Bail Baalé
Hailing Baalé In the beautiful belly of the green mini-city forest was this bustling Baalé. O! Yes! It's Baalé and not the Barley you are thinking of. It gracefully flowed along its beautiful course meandering through the lush green wetlands dotted with rich stilt which nourishes plants. As late as the 90s through 2015, some Fisher folks still bragged about fishing from Baalé and its tributaries. Those were the days the visitors hailed River Baalé. But Baalé didn't dance to the accolades and coyly slid under the bushes and surfaces again and again. It gaily flowed from the breast of the Gonsé Hills through the laughing valleys of Gbawe, and zero green meadows, then flowing stylishly into the sea. Nailing Baalé Beyond hailing Baalé, the grandchildren of our land tried nailing it by gradually leasing spaces skirting around her, as close as her banks for building projects. With its attractive scenery, a lot of suitors came with their prices, and year-in-year-out, our children h