Friday, October 9, 2009

The Falling Fruits

Following a big fruit harvest in the area where I used to live, my parents brought home a lot of Duku, Jackfruit, and Rambutan. There were so many of them, we still had bags of fruits even after sharing them with neighbors. Having a date with a friend, I decided to bring her some. Carrying a plastic bag full of Duku, I got on the bus. As I did so, the plastic bag holding the Dukus broke open and the small round fruits rolled all over the street.

Silly me, instead of leaving them alone, I went to all the trouble of picking each and every Duku off the street. Oncoming cars had to stop and wait for me to collect the dukus. All the passengers were smiling broadly at my stupidity.