And the people sang the songs and did all the things that the Farmer told them to do and the Farm grew and grew.

Time passed and soon the Farmer decided that it would be good to return to the West to see what oranges in the West taste like, and to show more people how to grow oranges that are just like the ones in the East. And so the Farmer and his friends once again got on a jet plane and flew to the West.

Now the people of the West, having eaten a number of different fruits throughout their lives, had grown accustomed to thinking of themselves as a rather sophisticated lot, with a rather refined palate, and brought up in such a way as to behave with good manners. Having had the time to contemplate the nature of the Farmer and his oranges, they were ready this time to receive him properly, and help him to understand the ways of the people of the West.

Once again the people of the East and the people of the West embraced each other in their own way, and ate some oranges together and sang some songs. Then, having eaten and sung to their fill, some of the people of the West mentioned to the Farmer that they were having a little trouble peeling their oranges before eating them. "Wouldn't it be great", they said to the Farmer, "if we could give people oranges without the peel. Certainly, more people would like oranges a lot better if they did not have to peel them."

"Very good", the Farmer said, wondering what weakness of fingers must be intrinsic to the people of the West that makes it so hard for them to peel oranges. And so a small group of people set upon all the crates of oranges that the Farmer had brought with him and peeled all the oranges for everyone.

The following morning everyone was given an orange to eat with breakfast, as had been the tradition up to that point. The only difference was that this morning's oranges arrived in the dinning hall already peeled. The people appreciated that it took less time to eat them, that they didn't get orange peels underneath their fingernails, and so on. Again, at lunchtime, peeled oranges were distributed, but these ones didn't taste exactly right because they had been sitting in the crates in a peeled state for a while. By dinnertime, no oranges were distributed because all the rest of the peeled oranges had spoiled.

Once the next shipment of oranges arrived, it was decided to once again have everyone peel their own oranges at meals, while the small group of people researched a better solution to their problem.