The shell is hard and inside is slimy with a very unusual taste. Indeed we are speaking about Grou Grou Boeuf (pronounced Groo groo gehff) and is also fondly known as Banga. The fruit cannot be obtained by climbing unless you like to be pricked and have a tendency to enjoy pain. In any case this tree was located in the yard of the Breakfast shed close to the Arima Boy’s Government school.
Every lunch time we would head to the breakfast shed to play because in the compound there were swings, jungle bars and the merry go round. We never had cause to try the food there because we always carried lunch to school. There were times when the "Groo Groo Beff" tree would bear fruit. One day things changed from fun to tears.
Every lunch time we would head to the breakfast shed to play because in the compound there were swings, jungle bars and the merry go round. We never had cause to try the food there because we always carried lunch to school. There were times when the "Groo Groo Beff" tree would bear fruit. One day things changed from fun to tears.
I have two sisters and one brother. One sunny day my sisters came to our school during the lunch period (can’t remember why they came over now). We started playing and ended up at the Breakfast shed. Some kids were pelting stones at Groo Groo Beff tree. There was a bunch of fruit and they were yellow. These fruit were not easy to dislodge. We got in the action pelting (all kids would try to get the fruit). Well one of the stones rebounded after hitting the body of the tree and smacked my sister on her head – Buss Head!
My sister screamed so much when the blood came down her forehead everyone came running over to see. I remember Miss Agard (school teacher) coming to her attention and at the same time chastising everyone for pelting stones at the Groo Groo Beff. My sis was bandaged up and sent on her way – my mother was not happy at all – that is another story.