And now, for the results of the random drawing (the Unicyclist is home, so I’m rooking him into it)….drumroll, please!

Brumbrumbrumbrumbrummmmmmm…..

Join me in congratulating, MANGOCHILD!!  Huzzah!  Her ode to her favorite fruit is printed here.

Mangoes

Mango. A smile. A laugh as the juice trickles down my chin.
Mangos, yellow, red, and the deepest orange. Sunsets and sunrises at any time of the day.
Squishing the soft skin between my hands as the pulp mashes within, only to squirt out the top into my mouth and onto my friend’s face.
Sustaining me, soothing me, a joy throughout the years.
Scraping the pit with my teeth, drawing out each sweet bit of fruit until the fibers stick between my teeth. Scraping the skin with my teeth and laughing at the teeth marks left behind.
Joy in kachumber, in sweet mango sauce, in mango lassi and mango salads.
Nothing short of simple happiness.

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