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I was one of those people who were "blessed" to have the opportunity to swallow a seed of a particular fruit during childhood. At least blessed enough to learn sooner or later that the seed won't ever germinate and grow into a tiny plant and later on into a stemmy, leafy living thing that would branch out of your body.
When I was a kid, I loved eating oranges and those fruits that belong to the orange family as what I call their fruit group. I usually listed these fruits down on whatever paper that came in handy just for the fun of it (having this solid belief that the orange family or citrus whatever is somewhat a big family compared to other family of fruits, say, for instance, compared to the family of bananas, and taking great pleasure at the wonderful thought of it). During these instances, I always ended up with the following list, unless of course I forgot one of the fruits (arranged with respect to size: biggest to smallest):
Lucban__Orange__Ponkan__Dalandan/Sinturis__Calamansi
One time, I got too involved in eating a sinturis that I had the luck to accidentally swallow a seed of it. My eyes widened into big circles, too bewildered to see and recognize anything of at least a meter of distance range in spite of them being bigger than their normal Asian-eye size. My mouth allowed my ability of speech to slip out of it and wander somewhere else. My mind received an invisible punch from who knows where which resulted to the generation of the most concerned question, "What if the seed grows into a plant?!" which further led to an inner struggle/debate about the life of the swallowed seed and to the thought of my doom as a human being whose body would be possibly taken over by a lower life form (and a leafy one at that!) devoid of rational thinking. I even wondered about drinking water cuz as what I knew then, watering seeds and plants nourish them thus making them grow.
So there I was, a kid with a great deal of a problem worrying about the affairs of a seed which could've probably been taking sanctuary somewhere in my belly.
The seed didn't grow into a plant, of course. There was no sunlight. No soil. I figured this out after some time with the help of my science class. Hahaha... Also, the seed, I was sure, suffered in the process of digestion... Hahaha!!!
See, our body systems are really powerful what with those stones, jackstones, coins, or lego pieces one swallows (no, I haven't swallowed these stuff). Such victims of I'm-just-a-thing-turned-food scheme of those kids (or adults if you want) endowed with intense curiosity are being broken down by the mechanisms in our digestive system.
From the experience, I earned no repulsive or violent attitude toward the orange family. To tell the truth, I remain addicted to the fruits of the family. My favorite fruit is orange and my favorite color is orange.
Seeds... brrr...
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