The sun rose gently over the land of Burkina Faso. It was a beautiful morning. The air was cool, and birds were singing softly in the trees.
Along a smooth tarred road, a long convoy of black vehicles sped down the highway. In the middle of the convoy was the president’s car strong, shiny, and well-guarded.
Inside, President Ibrahim Traoré sat dressed neatly in his traditional clothes, reading through some important documents. He looked up and spoke to his assistant. We must reach the capital in two hours. This meeting is important for the…Read Full Story Here……
