Take the chair

The old man held he staff as he looked rapidly at the four agile men standing before him, in their front was an old wooden chair covered with a red cloth. The old man cleared his voice
"You all will take the chair in turns and anyone who glues to the seat is guilty and will be punished severely" he paused peeping at them before he continued
"is there anyone that would like to say anything before we start?"

He waited for a response but he got none,
"Well, since no one has nothing to say we can now proceed"The old man said, his mouth quivering.
The young men took turns in taking the seat,each repeating the incantation after the old man whilst on the chair.
When it was the last person's turn,he was already fidgeting,he sat on chair, he had ideas racing in his head.
The native doctor started the chants as he repeated after him.
He made to stand up but couldn't,he had been glued to chair- he was guilty! ,His brother look at him with disappointment written all over their faces.Knowing they can't stop the tradition they left feeling dejected as ever.

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