"I wonder why that bud is so much larger than the others," said the rose-apple tree, who had a great deal of curiosity.
We filled ourselves with the juicy pink fruit of the “kavika,” or what is generally known as the Malacca or rose-apple.
But when the storm came and the thunder roared and the lightning flashed, the rose-apple tree was afraid and dared not look up.
The small animals eat the fruit, and I tasted some, but it was not so good as the rose-apple; we called it the white-apple.
The rose-apple grows on one of the most symmetrical trees in Cuba, with strong, oval, glossy leaves.
"Perhaps it is a star and not a diamond," said the rose-apple tree; but because of its brightness it could not tell which it was.