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It was just a pear. For months, every time I walked by. It was hung there. Until Sept. 12, the second day after hurricane Irma gone, first time when I walked by, I did not see it. I thought,maybe someone finally took it. Do not ask me why, I turned around. Guess what, this time, I found it, it was on the ground. It looked older. I did not see the very green on it. For months, I never wanted to own it, because it was on the tree and the pear tree belongs to my neighbor. I did not take care of it. I am not his owner. I passed by, I appreciated his beauty and growth. I thought about patience. I saw how patience a tree is, when it comes to grow its fruit. I witnessed his growth. A bag of pear in Aldi is about USD3.8. Why would I steal a pear hanging there?
Every time, I passed by it. I always had different thought. “Wow, I did not know you are a pear tree.” “A pear. I first time saw a pear growing.” “Why you look not much different? It has being a while, and you did not grow much.” “When can you be eatable?” “It is just like the seasons.” “How much I want to grow with some one, just like I witness your growing.” “God, do you know I really have heart like gold? I wonder who is coming in my life.”
I never expected it ended in falling on the ground. It is understandable. That Irma was bad. We are so lucky in Columbia that we had big wind and rain. But that was very lucky. My friend Diane in Florida suffered no power and who knows what else. Okay, maybe this means I needed to take you home and eat you. Maybe no one else valued you, but I do. I bent down, picked it up, brought it home. I shared the picture with my mother. I was really happy. If he is yours, he will be.
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On Sept. 12 night, I thought for a while, no, it is not right. That is not my pear. I needed to bring it back to the owner. It fell on his ground. I did not own the tree. It is not mine. If something / someone is not mine, I do not care how valuable it is, I am not going to take it.
On Sept. 13, morning, after I did some work, I was a bit lazy in the thought of returning it back. Come on, it was just a pear. “No, I need to do everything in alignment.” Plus, I am aware I am making excuse for some procrastination. “You said you are going to return it.” Ok, I stopped the things and went out for a walk, I took this pear with me. I went to that house, knocked the bell. No one answered. I put it in a fruit bag and hung it at the door. I was so happy. It does not matter who saw what I did. I know what I did. God knows. That matters. I know I will feel better this way. I told my mom how the story ended. She giggled.
Was It Just A Pear? No, It teaches me about seasons. It helps check my heart. And I am glad that I am who I am every single day.
By the way, check out my video sharing about insights of seasons in life:
Jie ZHENG
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