Banana vs sons

A sense of worry slipped into his mind as he cut another banana tree to harvest bananas. Both his sons were at loggerheads with each other. He was 63 years old and he didn’t know if he would have the strength to carry on taking care of the farm. 

The elder one had a drinking problem. The younger one always wanted money to trade bikes and phones. They listened to him, he listened to them too, but the sons couldn’t stand each other. 

He chopped another tree down, careful to cut just enough so the stem would just fold in the middle and the raw fruit won’t land on the ground and get bruised. The harvest was great this year. No wind or rain could destroy the young plants. It survived to bear fruits. Nor did they fight each other. He separated the banana bunch from the tree and called it another good day!