OGWULE is a serene place until a crocodile snaps and devours a fisherman about to cast his net. That would have been enough if that was the only death but more deaths followed from children to hunters and warriors and now, once lively Ogwule becomes a place of terror. The king exhausts all options to kill the crocodile (called GBUDU by the villagers) and since unsuccessful advises his people to stay away from the OGWULE RIVER. Just in between his speech the reptile appears unto land and the people disperse. Now they discover that are not only unsafe in the river but also on land. ENOGA, CHIEF BULUS’ maid, detests the crocodile for how hard it had made the king and his subjects work, but she still feels she can tame the crocodile despite the failure of warriors to kill it. She goes to the river with a bag of meat, calls and speaks to the beast… At first the beast appeared harmless as it listens to all that she said until she feeds it from her bag of meat. The reptile takes the meat from her hand (the hand-out) and also grabs the hand together with it unto the river. Enoga could only cry. In the river she tries another strategy. She hits at the eyes and with the irritation the animal vomits her. No one had ever escaped from the jaws of the animal prior to this. After healing, Enoga did not give up despite taunts and more deaths that were seen as revenge by the crocodile for even trying to exterminate them. She tries another strategy which completely fails on first instance. The crocodile trap she had built was not only underestimated in length. It was also weak. She catches Gbudu when she rebuilds it but just as the villagers celebrate her, another crocodile appears on land. Everyone runs off, Enoga is dropped from high up the shoulders of the men who had lifted her up in excitement. Now the villagers find that there are many crocodiles. The battle resets as traps do not help. The village is now desolate. People left every day. The others turn to the Chadda River which is dirty and shallow. In one of her visits to this river an idea occurs to Enoga as she watches a fisherman throw his net. She would cage the river! It will be an uphill task but the villagers volunteer to help. Bamboo poles are erected along the boundary till the river is ringed on every side. Now when the crocodiles are caged and immobile beyond the river, it is not so much a case of the maid being the heroine as everyone has put his hand into work to get this done: from the standby hunters to little children who carry a stone, stick or a twig. They cage the beasts, find a way to still use the river water and now have a tourist centre where they can go to play. Truly there is a hero in everyone.