Acarajé, abará and cocadas – As baianas by John Graz

As baianas by John Graz

They amble between the leaves and the trunks, proud and attentive to the stares they receive. They have come to greet the sailors on the deck. Acarajé, abará, cocadas and other delights are carried on top of the women’s heads, the purveyors of life, the mothers, and the matriarchs ruling Bahia.

Wearing their white dresses enhanced with colourful fabrics draped around their waists and shoulders, the scent of coconut emanates from their sun-kissed brown skin, spreading warmth to their surroundings. To celebrate the sailors’ arrival, the city dwellers have gathered in circles on the dock, playing music, singing and spreading joy. The women’s hips swing from left to right, following the tempo of the familiar rhythm. Their voices sing the traditional anthems of their village, and the pride of their country. Together, through their gowns, elegance and smile, the baianas carry ancestral traditions.

The sailors have now made their way to the rail, slowly walking toward the crowd, greeting the children, and recognising familiar faces. Everyone is smiling, at times shedding a tear or two, excited to have made their way back home. It’s time to celebrate, dance, eat, and drink! The landscape’s palette is vibrant, adding to the festivities of the day. Everyone’s heart is filled with happiness on this day.