We reached one of the mango trees with a lot of fruit and Dale decided for us to be taking fruits from there. He placed the basket on the ground and walked towards a branch that has many fruits on it. The tree was still young and we can just reach for the fruit even when we're standing from the ground.
Dale taught me which ones pick since everything looked exactly the same. I didn't know that mangoes are picked from the tree while they were still green; I thought that it would only be harvested once it ripens from the tree but I was wrong.
"There are just too many; I am having a hard time choosing which ones to pick." I said as I took one off the tree.
Dale only laughed at me. I know I looked like a mess with my hair as messy as a nest since the branches hit my hair and the rest was
