A Ladybug Called Little One and The Miracle of His Wings

Sorry I haven’t written anything in the last few days. I’ve recently found a children’s book that I wrote a few weeks ago because my dear sister’s wife is pregnant and I imagined both of them curled up on the couch with the baby in their arms and reading the beautiful yet simplistic words of a child’s world of unicorns and rhymes of playfulness. My sister really likes bugs, so I wrote a story about a ladybug because I absolutely love them. I’ve decided to post my story to bring happiness and smiles to everybody who reads it. I hope you enjoy it!!!

Once, long ago, in a little white house with a little white fence, there lived a little red ladybug who had three black dots called ‘Little One’.

He lived with his beautiful Mama Bug and handsome Papa Bug, who all lived on a beautiful little pink flower that grew in a brown pot inside the house.

The little pink flower was a wonderful place to live. There was lots of delicious pollen to eat and the little white house was very warm and every night, before Little One went to bed, his Mama Bug and Papa Bug would kiss him good night.

But even though the little pink flower was a wonderful place to live, Little One was still sad.

Every winter, the beautiful little pink flower would get so droopy and brown that Mama Bug and Papa Bug would have to fly to the glass greenhouse to bring back some pollen to eat.

And everyday, when Mama Bug and Papa Bug went out to collect food, Little One would sit on the brown leaf, looking out the window and wondering what lay inside the glass greenhouse that seemed so magical.

“When can I go to the greenhouse with you and Papa Bug?” Little One asked Mama Bug one day.

“You just have to be patient,” Mama Bug said. “Soon your wings will come in and then you’ll be able to fly with Papa Bug and me.”

So, everyday Little One checked to see if his wings had come in…

And everyday he found nothing there.

One day, Little One was sitting on the brown, droopy leaf, watching his Mama Bug and Papa Bug fly away to the glass greenhouse when he smiled and thought, “One day, I am going to fly.”

Little One then shut his eyes and began saying, “I’m going to get wings. I’m going to get wings,” when he suddenly felt a tingling in his back.

When Little One looked behind himself, he could not believe what he saw.

There, on his back, were two perfect clear wings. Little One was so excited that he began jumping up and down on the brown leaf, which wasn’t very firm.

The leaf then broke off the stem of the brown, droopy flower, but Little One did not fall.

Before he even knew it, Little One was flapping his wings, soaring through the air and heading to the glass greenhouse to show his Mama Bug and Papa Bug the miracle of his wings.

When Little One got to the glass greenhouse, he gasped because it was so beautiful. There were so many colors! Red tomato’s, blue berries, and the flowers were every color of the rainbow.

When Little One found his Mama Bug and Papa Bug, they were so proud of him that they cheered him on as he flew around the glass greenhouse.

“You see?” Mama Bug said, smiling. “I knew that you would get your wings. All you had to have was a little patience and a little faith.”

So, every winter, Little One went with his Mama Bug and Papa Bug to the beautiful greenhouse to gather food and fly faithfully through the air.

The End.