A Mango story

In long time ago around this time summer. My dad send me to my auntie house close to the beach to live over there for a month. My auntie also have 4 children and one is same age as me. Every year in summer i usually go to my auntie house to play the kids. I guess the kids love me to come too especially, my cousins the one same age at me.

One day my auntie bring out a mango which i know is super sweet. This is a special mango which have a lot of little tiny small black doc on the orange skin and it smell really good. This mango is not belong to America. Her daughter and me usually like to eat that mango. We love it. She brought the mango out and intend to open the skin and cut it in spices for her daughter and me to eat. We both very happy and excited to wait for it. Butttt

Suddenly, there is a woman ( my auntie friend with her kid ) came to visit us. After talking with her a long time then her friend kid said " she like the mango, can she eat the mango" My auntie decided to give the kid that mango and they left in thanks.

Her daughter and me start to asked her we love the mango too. And we have only one why you gave away?

My auntie said " because she is poor and she can't afford for this mango, plus the mango is so soul super soul so it is not yummy" and i know my auntie was lie to us

But i know that my auntie is kindness person, and care for everybody

I learn a lot from her. And become a kindness woman too

The story i tell you when i was 7 years old. now im 35

I usually give away a little bit but not like my auntie