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Making Sugar
The ox was set up on the wooden spoked sugar cane grinder. There was a well-trodden circle surrounding the grinder where the ox walked to pull the spokes around as Mama and Gabriel fed the cane through. A brown juice dripped down into a V-shaped ramp and collected in a pot below. Later we cooked the juice into the most delicious lump I have ever tasted. We ate boiled plantain, with a root called Malanga, and the meal was completed with a half of avocado each, it was delicious.
When I returned to my hut, I noticed I was feeling slightly off-colour, I put it down to the hard work and recent long walk. After I had finished my nightly routine of picking off the ticks from my body, I fell into a deep sleep listening to the men playing the drums in the rhythm of a heartbeat.
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