There once lived a young, sweet girl named Pina who was pampered by her
mother. She never worked and would
always get whatever she wanted. The
village despised her, but the mother was happy with her little child.
The mother knew that Pina was very dependent on her and that made her
happy. One day, Pinaís mother got
really ill that she could not even work. For
her childís sake, she knew she would have to get well, but she would need her
Calling Pina to the bed, she asked her to do her a favor. Never being asked to do anything before, Pina was hesitant
but finally accepted. The mother
finally asked her to cook lugaw, or porridge because she could not eat anything
solid. Pina, who never touched a
cooking utensil in her life refused to cook.
The mother begged Pina and even gave her the instructions on how to cook
lugaw. She still did not move until
the mother had to yell at her.
With an angry face, Pina went to the kitchen to make her mother some
porridge. She was about to mix in
the ingredients but could not find the ladle.
She asked her mother angrily where the ladle was, but her only response
was to look at the kitchen table where the other utensils were.
Still Pina could not find it and again asked angrily where the ladle was.
The mother got so frustrated that she cursed Pina and hoped that her
child grew a thousand eyes so she could find it.
With that comment, everything became quiet and the mother assumed that
Pina found the ladle.
After a while, the mother could not smell anything cooking so she called
for Pina. Nobody answered, but
luckily her neighbors heard her and they nursed her back.
They told her not to worry and that Pina was probably at her friendís
house. Days passed, but Pina never
came back. The mother was frantic
looking for Pina everywhere. Pina
was gone and the mother was very sad.
One day, the mother was cleaning her backyard when she saw a grass-like
plant sprouting out of the ground. She
dug it out and was surprised to see that it had a nice big fruit. It had a thousand eyes and she quickly remembered the curse
she gave to her daughter. Distraught
by the curse she gave, the mother decided to name the fruit after her sweet
child Pina. She passed more of the
fruits that grew in her backyard around to her neighbors and called it Pinya, or
what we call Pineapple.
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