Farfallina and Marcel
Farfallina and Marcel Farfallina and Marcel The rain fell all morning. It splattered on the pond and splashed on Farfallina's leaf. She found a dry spot and ate it. "Hey," said a little voice. "You're eating my umbrella." Farfallina peered over the edge. A small gray bird was huddled underneath. Farfallina liked his soft feathers and his gentle eyes. "I'm Farfallina," she said, and she slid down to the ground. "My name is Marcel," said the bird. He liked Farfallina's smile and her pre
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Farfallina and Marcel
Farfallina and Marcel
The rain fell all morning.It splattered on the pond and splashed on Farfallina's leaf.She found a dry spot and ate it."Hey," said a little voice. "You're eating my umbrella."Farfallina peered over the edge.A small gray bird was huddled underneath.
Farfallina liked his soft feathers and his gentle eyes.
"I'm Farfallina," she said, and she slid down to the ground.
"My name is Marcel," said the bird.
He liked Farfallina's smile and her pretty colors.
The rain turned to drizzle, and Farfallina wanted to play."I'll hide and you find me," she said. Marcel agreed.
Farfallina hid under a fern close to the ground because she knew that Marcel couldn't climb.
"Now I'll hide," said Marcel when he found her.
And he hid right behind the tree because he knew that Farfallina moved slowly.
"I can take you for a ride on the pond," said Marcel.Farfallina inched her way up to Marcel's back."You tickle," said Marcel, and he slipped into the water.
Farfallina giggled. "There's so much to see," she said.
Farfallina and Marcel played together every day.They liked the same games, and they liked each other.
But one day Farfallina was not herself."I'm not sick," she told Marcel, "just a little uncomfortable.I need to climb up onto a branch and rest for a while.""I'll wait for you," Marcel called as Farfallina made her way up the tree.
Marcel watched until Farfallina was completely out of sight.Then he settled himself in the grass and waited.
Night came and then morning, but Farfallina didn't come down.Marcel called to her, but she didn't answer.He was very worried and terribly lonely.
Weeks went by. The afternoons grew longer and warmer, and Marcel went to the pond.
He was growing, and when he looked at his reflection in the water, he hardly recognized himself.
He went back to the tree every day to look for Farfallina, but she was never there.And after a while he gave up.
At the top of the tree Farfallina was snuggled in a blanket of glossy silk. She was growing too.
