Days went by, and my life in Africa had begun to take on a well-defined physiognomy: in the morning I had school lessons and conversations with my friends via Skype, while the afternoon I moved toward Pride Rock, to be in the company of Mufasa, Sarabi, Sarafina and all the other lionesses.

In a short time I had become a remarkable member of the pride, and the lionesses and the King respected me.

Only Scar seemed adverse to me: when I reached the cliff and Mufasa welcomed me, the skinny lion scuritinized bothered us, and every time he looked at me I felt that his green eyes perforate me from side to side.

Apart from that, my new life went on normally and safely...

One night, Mufasa asked me to spend the night at Pride Rock.

It was a Saturday, so the next day I didn't have school.

I ran straight to the lodge to ask permission from my parents, who agreed.

So I prepared a sleeping bag, flashlight, machete and insecticide and walked towards the "house" of the pride, where the King, Sarabi and Sarafina awaited me together the other lionesses.

Sarabi and Sarafina's bellies were swollen almost to the point of bursting, and the Queen came to me and asked me:-Kijana, I feel pain in the stomach...In your opinion it's normal?

There I pondered a bit up and I said: -Well, I would say that in your situation it is...The queen told me:-I'm very nervous for the birth of my son...In your opinion what is missing at birth?

-According to me, it might be born already close, maybe in the next few days-I commented-And I'm sure you'll be a great mother, as will Sarafina, who is in your same situation.

Sarabi, reassured, smiled at me and went back to the pack.

Then, after a couple of hours, Mufasa decided that the time to sleep: I spread my sleeping bag, I tucked it inside and protected from lionesses, I fell asleep quickly.

I didn't know what would happen that night yet...

About at 4:30 am, I felt a wet tongue bathe my face.

I awoke and instinctively pointed the flashlight in the face of the lioness who had awakened me.

-Ah!-complained Jua, hit in the eyes by the beam of light-Why did you do that?!

-Ops, sorry Jua!-I apologized, then I looked out from a cliff crevice.

I noticed that the sky was clearing, and in the sky there were only the Morning Star, and a few others.

-Why have you wake me up so early?-I asked

-King Mufasa want to see you-communicated two-color eyes lioness-He says that it's urgent!

I ran quickly to the king, with half an idea of what was the reason for the call.

My thoughts were confirmed:-Sarabi went into labor-said me Mufasa, agitated-She has specifically requested your presence, because she wants to help her give birth...

I had never given birth to a lion cub, but I agreed immediately:-All right, Mufasa, I'll do as you say!

Having said that courses in the cave/delivery room of the cliff, where I found Sarabi panting heavily.

As soon as he saw me, the Queen smiled and sighed:-I knew you were coming, Kijana!

-When you need me, there are always!-I answered.

-What should I do?-she asked, agitated.

-First, keep calm-I said-Then you must breathe more slowly and push...

-Ok, I'll do as you say...-agreed the Queen

After an hour of labor, thanks to my aid, Sarabi gave birth to her son.

I took him in her arms: it was a beautiful male, with ocher fur as the father.

At that moment, the sun decided to come out, and the young lion, struck on the face by the light, opened his eyes: they were amber, just like those of her parents.

I walked over to Sarabi:-Congrats, have given birth to a beautiful cub!

-Thanks, Kijana-she sighed, tired but happy

I coursed to warn Mufasa, who joined us in the cave to greet his son.

-You have thought about names for him? -I asked for new parents

-In fact, no-said Sarabi

-Would you like to choose his name?-asked Mufasa

I thought it a bit, I observed the pup who enjoyed toying with my finger and then decided:-His name will be Simba...

The King and the Queen looked to me:-It's a beautiful name-commented Mufasa.

-I knew you wouldn't disappoint us!-exclaimed Sarabi.

Mufasa then motioned to an hornbill:-Zazu, go to call Rafiki, so we can make the presentation!

-Yes, Sire!-obeyed the bird, flying away

-What is it? -I asked alluding to the "presentation"

-Now you will see it...- said Sarabi, mysterious

Zazu returned after a short time, accompanied by a baboon with the face full of bright colors

-I present Rafiki to you, Kijana-announced Mufasa

The baboon reached out his hand, and I hugged it.

Rafiki then took Simba, bringing it outside, on the rocky outcrop.

Me and the two Royals followed him, and I was left breathless under the cliff, in the crisp African dawn air, each animal species of the savanna known eagerly awaited the prince's christening.

Rafiki appease them right away: split a pumpkin, christened Simba and picked him up, showing it to all creatures, who bowed.

They were all happy, even animals (zebras, antelopes, buffaloes, wildebeest) that sooner or later the young lion would have to hunt...

A few hours later, while Simba was asleep in my arms, he received notice that Sarafina was going into labor.

Also I helped her, giving her the same advice I had given Sarabi that night.

Even in an hour bore Sarafina: this time it was a female, about equal to the mother, including blue eyes.

Sarafina, unlike Sarabi, he had already thought of a name: Nala

After being congratulated for choice, I approached the little lioness to Simba, who woke up and watched her curiously.

Since that day, the pride had two new members...

With the permission of Mufasa, I returned to the lodge, but not before hearing a single sentence of a discussion between the King and Scar:-That mangy cat is my son, and your future king!-said Mufasa, angrily.

From this sentence I realized that sooner or later, for the cub, it would be serious troubles

TO BE CONTINUED...