I grew up living with my wealthy aunt. One day, my sister decided to pay a visit and have lunch with me and my aunt’s family. Dinner was over when the mangoes were served. As usual, mangoes were cut in three parts: two cheeks and the seed part. My sister was shocked to find out that I was only allowed to eat all their left over seed part. I can see that my sister was devastated with what she saw. From then on I promised myself that when I get to earn my own money, I’d always have a mango in my house no matter what. Since then, it has been a special fruit for me. It reminds me of my humble beginnings; and for some reason, it has been a symbol of success for me. I thought, when I was a child, mangoes are only for the wealthy; now I think mangoes are the sweetest fruit of success and accomplishment.
How about you, what’s your reminder of accomplishment or your symbol of success? Have you found your mango already?