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The Butterfly & the Spider - a short story for younger children
By 1211kellie
23 May 2008
A short story aimed at young children. Any comments much appreciated.

butterfly


                                                               spider



 

One day, Bella, an extremely rare and beautiful butterfly, was sitting, wings outstretched, on a rather tall and shaky garden fence. The warm sun burned brightly in the midday sky and the wind gently ruffled the leaves on the trees. She began to feel quite thirsty and decided to flutter over to a lovely lavender bush and drink some of its very sweet nectar.

Now in this particular garden, hidden in a rosebush, lived a hairy spider whose name was Sid. He particularly liked butterflies as a lunchtime snack. So he quickly spun a very large cobweb. Then he sat back and waited hungrily. 

Suddenly the sun dipped behind a cloud, the sky darkened and heavy rain burst from the sky. Bella didn’t like the rain; it made her wings tatty and dull. She flew as fast as she could and headed for the shelter of the old apple tree.

Poor Bella didn’t see the cobweb and flew straight into it. Surprised and frightened, she struggled to free herself from the sticky threads. Sid scuttled over eagerly but she was far too quick and, fluttering extremely fast, she flew away to safety. Sid was not a happy spider and stomped away in disgust. Bella was now sitting happily beneath the tree.

Eventually the rain stopped, the sky turned blue and the sun reappeared. It shined on the garden and dried up all the puddles. Bella learnt a valuable lesson that day: ALWAYS LOOK WHERE YOU’RE GOING. If you don’t, you might get eaten by a spider!


Copyright 2008

Reviews

Written by Josie (2785 comments posted) 23rd May 2008
Kellie - how pleased I am to see you writing your mini-beast stories. This is delightful - but, as you like butterflies (and so do I), I am glad that we didn't have to read about Sid enjoying his meal. ha ha. Have you tried this with your little children yet? Or are they too young? Well done!

Written by mia_ms_kim (1019 comments posted) 23rd May 2008
My boy (5) enjoyed this story very much. He asked good questions like 'what is a nectar?' and compared it to the honey bees make. He enjoyed the images drawn from nature he could relate to, eg. the wind ruffling the leaves, sunshine drying up the puddles, lunchtime snack for Sid, rain that wet Bella's wings etc. (He also wanted a purple spider!) 
 
Thank you, Kellie, for the story. 
 
Mia 8)

Written by 1211kellie (165 comments posted) 23rd May 2008
Thank you both for your lovely comments and help and advice that you offered. I have tried it on my oldest (3.5) and she liked it. I do enjoy writing these little stories and hope to add more to my collection soon. 
 
Kellie :)

Written by Josie (2785 comments posted) 23rd May 2008
I've had a second thought on your story. I think we should not put into the minds of children the thought that spiders are huge and scary (and you have emphasized this in large letters). This is why I am terrified of large spiders to the extent that I don't think I could ever live on my own. It might have been better if you spoke of him in a friendly way, because, after all, he just wanted to net his lunch, the same as we do for our fish and chips. I have often wondered where these spider phobias come from, and I think it might come to children this way. Look at my Susie Spider poem. I've tried to make her different, and to make her proud of her web, and to point out that she is no different to us when netting her dinner. Little fish don't like it you know.

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