Once upon a time long, long time ...
A large and lush forests grew under heaven. Among
trees had a beautiful bay, and hidden in the shadow of their leaves family lived a hairy caterpillar.
I loved living there, always had to eat tender leaves and branches they felt protected by their most merciless enemy: Birds.
appoint those devils with feathers was the biggest taboo family since her tatatarabuelas caterpillars were eaten by their cruel beaks, but the fear remained present. Every night, all gathered in the lower branch of laurel, and the m & aacute, s old volvíaa they have the terrible carnage with all the details, save screams, blood and guts hanging. In fact none of the narrators of recent times had witnessed the slaughter, only repeated the same story they had heard from their elders. Of course I also added things invented gory details for the relative impact to the smallest. They had to learn that beyond the thick leaves of laurel, the universe was filled with terrible dangers, and if they had to exaggerate a little story, they would. Each
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Very slowly, she left the comfort of your shelter, and left her sisters as they walked past distracted eating the young shoots. The journey seemed impossible. Increased
dragged through the branches, and the more difficult it was up the way for the hairy caterpillar.
The sun was burning, hunger and thirst were a growing torture ... was even attacked by a bird, saving a miracle.
came a time when forces were not the only thing he wanted was to get a rebujito and sleep ... and die.
The sky was too far, too; Nbsp; ***
Jam this little story in class to my kids, and then I realized realize that their sense affect me.
I want to be a butterfly, but sometimes it is so difficult to see beyond our shelter of leaves! Look
u_u heaven \u0026lt;3
Many kisses, loves ~
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