the bean man and his family
September 28th 2007 As I walk to school in the morning, I pass a house whose gardener my roommate and I affectionately call "the bean man." This tiny, wiry old man gives us long beans (pi u'umi) or tomatoes or cucumbers because he says "there's no one to look after you."
He talks to his plants, and he yells at them if they aren't giving flowers or fruit. I asked him about it one day and he said, "oh, that's how y
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