One Sunday morning, the chef in a restaurant put out a basket of fruits to make a fruit salad.

The fruits started to talk to each other.

The apple said, "I am good for health, the chef will pick me."

The banana said, "I am yellow and bright, the chef will pick me."

The pear said, "I have a nice shape, the chef will pick me."

The pineapple said, "I am sweet and juicy, the chef will pick me."

The pineapple squeezed and squashed the other fruits to be at the top.

The chef heard the fruits talking and said, "What a nice basket of fruits."

The fruits started shouting, "Pick me, pick only me!"

The chef picked the apple first and put it into a bowl. The apple was happy and laughed at the other fruits.

The fruits that were left in the basket were shouting, "Pick me, pick me!"

The second fruit that chef picked was the banana. He put it into the bowl.

The apple and the banana laughed at the other fruits. The fruits that were left in the basket were shouting, "Pick me, pick me!"

The chef picked the third fruit. It was the pear.

The pineapple was left in the basket and cried, "Pick me, pick me." Finally, the chef picked the pineapple.

The fruits were amazed because they were all picked for the salad.

"What a healthy, colourful, body building, nicely shaped, sweet, and juicy fruit salad," smiled the chef.

The fruits were proud and happy. They realised that they are all equally important.

The fruits started singing, "Pick me, pick me, pick all of us!"

People in the restaurant loved the song and ordered the fruit salad.