metamorphosis
Thursday, August 13th, 2009
pogiBoy’s become interested in poetry very recently. I was helping him memorise a simple one about a caterpillar fretting about becoming a butterfly.
When we came to part where the caterpillar asks “will i still recognize myself — in wings?” pogiBoy got excited.
He just remembered the experiment they did in his nursery back when he was 4-years old. He tried to describe what happened:
The caterpillar eats and eats.
Then he lives in a…*scratches his head*… a coconut.
Then he grows wings, mum.
Sounds family?
