Many years ago, a wicked witch named Five lived in an old hut in the deep dark jungle. She had always hated her name and planned to get revenge on anyone who would say it.

Five...Five...What kind of name is that even? Why couldn't my parents have given me a normal name, like Stephanie or Gladys or Margery Minerva Linda Lee McLain?

Five then set about conjuring up a spell that would cause anyone who said her name to turn into a slimy toad.

From outside her window, Anansi the spider, who was a well known trickster, overheard the spell and planned to use it to his advantage.

Say....This could

work out for me!

The next day, Anansi was walking up the path with a bag of potatoes when he met with Mr. Rabbit, who was carrying a bag of carrots over his shoulder.

Hello, Mr. Rabbit.

Would you care for some 

potatoes for your family?

Yes, please.

If you can guess how many

piles of potatoes I have,

I'll let you keep one.

Why, thank you!

One, two

three, four,

five!

POOF!

Ribit,

ribit.

Well, tough luck,

looks like the carrots

and the potatoes are mine now, heh heh.

Anansi wandered a little bit farther until he met with Mrs. Mouse, who was carrying a bag of peas over her shoulder.

Hello, Mrs. Mouse.

Would you care for

some potatoes for 

your family?

Yes, please.

If you can guess how

many piles of potatoes 

I have, I'll let you keep one.

Why, thank you!