EAT THE CATERPILLAR 
* THE CHASE, collected in collecting fairy tales, the Ed Rudolf Steiner.
On one occasion, Father Sun happily rode the blue sky thinking:
"It is time Spring arrives. Mother Earth and I have to create together the Spring.
He called down:
"Mother Earth, look up, it's time for Spring. We have much to do.
Mother Earth
looked up from his winter retreat and responded.
"Yes, Father Sun, really it is time spring arrives. Pour out thy beams shining on the earth. Then we can create together the Spring.
The sun shone warmly, while Mother Earth was on one side to another, and where she shook his hand green shoots appear, later, thousands of blossoms in colors like little stars they stood up to the sunlight.
Small caterpillars out of their eggs and began to eat the leaves of plants. At plants mattered - there were so many leaves! - and grew fat caterpillars actively.
A caterpillar went to Mother Earth and began to grumble:
"Not well," said the plants have flowers that are swaying in the wind and watch the sun. And I must permancer in the shade of the leaves. Why I can not I be a flower and worship the sun?
"You're too fat," said Mother Earth-just think about eating and your own welfare.
"But I run fast," said the caterpillar. Tell me how I can become a fly. I want to worship the sun!
- You have big ideas, small larvae, "said Mother Earth.
Then spoke slowly and solemnly
"There is a way of becoming different, but it is difficult and dangerous. One who came from the sun and brought new life to the land was the one who taught how.
- Tell me, tell me! - Shouted the caterpillar, what do I do?
"You must be very brave and willing to die," said Mother Earth. First you have to spin for yourself a dress of white silk. After ceñirlo tight around your large and small body and then lie down very still and wait. The silk dress will be completely stiff, and feel like you're captive. Your body will slowly fade, and believe that you will die. But when something is just you, an angel will come from the sun and mold your new shape in your small cell. Slowly your new, delicate body will begin to form, and with it you worship the sun.
"I'll try humbly said the caterpillar, and began to spin the white silk dress.
When the tissue was wrapped around his hard, he lay very still, waiting and waiting. The weather became very long. The caterpillar felt faded and wondered if he would die. But the angel came from the sun with its new shape and adjustability. Gradually his new body, much more delicate and beautiful, was growing inside his prison. Finally, it opened strongly, and the caterpillar emerged in the sunlight. He realized that he had golden wings and could fly into the sun. Merrily shouted
- I am a flower that can fly! Thank Mother Earth, Father Sun thanks Now I can really worship the sun.
Thus, the caterpillar had become a butterfly flew from flower to flower, singing happily to the Sun
* Photo: Silkworm days before becoming a cocoon. Family archives.
