Tuesday, June 7, 2011

Banana Popsicles

The box said banana. We picked that particular assortment of Popsicles because it had banana - Rojo's favorite flavor. Yet, when he packed a bunch into his red thermal lunch box Bungee corded to his bike with the Blue Ice, I lost all track of that. The "ice cream man" doot doot dooted, "Do Your Ears Hang Low?" up and down the sidewalk in front of our house, with me standing on the front porch waving wildly and shouting, "Ice cream! Ice cream! I want ice cream!"

He obliged, pulled over, and asked, "What kind?"

"I'll take a lemon, please," I answered, already tasting that perfect sweet and tart taste on my tongue.

He handed me the one that clearly was yellow inside and I tore off the wrapper, popped it into my mouth and said, "Ew! This is banana!"

Of course it was banana. No way in the world for it to possibly be lemon. None.

Yet I really wanted it to be lemon. Because it was yellow, because it was a Popsicle, because it was what  I'd somehow decided it was what I needed, wanted, and yes, deserved, I just felt totally cheated out of my lemon Popsicle.

The banana had done me wrong.

I hated that banana Popsicle and everything about it, until I finally pulled my head out and saw the metaphor for life: nothing wrong with a banana Popsicle. It's just not lemon. Nobody promised me lemon. Lemon is not better or worse, just different. It's lemon. Being mad at banana because it's not lemon is as silly as all the other things I'm mad about just because they aren't what I wanted or expected them to be. Time to embrace all the bananas in my life.

5 comments:

kario said...

Man, can I relate to this! I was in line behind a man with severe Parkinson's today at the checkout counter. His hands were shaking so badly he couldn't make out his check and I wondered if he was angry at the world for needing so much help to get a few groceries. But as I watched him joke with the checker, I was amazed at his dignity and calm demeanor. He is definitely embracing the banana! (That sounds a little dirty... sorry).

fullsoulahead.com said...

Yes. Embrace your banana.

And your friends who ARE bananas.

And NEHBM about accepting what we have.

Lilith said...

Embracing the banana sounds very dirty. I like it:)

Robin said...

So when life gives you bananas....

(So many endings to that, none that are really appropriate- yes I am still thirteen.)

Amber said...

...There is a dirty joke in here, but given this lovely, pure hearted post, I will shut up.

heh heh heh

;)