The Birth of the Negro

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> It was long ago in the times before men.
> Deep in the continents of Africa there laid a bare desert, sands as far as the eye could see.
> One day, a storm had arisen over these lands, the water dampening the sand, receding it in massive slides, and lightning striking the dunes with drunken fury.
> When a bolt struck a particular dune, something odd had arisen, as the muddy sands dripped from it's figure, it was the Negro.
> It was a feminine figure, young and with vigor, with no man in sight.
> Around her laid her desert, the rain had spawned bushes of healthy fruit and flowers.
> She roamed among her new oasis, and came upon a strange green fruit, who's shell was hard, and insides soft and lush and red.
> She split it open and ate it, sucking feverishly on it's moisture, and licking it's excrement.
> From the substance laid black seeds, and as she ate these seeds, she bore her own fruit, her own children.
> These children were darker than she was, inheriting Melanin, giving them a radiance in the light much like the shelled fruit. They each bore their own juice, and some even held their own seed.
> These children who were born from the dunes were named The Din's Of The Dunes, or DinDu's for short.
> They went out to the rest of Africa and multiplied, far after their mother had passed into the Earth.
> And such is the story, of the Birth of the Negro.