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Watermelon Eating Contest with Baba Jamal Growing
Food and Eating Good By Baba Jamal Koram Ó1999, 2004 In many places around the world, a lot of folks grow their own food and in theses places of food growing there are food-growing contests, like who can grow the biggest head of cabbage, the largest ear of corn, the most pyramidic pumpkin, and the most massive melon. Along with these growing contests there was always eating contests too. In fact, one time, in the village of Eutawville, South Carolina, they were having a melon eating contest - - a watermelon eating contest. But no one had ever seen a watermelon the size of what was rolled up to the square. Folks were sure that there wasn’t an eater around that could do any damage to dis watermelon. So all the big eaters were invited. Bruh Bear was there, Bruh Cooter came, Bruh Fox ran in, Big Mouth Water Moskin slid on in, Sis Deer and her cousin Antelope was there, Sis Cougar circled round, a whole host of folk came to eat up this watermelon, and win the prize, which was a first class trip to Zimbabwe, Africa. As a matter of fact, some of the animals escaped from the zoo to get to the contest. They wanted to get back home to Africa! Sis Elephant, Bruh Lion, Bruh Hippopotamus, Sis Rhinoceros, and all dem ‘scaped to the contest. Now we can’t leave the human out ‘cause dey was dere too. Bruh Kunta, Sis Caroly, Sis Sahira, Sis Patricia, Bruh Kalif, Bruh Omaru, Sis Binta and all dem folks from her job, this wasn’t a contest for no finger food eaters! But no one loved watermelon more than Baba Jamal the StoryMan. He was dere too. Well the contest started and one by one dese folk try to do damage to the watermelon. No one could put a dent in that humongous, red meat, seeded watermelon. What? You DID know that fruit should have some seeds in them, right? Well, everyone tried but with all of dem trying they only put a little hole in the side of this watermelon. Elephant use his tusks, Rhino used his horn, and all the human had knives and forks, and napkins trying to sing a work song If you like that watermelon Huh! Dig in eat up down to the rind If you like that watermelon Huh! Don’t leave nothing but seeds behind Wipe your mouth If you please Don’t forget To spit out the seeds If you like that watermelon Huh! Dig in eat up down to the rind If you like that watermelon Huh! Don’t leave nothing but seeds behind Finally, Baba Jamal said, “Y’all playing around with dis watermelon so - - I’m gonna miss my trip to Africa.” Looka here. I had a watermelon garden At the age of ten I grew large watermelons Never shared them with my friends Oh I gave them some other fruits and vegetables in time But y’all bear witness to what I say, dat watermelon was mine And when those melons were ripe and ready And large as a market hog I put my galoshes and rubber suit on like I was Going down in the bog I’d be in dat watermelon patch for just about Three of four days But when I emerged I was satisfied And my garden looked like a maze So y’all step aside with those tusks and forks And let a melon eater come in I’m gonna jump on dis melon like brown on rice Tear it up like a saint on sin So Baba Jamal put on a body bathing suit, swim cap and swim shoes and rubber gloves. He climbed up a tree, looked down on the top of that massive watermelon and jumped in! For two hours all you heard and saw was slurping, gurgling, belching and seeds flying out of that top hole! For two days, four days, one week Baba was in dat watermelon. Little watermelon plants started growing around it. On the seventh day, everyone heard a huge belch, and BAM! Baba Jamal was flung out of the watermelon at the same time it caved in. He had eaten the whole melon! When he came out, folks didn’t even recognize him. Oh, he wasn’t any heavier, but his hair was so long, with lovelocks. Of course those locks weren’t as long as Mavine’s but dey was long enough. Baba had a big smile on he face and all he animal and human friends gave him a great big cheer with high fives, and daps, and slaps and coogywahgy boogee woogee saalee maagee haagee dey! And later on dat day, dey drove him to the airport, so he could take his trip to Africa. All stories are the property of Baba Jamal Koram. All Rights Reserved. This stories may not be reproduced by any means. |
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