The World Ruler - Part 11

"I am very honoured, your Royal Highness!" smiled the Chocolate Maker while leading his guest of honour and his team into the private area of the house to make him feel more comfortable. His wife started to serve coffee and tea.

"Please...call me only Sir," asked King Thomas and sat down next to his host. "My function is King of Ghana...but I am still a human being like all of us...and your servant...not your master! I am not a black man...but look at me, my skin is very white, so my mentality."

The Chocolate Maker, his wife and his six kids that all had gathered in the tiny little living-room laughed their head off and King Thomas joined them in their happiness. One of the teenager before King Thomas mentioned: "If you would be a black man, Sir, people would put you high on their altar and worship you, even carry you around in a kind of coffin for all to see that you are King and above them. We, the youth and future generation of Ghana love you people so much as you serve us and not see yourself as something special, only more qualified in areas that we are not qualified for right now...but I do trust we will be over time...with your kind help, guidance and training...Sir."

The Chocolate Maker introduced his son to the King and heard King Thomas talking: "Joshua...you are a very smart young man and I declare you will reach far...very far. When you are ready and willing to learn and ready and willing to do what you will learn away from the black mind that is haunting this country and all of Africa...you will do good to your people and for that matter to yourself. God will welcome you with open arms once it is time for you in far distant future to see your maker...you will reach far!"

Joshua smiled all over his face seeing the smiles on the faces of his parents and his siblings. No sign in their facial expressions of jealousy, of wanting to pull their brother down and make his life miserable. King Thomas knew he was surrounded by people had had radically changed their mindset and were not only of one blood but one mind to support each other in the many talents they had received through their parents and their destiny set before them. No envy in their hearts, no wrong ideas against anyone, just straight forward thinking to reach their lives' targets.

"You and your government...Sir...have set great targets and opened up great visionary ways for us people down here...."

"Not down here, Sir...here in the country and in our corner of it!" corrected King Thomas the words of the Chocolate Maker, a man with wide oven lively eyes.

"Sorry...still my education is catching up with me from time to time."

"No problem, Sir...I am here to make your life better every day. So, please continue," smiled King Thomas looking at the piece of cake the wife had served him from all angles. He wanted to find out all the ingredients and the baking style she used to make the cake that looked so delicious. She watched her King closely uncertain what to say and what to think.

"No one of the Presidents of the Republics we had before, I mean no one of our own people, ever thought of this industry well. All they cared for is that our cocoa farmers grow cocoa beans in big volumes, use the Cocoboard to snatch part of our profit away from us and build their mansions driving around town in big useless cars while sending their own kids to expensive schools outside Ghana to Europe and America. They could have such a vision like you have also but being black minded never had. I mean, Sir, we all know in this country, and the world also knows about it, when our blessed mineral resources eventually will be exploited and be no more, the only thing we have left of significance is our cocoa. The identity of Ghanaians is not gold or diamonds but is cocoa and the products we can make out of them. Cocoa...that is the identity of Ghana. And Identity that will stay with us for as long as Ghanaians are alive...for thousands of blessed years to come. Instead, we sold our cocoa to the international market an left the raw cocoa beans into the hands of speculators in New York or London, to people that have no sense and interest in cocoa only in big money and good profit-making. While for us it is our blood, it is in our veins and in our spirit. Yet we neglected this part of our identity for so many generations and even not established a united front like the Arabs once did when they discovered oil with their organization OPEC in Vienna. We could have easily one the same in the light of the cocoa boycott back in the years of nineteen forty-six to forty-eight when Cadbury and other in the UK wanted to set up a cartel against us to dictate the price of cocoa. That spirit in the white people is still existing till now, these days in from of Fair-trade chocolate...and instrument to enslave us and our colleagues around the world for even more years. Therefore, I applaud your decision that no cocoa bean will ever leave Ghana as raw material, only finished products are allowed to be exported. I know from social media how much effort you had to put into your decision and your strategy to unite all African producers of cocoa beans to follow your idea. Now that we have a united front in Africa, we as Africans enjoy chocolate just like the people in Germany, England, Japan, USA, and Russia...in big, big volumes...we simply love it. I can imagine that the opposition from your own countries against this new strategy was hard and that you had to endure many fights...but in the end, the world has seen a shift in this market. Cocoa and chocolate are back in the hands of the black man...there where it belongs to. Now as the price for chocolate has come down many people with less income can afford the best quality chocolate in the world...that makes all of us smiling. Yes, we all know that factories in Europe and America had to close down as they did not get any raw material from Africa, even other parts of the world leaving thousands of unemployed white people behind. Yes, we know all that as much as we also know the toy industry about hundreds of years ago was in the hands of the Europeans than it shifted to the Chinese. The shipyards in Hamburg and other EU countries had to close as the production of commercial vessels moved from Europe to the Far East, to South-Korea and other countries. Now as we create the overpopulation here in Africa more and more, industries this time move not from West to East but form North to South...I mean that is called time changing, never ever what is well established today will ever...never ever stay the same. The world is spinning around and around."

"Yes, the world never stands still, Sir," said Joshua with a big smile and his face and vibrant looks. "We have to adapt to time always...and the conditions that come with time."

"The one that does not change will get punished by life and time...I think that is what you Germans once said!" mentioned the Chocolate Maker happily seeing King Thomas had asked for a second piece of his wife`s cake.

"Joshua...how on earth are you so clever?" asked King Thomas enjoying his tea with milk.

"I do use my brain and the intelligence that is working in my brain!" answered Joshua getting up to sit next to King Thomas.

"Tell me!" asked King Thomas taking Joshua in his arms.

"The old saying was that when you want to hide something from the black man write it in a book," said Joshua looking King Thomas straight into his eyes. "We even went that far to say when you go to church and see a white man you can turn around as you have seen God...I mean, Sir...what a nonsense...how shameful this thinking of ours was. But now things have changed. We, the youth of Ghana, we even do not watch Netflix or any other streaming service. What we do when we get home, we sit outside our houses in the fresh air and read books and books and more books. We read all sorts of books. In the olden days, we would come together to talk about useless things about useless people. No, these days it is no more like that. The many public libraries and the various ways we can get eBooks on the internet helps our brain o function well. We read many different things, novels, or textbooks. I mostly ready autobiographies of famous people, about business inventions and how to come to a great idea in life to establish a company with overtime. Other read books about history, politics, and philosophy when their interest is to get involved in changing our society or the once of foreign nations. We are young people, that is true, but we are not stupid as we know seeing our parents and grandparents, life is not with us forever. Therefore, we must be clever and wise up. We must understand time is not made for wasting it but to use it with wisdom in its time...so we must float with time like a ship is sailing to its destiny. To play with life and our very own destiny is shameful, such a disgrace. For too long did the youth of Ghana allow others to play with its destiny...I mean allow their own people to mess them up very well. But now under your training, we have started to change our minds very well. We do no longer entertain foolishness and ignorance against us as the good people of Ghana. We are so, so happy to see the steps you and your government are taking and the good results of these steps. It helps and I my deepest hope is that we, the youth, will one-day builöd on these great achievements to improve Ghana more and more."

"A leader can only be called great when the people succeeding him are great...otherwise he is just a worker," touched King Thomas the forehead of Joshua to bless him. "I can see one day we white people in power are no more needed, but you can take over and we can rest!"

Joshua looked at King Thomas with shining eyes.

The Chocolate Maker got up to have a walk around the compound with the King showing I’m with great pride the Mango tree he had planted a few years back giving him a great harvest of big fruits always and said: "The Chocolate Trail, Sir, is a great vision indeed. I guess you copied it from the wine trail in Germany and France...right?"

"Correct, Sir!" answered King Thomas with a big smile all over his face. "I walk around and when I see something that is of great wisdom...sorry, I just copy it...simple as that!"

Laughing his head off the Chocolate Maker continued to mention:" This is wisdom at its best, Sir. Now, the Chocolate Trail has not only helped us, small manufacturers, to make a good living but challenged all of my colleagues to invent more shapes and more flavours to make better and better chocolate for ourselves and the rest of the world. The annual competition here in Bergo and other places around the globe that we Ghanaian Chocolate Makers participate in sets great milestones in the development of chocolate to the delight of people that want to make themselves and other happy. You can give me gold and diamonds. Sir...but there is nothing more important to me than cocoa beans and chocolate...nothing more is what I need, Sir."

"You live in the spirit of Ghana...that is good to hear and to see!" congratulated King Thomas while his Assistant whispered into his ears time was close to leaving for the next place of call.

"I know you need to leave us as you have other places to inspect also, Sir," stood the Chocolate Maker and his entire family before the car of King Thomas to wave him good-bye. "The Chocolate City is a great project for our country, Sir," did he add while seeing King Thomas driving off into the distance of the landscape.