate, he stealthily tried to peep through the tiny hole on the wall of his hut. What the old man then saw was quite befuddling. He saw a group of people effortlessly catching fish with one bare hand. This strange activity gets even stranger as they were progressively catching one fish after another swiftly, interchangeably with both hands as if possessed with some arcane power. These strange people then grilled the fish on a bonfire not far from the old man's hut. But surprisingly even when the fire was about to smother out they were still catching more even fish, grilling them on a burned out charcoal and ngrily dined on the fish heads intestines and ngly witnessing this incident, the old uncle thought to himself uith were such a poor fire, those fish really cooke