Baby Bee Finds A Flower
A Short Story
Today, I want to share this short story I wrote and shared with my only daughter, Pinky, one night. She liked it very much, so I hope, you will also like it. I shared it, too, with an English teacher, and he said, it tells lessons through the lines in it. I hope you will find these lessons. Enjoy the find.
Fly. Fly Fly.
A baby bee flies over a green garden one gloomy afternoon.
But it cannot find any flower around.
"Huh. Huh. Huh."
The baby cries so hard.
Swing. Swing. Swing.
While happily swinging on a big green leaf, a baby praying mantis hears the crying baby bee and asks.
"Why are you crying?"
"I feel so weak and thirsty." The baby bee answers.
"Can you help me look for a flower?" The baby bee asks the baby praying mantis back.
The latter moves its head around.
"There." The baby praying mantis immediately points its right foreleg to a flower just infront of them.
"Huh. Huh. Huh. It is still close!" The baby bee complains.
"I know. You need to wait for tomorrow." The baby praying mantis explains.
Play. Play. Play.
The two babies decide to play until the baby bee forgets its thirst.
When darkness comes, they tell many stories until they fall asleep.
As soon as the sun shines brightly in the morning sky, the baby bee excitedly greets the red flower infront.
"Good morning. Good morning. Good morning."
The baby bee flaps its wings and hovers over the red flower.
For a while, the baby bee stops, looks up and prays.
"Thank you, Lord. I will be full today."
Then the baby bee starts to kiss the red flower and sips its fresh and sweet nectar.
"Thank you very much."
The baby bee says goodbye to the red flower.
"Buzz. Buzz. Buzz."