There was once a very lonely and sad monarch caterpillar. He would wake up every morning alone and cold in the shades of the leaves. As usual, he would check around nervously for danger before he proceeds to look for food. He was an especially picky eater because he would only eat the leaves of a milkweed plant. One morning, he woke to the scorching ray of light blaring upon the lonely caterpillar. He decided to check the flare out when he noticed a string of caterpillars beside him – marching one by one on the thin stem of a blooming flower. They proceeded to spit out strange silks then encasing themselves in it as it was simultaneously suspended on the stem and hidden in the pedal of the flower. The lonely caterpillar never saw his parents, but he knew the caterpillars were going through a stage of metamorphosis, where they become the pupa. He also knew one day he’ll become a beautiful butterfly.
Impatiently, he continued his risky journey towards the light. Suddenly a burst of chill air rustled the leaves he was standing on, and knocked him hard on the ground, unconscious. The lon...
ImageText BoxImageOne of the biggest threats to the environment of Ontario is the Gypsy Moth (Lymantria dispar dispar). The species itself is native to Europe and Asia. How this affects us is by weakening trees across Ontario and North America. The first time the gypsy moth was found in Ontario was 1969. The gypsy moth can be found in southern Canada (Ontario), New Brunswick, Nova Scotia and British Columbia. It is known to weaken trees and the caterpillar form live in trees and during most outbreaks its caterpillar feces would fall from the trees to the ground or even on top of humans. The average Gypsy Caterpillar can grow 5-6 centimeters long. With five pairs of blue spots and six pairs of bright red dots on their back. The female moth are white and can fly on the other hand, the male moth are brown and can also fly. The female have a 5cm wing span but male have a 2.5cm wing span. The gypsy moth usually lives in open forests and other forests and take up at least 20% of the space. The Gypsy moth are about 4cm long, tan coloured and can be located on tree trunks, furniture, and buildings. (OFAH Invading Species Awareness Program, 2012)
Helena Maria Veramontes writes her short story “The Moths” from the first person point of view, placing her fourteen year old protagonist female character as a guide through the process of spiritual re-birth. The girl begins the story with a description of the debt she owes her Abuelita—the only adult who has treated her with kindness and respect. She describes her Apa (Father) and Ama (Mother), along with two sisters as if they live in the same household, yet are born from two different worlds. Her father is abusive, her mother chooses to stay in the background and her sisters evoke a kind of femininity that she does not possess. The girl is angry at her masculine differences and strikes out at her sisters physically. Apa tries to make his daughter conform to his strict religious beliefs, which she refuses to do and her defiance evokes abuse. The girl’s Abuelita is dying and she immerses herself in caring for her, partly to repay a debt and partly out of the deep love she has for her. As her grandmother lay dying, she begins the process of letting go. The moth helps to portray a sense of spirituality, re-birth and becomes, finally, an incarnation of the grandmother. The theme of the story is spiritual growth is born from human suffering.
The short story “The Moths,” written by Helena Maria Viramontes, tells a story between a granddaughter and a grandmother who both share a symbolic connection between each other. The story is in a first person narrative, told by the author, and her experience taking care of her ill grandmother while facing gender and religious oppression in her own home. The author is very distant from her own family mainly because she does not meet the expectations that her parents have embedded for her. There is a motif of rebirth throughout the story told by the author by symbolizing the significance of the gray moths. The vivid imagery of moths in Helena Maria Viramontes’ short story “The Moths” symbolizes the connection between life and death.
...;The rain at Kehi Shrine shook him up a little bit. He is at the end of his long, hard journey empty handed. He lacks the fulfillment of achievement. It seems that he pushed onward because he knew there was going to be a light at the end of the tunnel. Somehow, things didn’t exactly pan out the way he planned and here his at the end of the road, contemplating on the emptiness of the world...
The very hungry caterpillar illustrates the process of a little egg eats different food to grow up to be a butterfly. This book is appropriate for children between three-to-five as the storyline is clear and well-developed. Designed with simple, large pictures and bright colours, children can be engaged in the context as these illustrations are able to keep their attentions. Children’s language development can be stimulated as new vocabularies (e.g. names of different fruits) are introduced and the language structure is repeated in several pages. Furthermore, with the little holes in the book, children can poke their fingers and play with the book through storytelling. The design of the book has provided with astonishments while children turning the pages and invite
“I probably would not have noticed it at all had not a butterfly, a yellow butterfly with dark spots like ink dots on its wings, not lit there. What had brought it there? …I watched it fly over the ditch and down into the quarter, I watched it until I could not see it anymore. Yes, I told myself. It is finally over.”
The space above them buckled. The floating lantern globes heaved upward to the enchanted night sky by the power of his words. The lamps up and down The District shattered, along with every window popping inward. Even a couple of fire hydrants took notice of his might by exploding up many stories high. Wizards, Warlocks and anyone else within the range of his voice dropped to the ground onto their knees. Their hands clasped their ears, heads bowed in pain as they grimaced.
The “cocoon” represents the transitional point between a caterpillar and its transformation into a butterfly. Therefore, “cocoon” represents the transitional point between poverty and success, and illustrates a time of reflection and soul-searching before transitioning into success. A “butterfly” is the after-product of a caterpillar that has transitioned into its cocoon. The “butterfly” is the product of a long route of transitioning and growing into success and beauty. To have “wit” is to have intelligence and wisdom. “Wit” is a crucial characteristic for any individual who has reached success, because as success arises, often comes disregard for an individual’s past and therefore, staying true to one’s self,
The life cycle starts as larva or caterpillar. First, the monarch lays the eggs on the milkweed plants. Next, the egg hatch into a caterpillar. The caterpillar then eats the milkweed plants until they are large enough to pupate (Emmel, 1999). Then, the caterpillar attaches a pad of silk to a stem of a milkweed plant so it can hang while it transform into a butterfly. Next, the caterpillar sheds it larval skin to reveal the chrysalis inside (Emmel, 1999). After it shed its skin, the pupa hardens and the chrysalis earns it name by glowing in the sun. As the pupa stage comes to an end, the butterfly can be seen through its pupa shell. The monarch emerges by splitting the pupa along the length of it proboscis (Emmel, 1999). First the legs emerge. Then the fluid fill body pumps its fluid into the veins of the wings while the body shrinks to normal size. Finally, the butterfly hangs from the pupa about two hours while the wings dry (Emmel, 1999).
Famous German physician Albert Schweitzer said, “We are all so much together, but we are all dying of loneliness.” In the novel Of Mice and Men, written during the Great Depression, loneliness is a very important theme. I am going to write about how loneliness has impacted the lives of George, Crooks and Curley's wife, in this essay.
As she continues to observe the moth, she begins to see the creature as a metaphor for life itself. The speaker describes him as he flies from one corner of the room to another as if “a fiber, very thing but pure, of the enormous energy of the world had been thrust into his frail and diminutive body” (1-2). From the speaker’s perspective, he was “nothing but life” (2). Yet, his existence is composed of simple activities, which means that he represents life in its most primal form to the speaker. Yet even in this primal form, she still perceives him as “form of the energy that was rolling in at the open window and driving its way through so many narrow and intricate
Like a ghost, he crept in her direction. The only light cast by the Miller Lite sign and a distant street lamp. The only lamp had been...
through the landscape with a cold that ached in the bones. Every blade of grass was held
"Hope for the Flowers" is a story about a caterpillar, Stripe, who was born in this world and lived a normal life as expected from a caterpillar: eating and growing bigger. However, he became tired of doing such routine over and over again and thought that there must be something more to life. So he left the tree which served as his home from the very start and went out to the world to wander. Yes, he was fascinated with things he saw, but he was unsatisfied, until he found a caterpillar pillar rising up the sky with the top impossible to see. He wanted to go up also and reach the peak of the pillar, and that goal became a frustration. He was eager to reach that goal: the top.
The sunset was not spectacular that day. The vivid ruby and tangerine streaks that so often caressed the blue brow of the sky were sleeping, hidden behind the heavy mists. There are some days when the sunlight seems to dance, to weave and frolic with tongues of fire between the blades of grass. Not on that day. That evening, the yellow light was sickly. It diffused softly through the gray curtains with a shrouded light that just failed to illuminate. High up in the treetops, the leaves swayed, but on the ground, the grass was silent, limp and unmoving. The sun set and the earth waited.