Some plants, who I must shamefully admit are also baguio beans like me, are taking up my space! They just sprouted beside me, and now they have the audacity to compete for the food and water that rightfully belongs to ME. What's worse is that there's three of them, and only one of me. One of them is a whiner; another one is a whako; and the other one is a wimp.
Two days ago at about sunrise, I woke up to the sound of a scream.
"Help. Where am I," a voice said, "Wait. What am I?"
I was about to ignore him when I realized that he was beside me. The last thing I want for my waking hour is noise. I was about to silence the wimp (What a way to start life: scream in fear?) when I heard other voices. Apparently, the wimp was not alone. It had friends.
"I don't like it here," another voice said, "It's so crowded."
"You just have to bear with it," still another voice added, "I think we're now alive."
At this, the voices hushed. It took them that long to know they were alive. I had thought that all baguio beans were smart. I just realized it was not true. So far, I've found only one smart baguio bean, but it's pretty obvious who he is.
Then the voices started again. I could not stand their whiny voices that I shouted at them.
"Will you upstarts cut it out," I said, "Some plants need to sleep." The upstarts darted to silence.
"Please, can you tell us what we must do," the whako one said, "We just woke up."
The sprout actually made sense. However, he pointed out such an obvious fact that I had to stop myself from laughing. Does he think I'm that dumb not to notice that they had just woke up?
"And the place is too crowded," the whiner one said, "I can't get enough food from the ground."
As if it's my problem that I sprouted ahead of them. I get to get more nutrients than they do. My root network is vaster and more efficient than theirs. They will be destined to stunted growth while I to greatness far more than they could have ever imagined.
"Well, it's not my problem," I said. At this the wimp cowered, but I promptly ignored him along with the rest of them. They won't be getting much from me. After all, they just had the honor of being near to me, the greatest bean ever.
I would have been contented that morning if the upstarts had remained silent. They resumed their shameless noise a minute after that incident. After trying hard to coax me to talking again, they ignored me, and then talked among themselves. I'm afraid that I'll get sick listening to their noise all day. How am I to survive from them?