There was a thick and verdant forest on the opposite side of the river filled with monkeys and all sorts of birds singing their songs of Mother Nature. We were able to cross over and Kako took me to a place beneath a huge apple tree, telling me it was his favorite spot in the forest. He sat down with his back to the tree as I climbed up high into its branches. When I got as far as I could go, there was a brilliant red apple just within my reach, but the moment I touched the luscious fruit, the Devil came out in me again. Without thinking, I hurled the apple downward, striking Kako on the head so hard it raised an ugly bump. He didn't flinch or even look up to see where the apple had come from. When I got down out of the tree, I noticed the lump on his head but made no mention of what I had just done. I started walking away and Kako got up to follow me. We walked in the forest for hours until I complained that I was hungry. Without a word, he reached into his robes and pulled out the apple that was all smashed and bloody on one side and handed it to me. "Are you crazy?" I shouted, "I'm not going to eat that bloody mess." "It was a delicious apple before you decided to destroy it by throwing it at me," Kako said matter-of-factly in his soft voice. I just stopped in my tracks and stared at him. The object lesson was much more effective than the gong ringer's stick.