This quote made me laugh.
Vivid image, isn’t it? A child growing into an eggplant, or any variety of garden vegetable hiding in the depths of the fridge.
It reminded me of a man I knew years ago. We were in a church singles group. Mike had a different personality: a little clueless, a little goofy, a lot of warm-hearted kindness. As a young man, he had been in a horrible accident. Thrown from a horse, I think. Afterward, he was in a coma. Doctors told his mother that he’d be a vegetable for the rest of his life.
At that point in the story, he’d point to his vivid red hair. “Well, I did turn out to be a carrot top.”
Even brain damage didn’t stop his imagination from linking the doctor’s dire (and wrong) prediction with his natural hair color. His child-like personality often left him socially impaired, but it also gave him a big heart and an openness that, sometimes, we oh-so-mature grown-ups lack.
We’re busy hiding behind polite adherence to social nuances. We’re nice, which has to be the worst adjective possible to saddle on a person and we all know it, but we’re too determined to be nice because we think it makes us mature when it doesn’t.
It’s only in becoming like a child that we find true maturity.