Author's Note: This is a flash fiction written for my friend's visual arts project last February, in which she had to create a story book by creating images through food (in this case, guacamole). In other words, we had to illustrate a story by illustrating it through the ingredients of guacamole. I was the one who came up with the story, and this is what I came up with. It's pretty simple because this was supposed to be targeted towards children, but I wasn't really sure if I succeeded. Hehe. I don't think I'm meant to write for a younger audience because my stories would usually involve a lot of angst and darkness. Well, nonetheless, I hope you like it. I decided to share this for the sake of portfolio-making. Reviews are highly appreciated.

Here are the ingredients used, just in case you were wondering...

1. 3 avocadoes – peeled, pitted, and mashed
2. 1 lime, juiced
3. Salt
4. ½ cup diced onion
5. 3 tablespoons chopped fresh cilantro
6. 2 roma (plum) tomatoes, diced
7. 1 teaspoon minced garlic
8. 1 pinch ground pepper


Once upon a time, there was a lonely tree living in what was used to be a wilderness of rich green flora prior to the recent deforestation. The rest of his kind was already wiped off because of the unpleasant circumstances brought by air pollution. All his life, he has been living in that forsaken place without the company of his fellow trees.

In his heart, he longed deeply for the warmth and abundance of the forest once again, with a family and group of friends whom he can live happily with. But what can he do, exactly? One cannot get things by merely longing for them.

Despite all of this, he continues to wonder... How was he able to survive, anyway? But most importantly, why only him, of all trees? One particularly windy night, the tree tried to fight back the air's continuous howl. Little did he know that he didn't need to give much effort, for he realized that he has been blessed with the seed of abundance, giving him the natural and ultimate resistance to external forces. It seems to him that the powers of this seed work at its highest level whenever a storm arises.

From the distance, he could almost see a very tiny flickering of a light or soul, waiting to be watered upon by the coming rain. Just as the rain finally fell in torrents, he could see the light from afar glowing the same way as he did. And perhaps, for once, he could no longer feel all alone.


(2/2/2014)