What fruit are you?
I'm an Orange
When I was young and soul searching... you know, trying to figure out what you would do to change the world; I was asked by a teacher to think of a fruit that would best describe me.
A fruit? Is she kidding? This was my first response. In listening to others around me chit chat about this unusual assignment, I decided to really put some thought into it. I went to the grocery store and looked in the produce section. I carefully examined and picked up different fruits that were offered for sale and after about 1/2 hour, I decided upon my perfect match.
I am an Orange. I protect myself with a shell that can be penetrated with some effort, but one that protects me from things that make me uncomfortable or can bruise me (hurt me).
When the peel is removed, you will find many different sections or layers. Each layer is a different facet of my personality. The little threads winding themselves around each section are the accomplishments that I have achieved thus far in my life; holding the facets intact so that they can continue to grow and develop.
The juices are my tears. From happiness and sadness. Depending on which part or section that is squeezed, the juice can be scarce or plentiful.
Each section contains my talents such as artist, poet, caretaker/caregiver, sibling, friend, teacher, pet lover, etc. and inside each section is a seed or two which when planted and nourished, will branch out and strengthen that particular section.
Each time that I eat an orange, I now think of that early assignment and how I had to think about my gifts and talents. I had to examine what made me weak and what made me stronger. As simple an assignment that this seemed to be; it was thought provoking and still affects me to this day. So I ask you, what fruit are you?