Interview with a rotten apple
I walk to a grumbling apple on my fruit plate and I ask, “Hey, what's bothering you?”
'Have you had a good look at me lately?“he answers.
'Eh, no, it's a little dark in here. All those showers of the past few days are shading my living room. '
“Excusses! But go on, put me in the light. '
I'm fulfilling his command. “So good?”
“Not good at all. Look at me: I'm completely rotten! '
“You're right. How bad for you.”
“Pretty bad, yeah! Why didn't you eat me?”
'Eh... '
'Well? Tell me.”
“I think I was just late.”
“No, I don't believe that. There's more apples on the bowl.”
'But they're not rotten, 'I say.
'Well, and? I haven't seen you eat apple in days.”
'Yes, that's true, 'I admit.
“And why not?”
“Well, it was my birthday last week and it makes it easier for you to grab pie and chips and stuff.”
“And then you just let me ruin!”
“I'm sorry, how can I make it up to you?”
“Eat me anyway.”
“I'd rather not. I don't want to get sick.”
“But you can't just let me rot, can you?”
“What if I put you outside?”
“What's outside?”
“Insects, like fruit flies and wasps. They love rotting fruit.”
“Really?”
'Yes, that's where you're really loved! '
“Then what are we waiting for?”
I take out the enthusiastic, affected apple and say goodbye there.
After that, I throw my remaining apples on the fruit bowl to an accurate examination. I'd like to have happy fruit, of course.
#interview #appel
