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  A Refreshing African Story, From The Beaches Of Ghana West Africa

  My Story begins, when the plane was on land at Kotoko airport in Accra, the capital city of Ghana West Africa. I was so excited I couldn't find myself. I couldn't wait to get off the plane and experience the land of sunshine and beautiful beaches. I would not be disappointed.

The first thing I noticed about the beaches was that many of them had long rows of what I thought were Palm trees, but later found out were coconut trees. They are both in the same family of trees, but instead of clusters of palm nuts hanging from them, there were coconuts hanging from them. Just as you know, palm nuts are hard to find, like red crushed and drained, make delicious palm nut soup and also palm oil for cooking. A Coconut on the other hand is one of the most complete foods I know. It is said by some that it is the next best thing to breast milk for a baby. In this part of my African Story I have to give credit to a nutritionist and naturopath health specialists named El Shabazz from Atlanta who told me this. Coconuts are a welcome treat on a hot sunny tropical day. Outside is a thick green shell.

   In Ghana I found out that these were old dried up versions of coconuts. The real fresh ones are green on the outside and full of fresh cool refreshingly sweet water. They call it coconut water not coconut milk if I knew it.

 The coconut is opened with a machete or cutlass (as a Ghanaian would say). Some of the green shell is stripped away enough to expose the tan shell at the top. Then the coconut top is opened to create an opening to drink out of like a small barrel. After you drink the juice then the coconut is cracked wide open to expose the fruit (meat), which is nice and soft, often sweet to eat and energizing. What an experience. If you were to combine the water and the meat together and put it in a blender it is a great treat. It's a wonderful inexpensive and extremely healthy daily treat. 

 The longer I stayed, the more I discovered that I enjoyed in this tropical paradise. On any given day if you're standing on the shore of any beach in Ghana West Africa, you are bound to see fishermen at work. There are those on shore and those that take their fishing out on the sea. They have a way of working together in harmony in everything they do to accomplish their goal as a team. One of the ways they do that is through music. This leads us to the next part of my African Story:

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