THE LEGEND OF THE PINEAPPLE (By: Angelica M. Caliza)
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By: ANGELICA M. CALIZA 7-COURAGE
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- THE LEGEND OF THE PINEAPPLE
- PINA... KINDLY SWEEP THE HOUSE. I'LL BE GOING TO THE FARM TO HARVEST SOME RICE.
- MOM. I CAN'T FIND THE BROOM
- Once upon a time, there was a woman who lived with her daughter Pina in a tiny hut village. They were poor, and the mother worked day and night to make both ends meet. No matter how hard she worked, though, she never got any help from her daughter.
- Pina! Pina! Come over here. I am very sick. Can you cook some porridge for me please? I am too weak to get up.
- Pina was a lazy, spoiled kid who liked to play in the backyard all day. Whenever her mother asked for help around the house, she would always find an excuse. Needless to say, her mother ended up doing the work herself.
- One day, her mother became very ill. She called out to Pina, who as usual was playing in the backyard.
- Pina! Pna! Come over here this very instant, or else.
- Pina, it is very simple. Just put some rice in a pot and add water. Once the water boils, let it simmer for awhile. Stir it occasionally with a ladle. Everything you need should be right there in the kitchen.
- What do you want, Mom? You really expect me to cook for you? That's too hard.
- Pina's mother mustered all her strength just to say this, but it worked. Pina grudgingly stopped playing and went inside the house. She poked her head inside her mother's room.
- Pina, did you cook like I told you to?
- NO. I Could not find the ladle.
- I wish you would grow a thousand eyes all over you head! Then you can find what you're looking for. Maybe then you won't have any more excuses!!!
- Pina reluctantlyleft and went to the kitchen, Her mother could hear her banging the drawers and cabinets. Then her mother heard her open the back door and sneak out into the backyard. Her mother waited and waited. Finally, she called out to Pina again.
- Oh, you lazy child! You probably did not even bother to look for it! What I am going to do with you? Here I am, sick and I cant even count on you!
- Her mother wept bitterly. In here anger she shouted,
- One day, she was sweeping the backyard where Pina used to play. For months now, she had noticed this strange plant growing on the very spot where she last saw Pina. By this time, the leaves of the plant had fully opened. Inside, she saw this strange yellow fruit that resembled a child's head with a thousand eyes.
- To honor the memory of her beloved daughter, she named the fruit Pina. And that's how the pineapple came, named after a spoiled child who was cursed with a thousand eyes.
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