Please check out my post on BlogHer. It’s an abbreviated version of one I’ve posted on this blog
I also had a previous post on BlogHer.
I’m hoping to be a regular contributed to BlogHer .
Today I need to focus on the positive, so I’m going to share a piece my daughter wrote when they were studying butterflies last spring. I can’t tell if it’s fiction or nonfiction.
This was her assignment:
Some of our butterflies have hatched. We read and talked about the life of a butterfly. Tonight write a story about butterflies and the things they do.
They needed to use these words:
Here it is about a Painted Lady Butterfly (typos included):
I’m finlly out. Time to pump my wings. You know what I’m hugry. I need to use my proboscis (wich is a tongue) to eat. I’m done so its time to fly.
Oww. Something smells good. I smell with my antennaes. I go get redy to mate. Owww a male paited lady butterfly is following me. Mals are territoryul.
I need too pollinate flowers. Now I’m going to mate. Time for me too lay eggs.
I’m going to eat nectar. I tast with my feet.
Butterflies live for a fewe weeks. The eggs must be laed oneder a leaf. If a caterpiller is not hached on its food it will walk in circls and diy.