A hard nut to crack
I persevered last night, and opened my first coconut. Dan handed me the nut and a hammer and told me to start in on it. He suggested I toss it up slightly with each blow so as not to end up with a bruised hand at the end, but that was simply not possible given my level of coordination. My hand survived, and even my thumbs escaped the experience unscathed. The coconut, however, did not survive. After much pounding, it eventually yielded to my persistence. The floor was littered with bits of shell and tiny shreds of coconut.