by kye on June 6, 2010

I found mangoes on a street corner a little while ago, on my way back from seeing my mother–a whole box of them, sold to me off the back of a pickup truck up from the Rio Grande Valley.

They were sold to me by what looked to be a couple of brothers. They were in their early twenties. One of them was holding an enormous exuberant sign that said ‘MANGOES’. I saw the sign, thought about stopping but the corner was busy. But I found a quieter place to park and walked back along a patch of sidewalk walled with enormous weeds, then through the archway of an abandoned pear tree covered with half-ripe pears.

The box was mine for $5. As I left, one of the brothers smiled and said ‘God bless.’

At the next corner were a man and woman sitting at a bus stop. The man was holding up a tiny sign that said ‘hungry’. I had a box full of mangoes! Unexpected ones! I was going to give them to my son and his girlfriend, but that little tiny sign and that young patient couple sitting there–of course I had to stop again.

I asked “do you like mangoes?” They nodded. I said I’d just found them at the last corner. I told them to take as many as they wanted. They each took two, which still left lots. And I had the pleasure of seeing them grinning at each other, as I left.

Later, I wondered whether either of them had a pocket knife–or did they use their teeth to open up the fruit? Maybe I should start carrying a pocket knife again!

  • Chris

    Hi Kye — what a refreshing experience to come in from the rest of the personal development blogosphere and be met with just “Mangoes!” and Kye's immediate experience of life. It's like, I don't know, eating a fresh mango.

  • Sandy Powers

    Oh Kye! What a great post to check back in and read. I get a little sporadic about the blog world, but whenever I dive back in, I'm always so glad I did. This is such a touching story — of love and compassion. It inspires me to open my eyes and see opportunities for sharing God's blessings with others. And now. I want to go find some mangoes today. I think I told you my own mango story of sneaking out of my house as a baby in Panama and coming home mango covered from head to toe. So if your new friends don't have a knife, they can still eat the mangoes, but ummm. . .I hope they have some water they can wash up with afterwards :)

  • kye

    No water spigot at that bus stop :) …guess instead of a knife I'll have to start carrying water and a towel.

  • kye

    Hi Chris, I just found your delicious mangoes comment in comment purgatory. I've rescued it now though :) It was mangolicious read it. You understand so well, what I'm doing. Thank you.

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