Watermelons

Yesterday as I washed and dried a whole watermelon for refrigerating, I remembered what my mom had told me her way to cool her watermelons in those old days. There was a well in the mid courtyard in my grandparents’ residence. In hot summer days, my mom and her sisters would put a watermelon in a basket which was then descended to the bottom of the well and stayed down there until it was considered cool enough to eat. I had heard the story many times since I was very young and always though the watermelons must have tasted better, not to mention the fun of the whole entertainment.