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The Story Of The Not-so-colourful Butterfly
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Sunny, a caterpillar, loves telling stories to her friends.
She dreams of the day she will spin her chrysalis and become a butterfly.
She imagines her wings will be very beautiful, with rainbow colours.
One day in early Spring Sunny does what she dreamed; she spins her chrysalis.
But what kind of butterfly will she be?
What will her friends think of her new wings?
Read Sunnys' story to find out.
Once upon a time there lived a not-so-colourful butterfly named Sunny.
She hadn't started out that way; she began life as a colourful caterpillar; bright pea green and mustard yellow with black spots.
She climbed trees with her caterpillar friends, May and June.
Sunny loved climbing and she loved munching on leaves, right after the rain when they were ripe and juicy.
But what she loved more than anything was to tell stories.
Her stories were full of adventure; pirates, witches and wizards, brave heroes who fought dragons and princesses who spoke their minds.
She loved to sit up high in her tree and weave tales to the other caterpillars, spinning a magical story web around them.
She told them in sun and shade; and at night, by the light of the moon.
Her friends loved to listen, but agreed that Sunny was, well, a little strange.
Or at least, different from them.
Sunny and her friends dreamed of the day when they would spin into a chrysalis, beginning their transformations into butterflies.
Sunny imagined her wings with rainbow colours that would sparkle in the sunlight.
One day in late winter, when the first spring buds were forming on the trees, Sunny curled into a candy cane shape, hanging upside down from a small branch, and began to spin her chrysalis.
After two long weeks of work, Sunny popped out in excitement!
She imagined how beautiful her rainbow wings must look.
She flew quickly down to a stream not far from her tree, peering into the water at her reflection.
"No!" she gasped aloud, hopping a step back; she couldn't believe her eyes!
Staring back at her was a butterfly as black as night, with not a speck of colour or pattern.
This was not what she had imagined at all! No no, this would not do.
What would her friends look like; and what would they say when they saw her?
She couldn't bear to find out.
She lowered her head, flapping quickly away to hide high up in the tree, in the shade of some leaves.
'If only I could be a caterpillar again.' she thought.
The sun rose higher in the sky as she sat thinking, thinking so hard that she didn't even notice when the sun set and May and June perched on some branches beside her.
"Wow, what big wings you have!" May said.
"You look like the midnight sky." said June.
"We've missed your stories; tell us one please!"
"Yes, tell us one!" May echoed.
Sunny hesitated; did she really look like the midnight sky?
She looked up at the vast, dark blue-purple black sky above her, dotted with tiny stars.
It was beautiful.
Sunny let out a long, slow breath and began: "Once upon a time, there was a not-so-colourful butterfly..."
As she spoke she felt just like she had as a caterpillar; breathless, excited, and full of adventure and dreams.
She felt beautiful, just as she was.
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