I notice that a lot of you are sporting YES blue and white butterflies. What could be more appropriate from me than that parable? Remember you can ALWAYS download/share/use my work on fellow YES people and DONT KNOWS in any way you like. Thank you! ___________ 12. The caterpillar grows up Once upon a time, there was a little caterpillar. He was considered by a lot of the other animals to be a small, ugly little creature. “How I wish I was free and beautiful like you” he said one day to the butterflies. “Free to fly in the warm air currents, away from these bullying creatures who poke fun at my smallness and ugliness.” “You will, little caterpillar,” said one of the butterflies, giving a tinkling laugh. “You will, one day soar with us in the deep air oceans and we will welcome you as one of us. We’ll also look after you and love you as one of our own.” “Oh thank you, thank you” gushed the little caterpillar, who had never been loved or appreciated so much before in his life. “I certainly hope so.” “Believe in yourself,” said one of the wisest butterflies. “Believe in better.” Suddenly, a large, black shadow materialised in the sky. The butterflies fled in all directions all a-flutter. “Aha! What have we here?” cackled a big white bird. The caterpillar gulped. “By rights, I should eat you” said the big white bird. “But you’re far too small and far too ugly for my taste. Be gone with you – before I change my mind.” The caterpillar gulped again. “T-t-t-thank you” he stuttered. “Don’t mention it!” said the big white bird and flew off, cackling. Now the little caterpillar was a good little caterpillar. He ate all his greens – just like his Mummy caterpillar told him to. In fact, he ate so much that he felt very sleepy. So creeping inside his gold and black cocoon, he fell into a deep and contented sleep. He dreamt of the free butterflies and then dreamt – a nightmare – of the big white bird gobbling him up. In the morning, the caterpillar woke up inside his gold and black cocoon. Only he was not a caterpillar any more. He was a beautiful blue and white butterfly. The small, ug-..., sorry, the beautiful new blue and white butterfly spread his wings and joined the other butterflies in the sky. “Welcome!” said the wise butterfly who had told him to believe in himself the day before. “We told you you could do it!” “Yes! Yes! And thank you. Thank you, all” said the blue and white butterfly, smiling. It was such a joyous feeling – freedom and having the love and respect of the other butterflies, in the clear blue sky. He was free of all those nasty bullies too who had previously mocked him for his size and appearance. He had all those lovely, pretty flowers which he hadn’t seen before to visit too. Life was very good and the blue and white butterfly had found his place at last. He was very happy. __________ (c) Sion Rees Williams (aka Welsh Admin) 2012-2014 All rights reserved _________ https://facebook/Parables.For.The.New.Politics https://facebook/media/set/?set=a.259514867559112.1073741846.137715503072383&type=1
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