The moment I swallowed the cherry seed today, my mind immediately drifted back to my childhood days where I swallowed a seed accidentally and was told by my dad that a tree will grow on my head, bearing fruits from the seed! He reinstated my fear, cheekily, knowing that I had just read a book where a boy swallowed a rambutan seed and had a rambutan tree growing on his head!! Ridiculous as it sounds, I actually kinda believe and fear as a child. In half-believe state I went through days of panic with my wild imagination.
Thinking back this sound so funny. But I have a admit I felt a hint of panic when I swallowed the cherry seed today. I know I will never grow cherry tree on my head but somehow I still need the assurance that I’ll be fine. So my dear husband was forced to do the “silly” task to assure that I am alright.
Talk about bad childhood experience and the impact – that’s mine. But am glad it is coupled with a funny element.
Well, that book is not my favourite read of course.
