HOPE in his heart, a hoe on his shoulder. Thats life in the morning for Wahani. Almost daily the middle-aged farmer would go out, not to farm the land, but to dig clay earth with which to make bricks for a living.

But that morning Wahani struck a hard object as he dug deep into the ground. It was a brick of unusual size. It was more than a span of the hand in width and three spans or 60 centimeters in length.

Wahani was startled. What he discovered