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Goodbye tomatoes!

Grocery shopping is mundane and routine, wouldn't you agree? I find I roam through the aisles in the same route as I do each week. I walk by, barely acknowledging the other shoppers. Yet we are all in the same mission: methodically filling our carts and checking off our grocery lists, either manually or electronically.
However, a few weeks ago, something different happened at the produce section.  There I was, surveying the bananas,trying to find a bunch that didn't have many bruises. Suddenly, a little four year old girl with brunette hair appeared by my side. Her eyes lit up as she scanned the bananas, humming a whimsical tune. Soon, she scampered off.  I turned around and saw her mother wasn't far from her. Mom was standing next the the tomato display. My eyes focused on the little girl, who was now babbling to the tomato stack. Then, her mother called her name, telling her it was time to go. With a tiny wave, she sang, "Goodbye tomatoes!"
I smiled, tickled by how cute and sweet the little girl's words were. They were so random, yet so refreshing. Here was a young child roaming through the market and fascinated by everything. She absorbed all that was around her. Her small voice stuck in my mind as I was reminded that we take so much for granted and forget the wonder of the little things.
As a lark, I turned around and looked at the bananas again. Instead of examining them critically for blemishes, I marveled at their sunny, summery yellow hues. Now this grocery trip was not boring--it presented an amusing moment of produce salutation.

 
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