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My Mango Madness
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My Mango Madness
Last Monday my mom bought a bunch of mangos. I was so excited to have one that day. It had been a while since I had eaten one. I asked her if I could have one and she said, "they're not ready yet. Give it at least 2 days to rippen. So I waited 2 days to pass while my madness for a mango got worse. Finally I could have one. There is no easy way to cut a mango and when you do it never looks right. That didn't matter to me. I just wanted mango. My mom started cutting the mango up and she could immediately tell by looking at it that it looked like it was not good to eat. She ended up throwing them all out. I was so disappointed because I wanted to have a mango. My mom knew I was mad about mangos so she went out and bought new ones. This time I decided to cut up the mango. I knew I would eat the mango whether it was good or bad. I didn't even care. I just wanted mango! Luckily this one was good. When I started cutting into my first mango, it had been so long, I was so eager that I accidently ate a piece of the mango skin. Obviously, I wasn't suppose to eat the skin but at that point I didn't care. It still tasted good. I was so crazy for mango that when I continued to cut the mango I almost cut my finger off. That wouldn't have been good. Anyway, right after digging in to my first mango, I decided to make a smoothie with the awesome goodness a mango has to offer. In fact, I made everyone in my family a mango smootie with a touch of banana and vanilla ice cream. It was mango goodness at its best. My madness finally disappeared. All it took was a mango.
Tim P.
Last Monday my mom bought a bunch of mangos. I was so excited to have one that day. It had been a while since I had eaten one. I asked her if I could have one and she said, "they're not ready yet. Give it at least 2 days to rippen. So I waited 2 days to pass while my madness for a mango got worse. Finally I could have one. There is no easy way to cut a mango and when you do it never looks right. That didn't matter to me. I just wanted mango. My mom started cutting the mango up and she could immediately tell by looking at it that it looked like it was not good to eat. She ended up throwing them all out. I was so disappointed because I wanted to have a mango. My mom knew I was mad about mangos so she went out and bought new ones. This time I decided to cut up the mango. I knew I would eat the mango whether it was good or bad. I didn't even care. I just wanted mango! Luckily this one was good. When I started cutting into my first mango, it had been so long, I was so eager that I accidently ate a piece of the mango skin. Obviously, I wasn't suppose to eat the skin but at that point I didn't care. It still tasted good. I was so crazy for mango that when I continued to cut the mango I almost cut my finger off. That wouldn't have been good. Anyway, right after digging in to my first mango, I decided to make a smoothie with the awesome goodness a mango has to offer. In fact, I made everyone in my family a mango smootie with a touch of banana and vanilla ice cream. It was mango goodness at its best. My madness finally disappeared. All it took was a mango.
Tim P.
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