I Am Not a Witch Page #2

and kilometres.

Your Royal Highness, without further ado,

allow me to introduce to you

our new member of the community.

They are very happy indeed.

Why are you so surprised?

This is your new member.

Aren't you happy?

What's happening?

Hey, hey, hey!

Get her, get her, get her!

Elders, please, please.

Your Royal Highness.

Can you imagine?

Get her!

Bring her!

Get her here!

How can you run away?

Bring her here.

A little child like you,

causing us all this trouble...

You should be grateful.

What's wrong with you?

What's wrong with her?

Look at her, look at her, look at her!

Go, keep going!

Run. Run.

So, working together, witches,

civil servants...

and you are now becoming civil witches.

We are saying...

you should teach this girl

how you live as witches

in cooperation with the Government.

Now, I want you to sing that song

we always sing on these occasions,

so she feels welcome,

like we usually do.

Where's that woman that leads?

We're soldiers for the Government

and we're used to it

We're used to it and don't get tired

We're soldiers for the Government

and we're used to it

We're used to it and don't get tired...

Stand up, little girl.

I believe the ladies

have explained everything.

Now it's up to you,

whether to be a goat or a witch.

If you choose to be a goat,

cut the ribbon.

But, if you choose to be a witch,

keep your ribbon intact.

Then you'll join this witch camp.

- Mannaseh!

- Sir?

Bring the knife.

Here's the knife.

Go into that little house.

In the morning,

we'll know which you've chosen.

Go.

Make some noise, ladies.

Hello.

Is there a witch in there?

Yes, there's a witch in here.

Come out, you witch!

There is the witch.

Come out, come out, come out.

What I'm doing here is just

a little bit of scarring.

It'll heal quickly. Don't worry.

It's just like a tattoo I'm giving you.

Don't worry, it'll heal.

They're just tattoos.

They will heal.

Don't worry, you don't have to be scared.

Don't be scared.

They are just like little cuts.

I'll put some of this on

to make it heal quickly.

That Certain Female

I'm exhausted, I can't.

Mr. Tembo!

How can you wake me up

this early for work?

Mr. Tembo!

You're so mean, Mr. Tembo.

How can I go farming? I'm too tired.

- Mr. Tembo!

- This is too much.

You, little girl.

You're so lucky.

Mrs. Dettol only had

a short ribbon, like this.

She couldn't turn around.

She couldn't go anywhere.

You're really lucky,

you have a long ribbon.

You're free to go this way and that,

you can go here and there

with your long ribbon.

You're so lucky.

You should be eating.

This girl...

I've named her Shula.

Shula!

It's a nice name.

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