There was once a big Banana. This Banana had no children yet for none of his seeds had ripened.

He waited patiently day and night for his babies to hatch. One day, as he was sitting on his nest of seeds the big banana felt something move beneath him.

Poc!! Poc!! Poc!!

Never mind! He just had a regular morning banana like any healthy young Banana.

Filled with happiness, the Banana watched as, one by one, his little banana became bigger and bigger.

"Thanks god! My banana is still usable."

He was so excited to grab the napkin to... *cough* watch his favorite movie collection like any other healthy banana would.

Ite! Ite! Ite! Kimochi!

His palms are sweaty, knees weak, arms are heavy

There's liquid on his sweater already, mom's spaghetti

He's nervous, but on the surface he looks calm and ready

To just come, but he keeps on forgettin'

Bam! Finally, his seeds ripened!

He was so excited to lead his children to the farm and teach them all the ways of being a banana. Unfortunately for the big Banana, one seed was left to ripen. This seed was smaller than the rest. This seed was darker than the rest. His little bananas impatiently waited for two more days and nights.

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"I want to go to the farm, Popo," one baby banana said.

"Let's go! Let's go!" two more said excitedly.

But the big Banana made them all wait, for he promised himself that he would love all his children the same.

At the crack of dawn on the third day of waiting, the small dark seed began to vibrate. It shook and shook as all of the bananas watched in awe.

Then suddenly: KIMOCHIIIIIII!

Out from the small dark seed popped a large, strange looking head of a banana (just like a mushroom) that didn't look much like a banana. This baby's head was a little too weird (just like a mushroom), his hairs were a little too scruffy, and his face was a little too ugly af!

But, nonetheless, the big Banana promised himself that he would love all her children the same.

He led his children into the nearby pond and began to teach each banana how to be a proper Banana.

He taught them how to peel. Each bananas peeled.

PEEL!! PEEL! PEEL!! PEEL!!

The ugly banana peeled.

Ouch!! So hurt!!

All of the bananas in the farm stared at the ugly Banana and began to laugh. The father Banana sadly took his little bananas over to a different part of the farm. The other bananas were giggling and making fun of the ugly one. Two nearby Banana passed by and grabbed at the ugly banana's hair.

"This one looks nothing like your others!" one jested.

"This one is ugly!" the other scoffed.

The ugly banana hung his head in shame. The father Banana became very embarrassed of his ugly banana and made him stay in the corner of the farm while the others practiced Kama Sutra, 69 Stances, Missionary, Cowgirl, Bug on a Leaf, Side Rider, Leaping Frog, Banana Split...

All of those special stances would be needed in a special time when all those baby bananas grew to be a bigger and harder banana.

One evening, as all of the bananas in the farm had gone to sleep, the ugly banana decided that it was time for him to leave. He knew he was causing his father distress and he did not want to live in a place where he felt unwanted.

So the little ugly Banana ran away.

Narrator: The end of Part 1