It all began one fateful afternoon. Amara, armed with her infamous curiosity, decided to investigate her neighbor's backyard. Word had gotten around that Obinna, the neighbor, bathed behind a flimsy bush because he couldn't afford a proper bathroom. Amara, ever the village spy, couldn't resist.
She crept closer and closer until - BAM! - her foot slipped on a wet stone. She tumbled into the nearby stream with a dramatic splash. As if her fall wasn't enough, her wrapper decided it had seen enough of the day and floated away, leaving her stark naked in the water.
The commotion attracted a crowd, and before Amara could recover, half the village was there, pointing and laughing.
"Amara, what were you looking for? Did you find it?" shouted one of the villagers.
"Next time, use binoculars instead of your legs!" another teased.
Amara, red-faced and furious, gathered what dignity she could (which wasn't much) and fled the scene.