Three butterflies were resting on the flower. After a long play in the air and a drink of nectar they felt like sitting quietly for a moment, enjoying a sunshine.
– Look at those thick prickly funny wriggly worms down there, – said one beautiful butterfly to another.
– Oh, yeah. Look at them crawling, chewing on the leaves.
– They are so ugly. Ugh…
– But!.. That’s what we were! – the third butterfly exclaimed.
– What?!
– Who? Us?..
– Were those?..
– Are you mad? He is mad.
– Oh, just ignore him.
– Waah-ha-ha-ha! Look at that one, the fattest one, it fell off it’s leaf! Must have eaten too much! Aha-ha-ha! Gready guts!The two butterflies laughed. In their butterflyey elegant manner they took off the flower and flattered away, chatting:
– Imagine! Us and those!
– Absolutely. He is out of his mind!
– He is weird, so unlike us.
The third one stayed behind. Still in disbelief he said, not addressing anyone in particular: “They don’t remember!”
A caterpillar sat on a leaf. Normally a caterpillar would be eating. This one, however, stopped for a moment. Something very beautiful distracted it’s attention from the caterpillary duties. Somewhere up high, on the prettier end of the plant he was sitting on, the caterpillar sow three unknown creatures. They were utterly handsome – slim bodies with long curling antennas crowning their heads, but most importantly – the wings. Those were simply magnificent!
“What are they?” – he thought in admiration.
– What are they? – he shouted to another caterpillar two leaves away.
– Dunno… – munch, munch…
– Excuse me, – he asked another one, down below, – do you know what are those creatures up there?
– Which ones?
– The ones with the pretty colourful things on their backs?
– Where?
– Up on the end of the plant.
– Where? I can’t see…
– Up there, – he shouted down, trying to point up with one of his little legs and… fell off the leaf.
– Ow! Ugh!
He sighed.”I am so… ugly and clumsy,” – thought he in despair, looking himself over. A little tear rolled down his fat fluffy cheek.
“Oh, well,” – he muttered and chewed on a leaf.
Marina Kim