Sunday, April 1, 2018

The Story of the Not-So-Colorful Butterfly

The Story of the Not-So-Colorful Butterfly

by Stacie Eirich

Illustrated by Tina Wijesiri

Once upon a time there lived a not-so-colorful butterfly 

named Sunny. 

She hadn't started out that way. She began life as a colorful 

caterpillar – bright pea green and mustard yellow with black  


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 


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, 

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 


Sunny imagined her wings with rainbow colors 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 


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 color 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 all day, 

thinking so hard that she didn't even notice when the sun set 

and May and June perched down on some branches beside 


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, purply-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-colorful butterfly..” 

As she spoke, she felt just like she had as a caterpillar – 

breathless, excited, full of adventure and dreams.

Sunny smiled. She felt beautiful, just as she was.

The End 

Copyright 4/1/2018 Stacie Eirich

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