From a beautiful flower, yellow like the sun, borns a beautiful green fruit named mango.
He was growing on a tree and his colour was changing .
The mango was increasingly concerned about his waist, bigger every morning, the branch could barely support the weight of the fruit and so the poor mango thought:
- “If I keep growing, the branch will let me fall down and die”
One day the branch could not support his weight any more and the mangofell to the ground. When he woke up realized that the birds had taken his beautiful skin and he only had his heart left.
The worried mango was thinking about his unprotected heart lying on the ground, when a tree took him and said:
- “Don´t worry little mango, you are going to be the most beautiful tree here” – And planted him right there.
The mango started to feel how roots were growing from his heart and understood that every living being is connected to nature.
THE END
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