The wind carries the banana bushes behind the house…

The banana tree bloomed and bore fruit. It was a sight to behold. I watched it every day, waiting for the banana to ripen and taste it to see what it tasted like. Oh! At first glance, the banana looked just like a banana, but when I bit into it, it was full of seeds. It lived up to its name. How could I eat a banana and spit out the seeds until my mouth was tired? How could I not eat it!

I asked my mother: "The bananas are all seeds, do you know why they are planted?!"

My mother smiled: “I will save the banana leaves to wrap cakes. As for the banana fruit, I will save it to soak in wine for your father. As for the banana stem, it is still tender and can be cut into chicken salad, it is also delicious!”

It turns out, there is nothing about the banana tree that we don’t use. And perhaps, only this type of banana can people use everything from the leaves to the stem.

I noticed that every time my mother cut the banana tree, she cut it across the trunk. Then, without even realizing it, a new shoot would sprout right where the banana tree fell. A new life cycle would begin!

People with so many worries about food - clothing - rice - money, sometimes look back, see on the straight banana trunk has appeared a new banana cluster. Few people know, the banana tree also has to work hard to produce purple banana cobs day by day and month by month. Then the banana cobs open to reveal pure white banana flowers with countless drops of nectar on top and start to bear fruit. The whole process is long - for the banana tree; but for people - about the blink of an eye.

Blink, remember the old story...

One day, the house had a lot of dry banana leaves, and just in time, the rice cake maker was carrying his tools across the village. He went to find a bunch of dry banana leaves, gathered them up, and took out his tools.

It was a tube with a lid on both ends, for people to put white rice in it, then close the lid tightly, and rotate it under the fire of banana leaves. When the pile of dry banana leaves was finished, he called the kids like me to stand far away. He took the tube out of the fire and used a stick to knock hard on its body. Suddenly, “bang”… The white rice had been roasted hot and white. A fragrant, fatty, sweet smell lingered in my throat when I grabbed a handful of rice flakes and put them in my mouth. Thanks to the dry banana leaves, the kids in my neighborhood had a snack that was really filling…

When my youngest brother moved out, my parents had to clear the banana garden to dig the foundation for the house. Not everyone had the strength to uproot the old banana trees. My father and a few uncles worked hard all morning to dig, hoe, and clear the ground to get a flat foundation.

After a while, probably the blink of an eye, one day while walking around the house, I was extremely surprised to see a young shoot stretching strongly in the morning sunlight. I didn't know if it was a banana, a banana or a simon banana, I just felt really impressed with the strong vitality of bananas.

A cool breeze blew by, the young green banana shoots seemed to glow among the myriad green colors of the leaves...

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