Ilan Ang Prutas Sa Bahay Kubo Novels & Stories

I do need something to do. I swiftly sit up in my bed as an idea comes to mind. I can make the cave more comfortable in case we go there tomorrow. I rush to bathe and out on my clothes. I grab a basket so I can fill it with the items we may need. I add in two more blankets from the extras we have. I also grab an extra pillow. Often when I return home from our visits I am hungry, so I decide to put some fruit into the basket. I grab both the pitaya (dragon fruit) and the apples we have. I also grasp the half loaf of bread.

I asked him, with the hope that we have stocks of Adamantem’s requested fruits. “Fortunately, we have, Alpha Eleo. Please come, you can check and choose.” We then walked toward the kitchen. I was able to breathe with relief, otherwise, I would be personally going to the market or the forest just to have fresh blueberries and young coconut. As we entered the kitchen, our pack’s Chief Cook, pointed to me, to my delight, some baskets of freshly picked blueberries, apples, and other fruits in the kitchen. He then got a young coconut, put a coin-like whole in it, and then poured its juice into a tall glass.

“R-Really?” “Of course, so, please give me some time, okay?” She smiled and could not help herself to jump onto him and hugged him tightly. “Thank you so much, Ty!” Tyeron chuckled and hugged her. “Sure, no problem.” “Ahmm, excuse me ma’am and sir, here’s our other fruit seedlings. We have Rambutan, Lanzones, seedless satsuma, mandarin, bananas, papayas and calamansi.” “Wow, they look amazing,” Tyeron said while looking at the seedlings.

Jack informed her. Rosita glared at her son. "Don't be so impatient to get rid of me yet. I will stay here tonight in your room. If you can finally walk on your own, then it is about time I return to my room. Don't be stubborn, son!" Jack shrugged. "Okay, fine!" "Good boy!" Rosita smiled. "Do you like to eat some fruits?" "What do you have in the fridge?" Jack asked. "We have sweet mangoes, grapes, oranges, and strawberries," Rosita answered.

She curiously asked. "We also have pineapple plantation at the South part of this land. We harvest and deliver it straight at the public market and some different shops. We also have a small grape orchard at the back of the house." "A grape orchard! I would probably love to go there!" She excitedly stated. Grape is her favorite fruit and she just loves them for snacks. "It was actually my mom who love grapes, so my Dad decided to grow them at the backland area of the house as a gift to her. Besides he loves wine too so we also make wines out of it." He narrated.

Claire’s “Ma’am Claire, please try these. Our mangoes here are delicious, export quality!” Eloy, the young son of Mang Nestor, one of the farmhands, said proudly. I smiled at him and took a plate piled high with sliced mangoes. I swallowed; they looked so tempting. Besides the mango trees, there were also coconut and banana trees. When we arrived earlier, Manang Belen made buko juice. It tasted completely different from the buko juice I’ve had in Manila. Manang’s was much sweeter and more flavorful, probably because of the ingredients—she used fresh coconuts, not artificial flavorings.

Just a little higher than the waistband. Next to the bathroom, there is a sapodilla tree. A yard of cilantro, surrounded by a torn net, to prevent geese from flying in to eat. A row of white sugar cane. Sugarcane is used to squeeze juice in the summer, for refreshment. Each tree is as big as an ankle, hard as a rock. Just looking at it made Dean’s teeth feel numb. Which fruit trees are orange, mango, papaya, litchi, lemon, and coconut. The bare land below is planted with some vegetables, turmeric, and ginger.

I eat quite well. After that, Kenan took me for a walk in his orchard. The garden is located right behind the villa. There are so many trees there. "Look at that! That's a lot of strawberries!" I screamed in disbelief. Kenan smiled thinly, then took me to the strawberry section. The fruit is quite large for the size of Indonesia. "Can I eat it right away?" I asked impatiently. "Wash first!" Kenan shows the water bottle he brought. I nodded quickly, then picked some that had a jumbo size. After Kenan washed it, I immediately took a big bite.

The food looked simple, but there was a warmth in its presentation—a sense of familiarity and care that made it more than just a meal. In the center of the table, the basket of fresh fruits Mang Lope had brought earlier sat like a centerpiece. The ripe mangoes gleamed under the soft light, their golden skin promising a sweetness that made Patricia’s mouth water. The bananas and papayas added a pop of color, completing the vibrant display of nature’s bounty. "These are all fresh," Mang Lope said with pride as he began filling their plates. "I harvested the fruits and vegetables yesterday. Left them at my house overnight and picked them up this morning. You won’t find anything better in town,

Fortunately the small house is quite far from the other house and as everyone is busy farming no one walks on the road to the mountain today. After everything had been done , Elina plants two orange trees , two apples trees , two lychees trees , two grapes trees and two cherry trees at the front yard of the house . She then planted cabbages , cucumbers , brinjals , leafs vegetables at the house backyard. She then puts two long bench and a long table under the apples trees and two swings under the orange trees . She done doing everything in four hours while the children sleep soundly in their bedroom .