We moved into this house in 1989 and were blessed by the former owner. He left us this Mango Tree and one Durian Tree in what was the original backyard. After a few years living in the house, the owner of the land in front of our house decided to close the access road to the left side of our house. So to avoid any controversy, we decided to buy a triangular piece of land costing about 7,000 ringgit from the land owner on the right. That piece of land was like the triangle piece of the Baju Kurong.
With the purchase of the land, our property became more rectangular and we constructed the access road, joining the access road of the next property. Since then we had peace ourselves. The land owner in front of our house sold his property to another owner several years later and we never heard about him any more. He had two young boys who should be in their 30's.
Our property yields fresh coconut fruits from time to time, and once in a while friends even come to fish in the creek behind our house.
The soil of our property is a bit salty so we have never been able to grow papayas for example. Now we are trying our best to grow bananas, longans, sour sop...and other mangoes. But our friends like the monkeys and squirrels have their pick of our fruits. Well, sharing is charing.
This is the last photo of our faithful mango tree which gave blessings to hundreds of friends and relatives, which finally died a few years ago.
We trimmed it a few times when thunderstorm broke its branches and yet it still continued to give us fruits. We were grateful that the fruits were never wormy. Friends came from far and near asking for fruits and indeed, truth be told, I never sold a single fruit one of its fruit.
It finally refused to bear fruit for three years in a row and all the branches rotted until its very base. finally with just one limb left, we had to kill off the base by setting it on fire, giving it some kind of cremation. May it go to Mango Heaven and be with other Mango Angels.
It was good to be a giver of fruits to friends and relatives.
We trimmed it a few times when thunderstorm broke its branches and yet it still continued to give us fruits. We were grateful that the fruits were never wormy. Friends came from far and near asking for fruits and indeed, truth be told, I never sold a single fruit one of its fruit.
It finally refused to bear fruit for three years in a row and all the branches rotted until its very base. finally with just one limb left, we had to kill off the base by setting it on fire, giving it some kind of cremation. May it go to Mango Heaven and be with other Mango Angels.
It was good to be a giver of fruits to friends and relatives.
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