"A konkoran tore three pages."

Worokia told me she has a book so I asked to see it.

“You want to see it?”
“Yes. Where is it?”

She went into her mother’s house and returned with a 150-page book titled Rulings Pertaining to Muslim Women. She began flipping through the pages and “reading,” i.e. saying random numbers in English.

“Seven. Twelve. Go ahead, Binta, speak.”

She flipped to the front again, “The book is torn.”
 “Yes—who tore the page?”
“A konkoran. This page is also torn.”
“Yes.”
 “A konkoran tore three pages.”
“Only two. Look—one, two.”