One time I was with my brother and we went rock climbing in Africa. There was sand around mostly around all of the mountains . When we were rock climbing we were having so much fun while my little brother came upon a big rock and threw the rock down and a hit a man . At that point the rock hit his head so he suffered a concussion. We were going to be in big trouble because we were ages 7 and 9 . Kids our ages could not climb or rock climb. The mountain was 48 feet tall since me and my little brother Abdoul were good climbers. We got of the mountain climbing..

So we found out the rock hit my father’s friend Lancine. Me and my little brother made a big mistake. So me and Abdoul ran all the way home but first we called the ambulance. The ambulance came and took him to the hospital. The hospitals in Africa were not educated and known as the hospitals in America. So that we were so nervous but we were waiting for our favorite meal Loko in American they call it Plantains . When the police found out me and my little brother Abdoul they took us to the Police Station. They told us if we ever hit somebody with a rock and they know about it that they make us stay at the station for two weeks or a month.
So that is when me and my little brother never climbed a mountain in Africa again.