Carlos told me the story of the Yellow-billed Kite and the Guinea fowl's needle. We were on our way back home one late afternoon, when Carlos pointed at the bird sitting in a tree. It was a Yellow-billed Kite: "Look at Mangatlu."
I glanced at the tree and the bird but quickly had to turn my attention back to the road again. The road was full of Guinea fowl and they were scratching about in the dust for a last titbit before retiring to their roosts for the night.
"You see those chickens, they have the problem. It is that one in the tree who is the problem. He wants to eat them. He told the parents this a long time ago".
He pointed to some half grown Guinea fowl in the grass next to the road shoulder. Their faces were still without colour and they seemed intent on watching the bird in the tree rather than eating.
"But Mangatlu (Yellow-billed Kite) did not always want to give Mhangela (Guinea fowl) problems. Him and those chickens lived nicely together in the old times. Marra one day the mother tarren-tarren (after the Afrikaans "tarentaal" for guinea fowl) asked Mangatlu if she could borrow his needle and thread. She wanted to make clothes for her children. Nice clothes with spots on it like those of the other big Guinea fowl. Then she promised Mangatlu that she will also fix his tail...