Originally Written by: ANDRE MAY C. MACARAYAN
Long time ago, in the village of Hambukhawi, there was an old woman telling story about this poisonous fruit, that whoever eats it will die easily. Because there was a thief from another village, named Kumaha, who were chased by the residents, decided to hide in Hambukhawi. Kumaha was starving and had nothing to eat but this fruit. He then ate it and several days, they found the theif died under the tree of this fruit. The story of the old woman spread throughout the village and the villagers feared this fruit. As described by the old woman, this fruit is yellow, oblong in shape and it clusters hanging invitingly on a tree. The fruits were located somewhere in the mountain or in the surrounding of the village.
One day, the only son of the chieftain named Hasula was asked by his father for a mission. For the reason that there were scarcities of food to eat to their village and the villagers were already starving, he asked his son to go to another village to deliver the message of help to another chieftain. The way to another village was a long journey. This mission was tasked only for Hasula so that his father will test how strong his son would be to be a next chieftain. It’s kind of survival and Hasula was to bring nothing but himself and the message he was about to deliver.
On his way to another village, at first two days, Hasula found it easy. But at his third day, he found it tough because he was lost in the forest with no food to eat. He was surrounded by this poisonous fruit, and because he knew that it will kill him, he didn’t attempt to eat one. He was really starving to death with no food around him but suddenly a beautiful woman appeared in the forest. She told him, “You may eat this fruit, but in a right manner. Pick it and pinch it until a small amount of the white sticky sap lets out from the fruit. Open it and eat it. This may save you from the hunger of death”. To his surprise, he passed out and went to sleep.
While sleeping, he had a dream about this beautiful woman who tends to be a fairy. The fairy on his dream told him to spread what she told him lately because it will give them good lucks. When he woke up, the fairy already disappeared. He found his dream strange and the appearance of the fairy but since he was so hungry, he didn’t hesitate what the fairy told him. He obeyed the fairy and ate the fruit. He then gained his strength. Instead of continuing his mission, he went back to Hambukhawi for the villagers to have immediate food and to stop death.
When he arrived, he abruptly spread what the fairy told him. They searched for the fruit and ate them as directed by Hasula on the process of eating it. To their surprise, nothing happened to them. The fruit was edible and has subtle sweetness that tantalizes the taste buds which was so delicious. The villagers came back to life. The fairy brusquely appeared and acknowledged Hasula for his obedience. She asked the villagers to plant for more and by that there was never been scarcity again. Hasula thanked the fairy for saving him and the entire village. Upon hearing it, the chieftain, father of Hasula felt so proud of his son. By that they learnt that the poisonous fruit they knew would kill them easily which they’d coined Lasones can be eaten by many. They termed it Lasones because it contains poison. Since then, the villagers started planting more Lasones trees and were never experienced hunger. Lasones, by the time passed by is now called Lansones.
Clusters of Lansones Fruit hanging invitingly on a tree.
Moral Lesson:
Don’t be deceive by the outer look, explore and you might discover something new that may change the way you live. Reminds us that there is an appropriate process for doing things, even things untried some time recently, to wind up with a safe and positive result. We just need to be brave, be patient, be obedient and just trust because at the end it will reward us with beautiful and bountiful things. 🙂
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