Mango tree biography of abraham

1. A mango seed

Hi, my name is Nati and my home is on a tropical island east of Africa.

Mango tree biography of abraham

Once, I met an old white bearded man in a long flowing robe sitting peacefully under a giant mango tree. The shade from the large and elegant canopy of this mighty tree provided coolness from the tropical sun and even shielded one from getting wet during some of the light rain showers.

The man under the tree sat on a comfortable looking aged wooden chair, and when he saw me, he invited me to join him and take a seat in a second equally comfortable looking chair. I was but a young boy at that time, and I was honored to be the guest of this well-respected man, whose life gained wisdom was written all over his face in wrinkles that changed with every word he spoke.

I felt that I needed to stare at him in wonder when he softly smiled with his brilliant white teeth showing great joy from his deep brown weathered face that was surrounded by tiny little white curls covering h