Do Not Drop That Mango! UFLI Foundations Lesson 84

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Do Not Drop That Mango!

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Page 1
On the left side of the image, the Narrator stands beneath a large mango tree, smiling broadly and reaching one hand up toward the hanging mangoes with an excited expression. The Dog sits close beside the Narrator, looking up at the tree as well. The tree's branches stretch across the upper-left portion of the frame, heavy with green mangoes and lush leaves, while the right side of the image is open, plain background. Two birds are perched on the tree branches — a small brown bird on an upper branch and a colorful blue-and-yellow bird on a lower branch.

At mango time, Gran always says, 'Do not drop that mango!' Today is the day! Dog and I stand in the big mango shade, glad to stay. Dog sniffs and sniffs. The branches hang so close and so full of mangoes I can almost grab one. Two birds sit up top. 'Stay back!' I tell the birds. 'Those mangoes are for us.'

Page 2
In the lower half of the image, the Narrator stands in the center foreground at a three-quarter angle, carrying a large sack of fruit on their head with both arms raised to steady it. To the left, the Girl in yellow dress stands smiling and holding a fruit close to her chest, while the Dog trots happily beside her. To the right in the background, Yellow-hat child is visible smiling with arms slightly raised, walking among the trees. The scene is set outdoors in a lush farm yard with large mango trees framing both sides, their branches heavy with ripe fruit hanging down from the top of the image. The top portion is open sky with leafy canopy. A small blue bird is perched in the tree branches on the upper right.

It is harvest day! I tote a big sack of mangoes today. One wobble, and they all tumble away! May holds a mango like a baby. Max runs by, fast. 'I always pick the most!' he yells. 'And he drops the most,' I whisper. Dog trots next to May, tail going swish, swish.

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On the right side of the image, a large backyard tree dominates the scene with ripe mangoes hanging from its branches. Yellow-hat child is perched on a branch in the middle of the tree, reaching for a mango, while Narrator climbs higher up in the upper-right corner, also picking fruit. Below the tree, Gran sits on the ground smiling warmly, watching over the children with a basket and plate of mangoes beside her. Girl in yellow dress stands beneath the tree looking up at the climbers with curiosity. Dog trots nearby at the base of the tree, tail raised. The scene is set outdoors on a bright, sunny day with a warm, soft background.

Max goes up fast, way up by the big branch. I trail after him, picking one by one. Max stays up and grabs two at once, then more. 'Look! No hands!' he yells. A mango slips and falls. Gran catches it in the basket. 'Do not drop that mango!' she yells. May giggles as Dog waits for a mango to drop.

Page 4
On the left side of the image, Gran, the Narrator, and Yellow-hat child are sitting together on the ground enjoying a mango picnic. Gran sits at the back, smiling happily while cutting up mango slices. Yellow-hat child sits in front of Gran, eagerly biting into a large mango slice held up to his mouth, juice running down his chin, wearing his bright yellow baseball cap, red hoodie, and blue jeans. The Narrator sits in the foreground with a contented smile, nibbling on a mango skin while a chewed mango seed rests nearby, next to a round wooden platter filled with cut mango pieces, mango halves scored in a crosshatch pattern, and mango skins. The right side of the image is plain warm golden-beige background, open for text.

Gran cuts up the mangoes. We sit by a big plate of golden mango bits. Max bites a thick slice. Mango drips off his chin, his neck, his shirt. 'Max, you look like a mango!' I tell him. He just grins and takes a bigger bite. I munch the skin and suck the pit. Gran nods at me. 'That is the way to do it. Not a bit lost.'

Page 5
On the left side of the image, the Narrator kneels beside a large woven basket, smiling, as the Dog trots eagerly past. Wheelchair boy sits in his wheelchair nearby, grinning, with one arm raised in a cheerful wave. On the right side, Gran sits on the ground near a tray of golden mangoes, smiling warmly, while the Girl in yellow dress and Yellow-hat child gather around her — one reaching up toward the fruit-laden tree branches overhead. The scene is set outdoors in a sunny backyard with tall leafy trees heavy with green mangoes, dappled light filtering through the canopy onto the ground.

My friend Sam rolls up after lunch with a big grin. 'I will catch the mangoes!' he yells. Gran sits by a tray of golden mangoes. She smiles. 'More helpers, more hands. More hands, more chance to...' 'Drop a mango!' we all yell. Dog barks with us.

Page 6
On the left side of the image, Narrator is perched up in a mango tree, sitting on a branch and lowering a basket of mangoes down on a rope. Below the tree, Wheelchair boy sits in his wheelchair, smiling as he reaches up to receive the descending basket. On the ground beneath them, Yellow-hat child kneels beside a large basket of mangoes, while Girl in yellow dress sorts mangoes on a blanket spread out on the grass. The outdoor scene is set under a leafy backyard tree on a bright day, with the right side of the image left as plain pale background.

I tie a rope to a basket full of ripe mangoes, then send it on its way. Sam waits with both hands up as the rope begins to sway. He catches the basket and grins. Not a single dent! Max and May sort the rest on a blanket. Big ones here, the best ones there.

Page 7
On the right side of the image, Narrator and Dad sit together on a striped blanket at a farmers' market stall under a green-and-white striped awning, with piles of mangoes spread out in front of them. Narrator is kneeling and grinning widely, holding up a perfect mango, while Dad sits beside her smiling warmly. A customer is crouched in the foreground, reaching toward the mangoes to inspect them. The left side of the image is plain light background.

Dad packs the best mangoes in the truck. We drive to the market. My belly flips all the way. We lay a blanket and pile mangoes up, like a golden hill. A man bends and picks one up. He sniffs it. I hold up the top mango. 'No dents. No marks. Not a drop.' The man smiles. 'I will take ten.'

Page 8
On the left side of the image, Yellow-hat child and Girl in yellow dress sit together in a wooden boat loaded with mangoes and colorful fruits, both smiling happily as they reach toward nearby boats. Several other boats filled with various fruits — watermelons, yellow flowers, green produce, and bright pink and orange goods — float around them on the river. Narrator stands in a nearby boat on the upper-left, holding a long oar and steering through the floating market. A figure sits in a boat among flowers in the lower-right area. The scene is set outdoors on a calm river under a soft, overcast sky, with the right side open as plain pale background.

The land market is just part of the fun. We pack the rest in a craft and sail to the river market today. More craft bump on every side. Some hold melons, some hold plants in every shade. Max stands up to wave and starts to sway. May grabs the mangoes before they slide away. I stand and yell, 'Sit, Max!' A man close by yells, 'Do not drop that mango!'

Page 9
On the right side of the image, the Narrator, Girl in a yellow shirt and blue jeans, Yellow-hat child, and Dog rest in the lush green canopy of a large tree, viewed from above. Girl is highest up, smiling contentedly with her eyes closed and arms relaxed. Yellow-hat lies below her, smiling happily with arms spread out. The Narrator lies between them, relaxed and gazing upward. Dog stands upright beside the children with his mouth open and tongue out, looking happy and awake. The left approximately 40% of the image is plain light gray-white background with soft watercolor texture.

The harvest is done, and every mango is picked today. We did not drop one mango all day! We rest in the branches to end the day. May and Max nap on a branch and stay. I whisper, 'Next time, we will pick many more.' Dog thumps his tail. He can tell I always say that.

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