Since I’ve been in Ecuador I have eaten many weird fruits. The first fruit I ate was called the Chirimoya. It was green on the outside and looked kind of like a dragon egg. Inside, it was white and had big brown seeds. I did not like it at all. My sister didn’t like it either. My mom kind of liked it. And my dad loved it.
The next fruit we ate was called the Granadilla. The outside was hard and orange. But the inside was soft and squishy. It looked like it was full of mucus, and it had seeds you could eat. I forgot to try the mucus looking stuff, so I only tried the seeds, which I kind of liked. Mommy liked it. Julia liked it. And Daddy loved it.
The next one that we ate – well, I didn’t eat it – was called the King Mandarina. It was like a regular mandarina but bigger, and green on the outside. On the inside, it looked like an orange, and my family said it tasted like one too. They ate it without me, so I didn’t get to try it. But guess what: they loved it.
The next fruit we ate was called the Pitahaya Granel, or Dragon Fruit. It was red and kind of green and had spikes sticking out. Man, a lot of these fruits are like dragons! The inside had little seeds and everything around them was white. My mom thought it looked like a giant, white kiwi on the inside. I didn’t like it. Neither did Julia. My Mom liked it. And Daddy… what do you know, he loved it!
I am proud of myself for trying allllll of those weird fruits (except the King Mandarina, which I probably would’ve liked). Also, I learned that I like more basic fruits. In the future, I will keep trying wacky fruits that catch my eye. And maybe – just maybe – I will find one I like.