It was early evening. The Smith family were sitting outside enjoying the smell of boerewors on the braai.

“Dad! Please hurry up!” Hayley moaned. “I’m soooo hungry!”

“Here you go!” her father said a little while later as he handed Haley two pieces of boerewors sausage twisted together. It looked just like a little man.

“A boerewors man!” said her mother and laughed.

Hayley opened her mouth to take a big bite.

“No!” cried a deep voice. “You can’t eat me!”

Hayley jumped up and let go of the Boerewors Man.

“You … you can talk!” she stuttered.

“Of course I can talk!” The little man got up and brushed himself off. “And you can’t eat me!”

“But I’m starving!” Hayley complained.

The Boerewors Man took one look at all the people sitting outside, then he ran across the yard and squeezed under the gate!

“Catch him!” shouted Hayley.

The Smith family followed Hayley out the gate and ran down the road after the Boerewors Man. They passed another family out walking their dog.