Reminds me of my younger days. As the only girl, I'd always go on a mango hunting expedition with the boys. There were a mango tree overhanging high above the roof of a nearby Church. The boys would climb the trees and throw the mangoes at me which I gladly gather in our bag. Lol..... May the soul of Mom continue to rest in the bosom of the lord.
Mango hunting sounds like good fun!