Finding fruit by feel

The other day, we bought a passion fruit.  I have had passion fruit flavoured things but I have never had the actual fruit before.  I didn't touch it in the grocery store and so was shocked when I removed from the grocery bag, something that felt like a wizened apple.  What in the world was this?  It was the passion fruit.  Smaller than I had thought.  And covered in plastic so it felt kind of like skin of an apple that was getting old.  I sniffed it and it didn't smell like much.  We tried to decide what to do with it.  We ended up cutting it open and scooping out the middle.  It tasted okay but I don't know that I would buy it again.  It reminded me of touching fruit as a kid.  When I was very small, my mom would take me to the grocery store and let me touch fruit and vegetables.  How else would I know what they were.  And I smelled them and shook them.  This way, I learned about bananas, oranges, apples, pears, peaches, plums, grapefruit, grapes, etc.  How else would a blind person know what these things are and how to pick them out.   By smell, by shape, by texture.  It was fun.  I loved it.  Tomorrow, the fruit that scared me to death on the counter.  You'll like the story I promise.  Stay tuned.