| The Worlds
                Not Gone Completely Bananasby Eric Green
 With so much
                danger and uncertainty in the world, including
                from Covid-19 and its complications, Ill
                take anything that allows my life to approximate
                pre-Covid days--halfway normal, less stressed,
                and realistically hopeful.
 So maybe it was fate when taking my usual path
                through the underground passageway on my way to
                the local bank, I bumped into a neighbor in my
                apartment building, Nancy, who informed me that
                she had just picked up a free banana from two
                ladies manning a stand down the street from where
                we live. I had to quiz Nancy twice--free banana?
                I stammered--seeing the yellow-colored object in
                her hand.
 
 At that moment, with the reverberating echo in my
                brain of criminals running loose everywhere from
                watching too many violent crime shows, I figured
                it might be wiser not to enter the bank with a
                banana in my hand, as the bank teller might
                mistake it for a pistol or some explosive device.
                With suspicion lurking all around, you better not
                take any chances of appearing strange holding a
                banana while doing a financial transaction, which
                could lead to a swat team telling you to drop
                it before frog-marching you into the paddy
                wagon.
 
 In the interest of avoiding a rap sheet, I put
                off going for the free banana until early the
                following morning. I rushed down the street and
                there it was, a cart full of bananas with two
                smiling ladies welcoming me to please take one
                and assuring me it was free. I kept waiting to
                hear the catch, that maybe these ladies were in a
                cult and bananas were part of brainwashing to
                have you follow their Svengali. But all the
                ladies said was have a good day.
 
 It was a repeat performance the next morning at
                the banana stand. No Svengalis, no cult disciples,
                only this time, I decided to be daring. Would it
                be okay if I could possibly take two bananas? By
                all means, please take two free bananas, the
                ladies insisted, adding that someone else once
                took 10 free bananas to make banana bread.
 
 With that in mind. I eventually graduated from
                taking several bananas to grabbing a whole bunch
                of six or seven of the fruit, in the unlikely
                event I ever had the compulsion, if not the
                ability, to use them to make my own banana
                concoction.
 
 I was to learn later that this banana giveaway
                was actually a promotion by a local business to
                provide the public with a healthy eco-friendly
                snack.
 
 But it does much more than that. Living through
                these stressful times of Covid-19 and whatnot,
                heading to that banana stand to unpeel those
                bananas offers great appeal.
 
 First, it forces me to go outside my comfort zone
                where you actually might meet and talk to your
                neighbor, and second, because the stand is there
                every weekday like clockwork, it provides a sense
                of comfort and stability that the world hasnt
                gone totally bananas.
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