In the heart of Congo, in a small village where the sun was always bright and the people friendly, there lived Kabeya and his wife, Anifa. They were happy together and had a young daughter, Mireille.

Kabeya and Anifa wanted to celebrate their wedding anniversary, but they did not have enough money. When Kabeya went out to buy a gift for Anifa, he found that he could not afford anything that he thought was good enough for her. Back home, Kabeya saw his daughter Mireille decorating a small box with gold wrapping paper he had been saving for another occasion. Still thinking of his earlier disappointment, Kabeya lost his temper and scolded young Mireille for wasting the wrapping paper.

The next morning, Mireille gave Kabeya the decorated box. “This is for you, Daddy,” she said.

Kabeya’s anger resurfaced when he saw that the box was empty. “Don’t you know that when you give someone a present, there’s supposed to be something inside?” he yelled at Mireille…….

Since his teenage years, Mbwana had dreamt of becoming wealthy and retiring at age 45. Because of this, his friends gave him the nickname Dar’millionaire—short for Dar es Salaam’s millionaire.

Mbwana worked as a freelance delivery man. Pasted on the delivery box at the back of his motorbike was a portrait of Mohammed Dewji—the richest man in Tanzania—and the number 45 underneath it.

Mbwana worked hard, and he worked long hours. One day, a customer called him late in the night to make a delivery. Initially, he did not want to take the job, as it was about to rain. However, after some persuasion and a higher delivery fee, Mbwana agreed.

Mbwana was to deliver a package to an address in the posh neighbourhood of Masaki. “What a house!” whispered Mbwana, when he arrived at the address, and pressed the doorbell. Mbwana was shocked. The elderly man who opened the front door was Mohammed Dewji, the richest man in Tanzania.

Dela worked as an engineer for Kantanka Automobile, a prestigious car manufacturing company in the industrial city of Tema in Ghana. One day, the company’s president, Kwadwo Safo Kantanka, received an unusual complaint from Mr. Osei, a customer who had purchased a Kantanka K71 saloon car.

Mr. Osei claimed that every time he bought fried plantain (kelewele) from the night market, his car would not start. However, if he bought fried yams or any other food, his car would start without any issues. Intrigued by the peculiar nature of Mr. Osei’s problem, the president of Kantanka Automobile sent Dela to investigate.

Dela, a diligent and curious engineer, met Mr. Osei at his home. They agreed to drive to the food vendor together after dinner for several nights to observe the issue. On the first night, Mr. Osei bought fried yam, and the car started without a problem. The second night, he bought fried plantain, and as expected, the car refused to start.

In the sunny town of Gbarnga, near Mount Wuteve in Liberia, lived a humble shopkeeper called Jallah. He was well-known for his kindness and fair prices, making his shop a popular destination for people living in and around Gbarnga. Jallah had a loving wife named Sia, and two sons, Siaka and Tamba.

One day, a terrible storm hit Gbarnga, destroying Jallah’s shop and damaging much of his merchandise. Jallah was devastated, and his sense of self-worth plummeted. The villagers, however, continued to support Jallah and his family, reminding him of his exceptional service and the value he brought to their community.

As Jallah began rebuilding his shop, he struggled with feelings of inadequacy and believed he could never regain his previous success. It had taken years to grow his business and now he had to start all over again. Sia, noticing her husband’s pain, encouraged Jallah to seek advice from a wise woman named Ma Ellen.

In the small fishing village of N’daranka, on the coast of Senegal, there lived a fisherman named Ali. Ali loved fishing more than anything in the world. Every day, he would take his small boat out into the ocean and fish for hours, hoping to bring home a good catch for his family.

After years of fishing, Ali noticed that the waters close to his village were not as abundant with fish as they used to be. Increasingly, Ali had to go farther and farther into the ocean to catch enough fish to make a living. This meant that the fish he caught were no longer fresh by the time he returned to the village.

Determined to solve this problem, Ali decided to install a freezer on his boat to keep the fish fresh. To his dismay, his customers could taste the difference between fresh and frozen fish. They preferred the fresh fish, so Ali’s sales began to suffer.