#MiVidaDeMamá por @motherhood, compartiendo una fábula infantil. La historia de Bee Bee la abejita que no podía volar.
Saludos queridos amigos de esta gran comunidad orientada a los temas de crianza, maternidad y paternidad donde cada día se ven grandes temas relacionados con lo antes mencionado.
Greetings dear friends of this great community oriented to the topics of parenting, motherhood and fatherhood where every day we see great topics related to the aforementioned.
Anteanoche me vi ante mis hijas que pedían un cuento en especial, uno que no fuera sacado de Internet ni menos de un libro, un cuento que fuera especial para ellas, un cuento que mamá creará para regalárselos, me dieron el tema y me dispuse a su creación, lo redacte y anoche se los leí y sus caritas emocionadas me reflejaban que si les gustaba ya que además interactuaban preguntando o respondiendo lo que yo misma les preguntaba.
The night before last I saw my daughters asking for a special story, one that was not taken from the Internet or from a book, a story that was special for them, a story that mom would create to give them, they gave me the theme and I set out to create it, I wrote it and last night I read it to them and their excited faces showed me that they liked it because they also interacted asking or answering what I asked them.
Al finalizar el relato mi hija más grande me dijo "mamá al final uno nunca debe rendirse por que si deseas algo con fuerza y esperas tranquila algún día llegará" y tal cual era ese el mensaje que quería darles.
At the end of the story my oldest daughter told me "Mom, in the end you should never give up because if you want something hard and wait quietly someday it will come" and that was the message I wanted to give them.
Nunca hay que rendirse en cumplir nuestros sueños ya que jamás se sabe a que buena persona conoceremos en el camino quien pueda darnos esa mano que tanto se necesita.
We must never give up on fulfilling our dreams because we never know what good person we will meet along the way who can give us that hand that we need so much.
Les comparto esta fábula infantil esperando que les guste también a sus pequeños hijas e hijos.
I share this children's fable with you in the hope that your little daughters and sons will also like it.
La historia de Bee Bee la abejita que no podía volar.
La abejita Bee Bee era la más pequeña de la colmena, de apariencia tierna, gordita y de un particular tono amarillo, a veces si la veías bien podías imaginar que estabas mirando al mismísimo sol solo que Bee Bee no te deja los ojos encandilados.
Bee Bee además de tener un bello tono tenía otra particularidad, la abejita había nacido sin sus alas y a diferencia de sus hermanas y hermanos ella solo podía caminar y tenía prohibido abandonar la colmena.
Cada día veía como sus hermanas mayores salían volando por la gran puerta y luego de largas horas llegaban riéndose por las anécdotas vividas o emocionadas por los paisajes visitados.
La pobre abejita Bee Bee se escondía para que nadie viera que lloraba, para ella era muy molesto el no poder volar y no entendía porque sus alas no nacían.
Un tarde en la que la colmena había quedado sola Bee Bee se asomó a la gran puerta y en un abrir y cerrar de ojos una ventisca extraña apareció y la lanzó directamente al piso.
En la caída las hojas de los árboles parecían ayudarla e hicieron una especie de escalera por la cual la abejita fue cayendo.
Bee Bee se vio en un lugar extraño donde nada de lo que conocía estaba presente y solo podía ver a la copa del gran árbol donde su hogar se hallaba.
Se sintió desconsolada y temerosa de los peligros a los que estaría expuesta pero su ansia de aventura la calmaron rápido.
Camino en medio de las hojas del gran árbol cuando vio una oruga que sigilosa se escondía, -no tengas miedo- dijo la abejita haciendo que la oruga se mostrará completa.
-¿Tú tampoco puedes volar?- preguntó la oruga.
-No- respondió Bee Bee soltando una lagrima.
La oruga soltó una gran carcajada -no te preocupes que no eres la única, yo tampoco sé volar-, la abejita quedó desconcertada preguntándose si acaso las orugas vuelan.
-Me llamó Oly y aunque tu no lo creas seré una mariposa así que si podré volar- dijo la oruga sacando pecho.
La abejita entendió entonces y sonrió de forma amistosa, habían pasado apenas unas horas desde que Bee Bee había caído de la colmena, sintió hambre y extraño a su familia pero aún ninguna de sus hermanas volvía a casa para hacer señas de que había caído.
Se acomodo junto a la oruga Oly y sin darse cuenta ambas se habían dormido sintiendo la suave brisa.
Al día siguiente Oly se había convertido en mariposa y revoloteaba alrededor de la abejita, Bee Bee sintió tristeza y la mariposa Oly esparció seda en la espalda de la abejita haciendo que dos bellas alas nacieran.
Bee Bee emprendió el vuelo con el valioso regalo que su amiga la mariposa le había dado, comprendió entonces que esperar valía la pena y que la amistad con un ser al que no conocía le había obsequiado su más anhelado sueño.
Desde ese día Bee Bee y Oly se reunían para volar por todos los lugares que querían y si veían a algún bichito en apuros lo ayudaban para regar así una cadena de amistad entre cada ser del prado.
The story of Bee Bee the little bee that couldn't fly.
Bee Bee was the smallest bee in the hive, with a tender appearance, chubby and with a particular yellow tone, sometimes if you saw her well you could imagine that you were looking at the sun itself, but Bee Bee Bee does not let your eyes dazzle.
Bee Bee besides having a beautiful tone had another particularity, the little bee was born without wings and unlike her sisters and brothers she could only walk and was forbidden to leave the hive.
Every day she saw how her older sisters flew out of the big door and after long hours they would arrive laughing at the anecdotes they had experienced or excited about the landscapes they had visited.
The poor little Bee Bee would hide so that no one would see her crying, for her it was very annoying not to be able to fly and she did not understand why her wings were not born.
One afternoon when the hive was left alone, Bee Bee looked out the big door and in the blink of an eye a strange blizzard appeared and threw her straight to the ground.
In the fall the leaves of the trees seemed to help her and made a sort of ladder down which the little bee was falling.
Bee Bee found herself in a strange place where nothing she knew was present and she could only see the top of the big tree where her home was.
She felt disconsolate and fearful of the dangers she would be exposed to, but her desire for adventure quickly calmed her down.
She walked through the leaves of the big tree when she saw a caterpillar stealthily hiding, "Don't be afraid," said the little bee, making the caterpillar appear complete.
-You can't fly either," asked the caterpillar.
-No," answered Bee Bee, shedding a tear.
The caterpillar laughed loudly, "Don't worry, you are not the only one, I can't fly either", the little bee was puzzled and wondered if caterpillars can fly.
-She called me Oly and believe it or not I will be a butterfly, so I can fly," said the caterpillar, puffing out her chest.
The little bee understood then and smiled in a friendly way, it had been only a few hours since Bee Bee had fallen from the hive, she felt hungry and missed her family but still none of her sisters came home to make signs that she had fallen.
She settled down next to Oly the caterpillar and before she knew it they had both fallen asleep feeling the gentle breeze.
The next day Oly had turned into a butterfly and fluttered around the little bee, Bee Bee felt sad and the Oly butterfly spread silk on the back of the little bee causing two beautiful wings to be born.
Bee Bee flew away with the precious gift that her friend the butterfly had given her, she understood then that waiting was worth it and that the friendship with a being she did not know had given her her most longed-for dream.
From that day on, Bee Bee and Oly met to fly wherever they wanted and if they saw a little bug in trouble, they would help it to spread a chain of friendship among every being in the meadow.
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Que hermoso relato amiga, me encantó, hoy se lo leo a mi hija que está en ese proceso de aprender palabras, de seguro le encantará también. Es super chévere que fomentes en tus hijas el valor de la constancia y de que todo con esfuerzo se puede lograr. Felicidades mamita 👏
Hola amiga será un honor que leas el cuento a tu hijita, saludos para ustedes y feliz sábado en familia.
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Your daughter's comment to you actually summarises the story you've shared with us, and not just that, it leaves us a great message which plays a great role in life also. Patience, hardwork and consistency is necessary for us to achieve our long term goal. We don’t need to give up even when things are hard and things seem unclear, if we are determined to be successful and goal oriented, we'll achieve what we aim for. Also, we'd love to see such beautiful stories like Bee Bee 🥰 or your wonderful #motherhood experience with your children shared on Leothreads: alpha.leofinance.io, I'm sure the Motherhood Leo Curators would be glad to have you engaging more with the #Motherhood tag.
I greatly appreciate your words and the invitation received, of course I will be sharing content with you to continue learning, nourishing my mind with new knowledge and above all to read the other members and enjoy every text they post.
We are never done learning and advancing and it is gratifying that our children at an early age begin to analyze what will be their future.
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Yes, learning happens in phases and stages. There is no one who is above learning, and our children and younger ones can also give us insight to the future no matter how little they are. That's why it is necessary that we groom them to be resourceful and knowledgeable no matter their age. I look forward to reading your awesome threads. If you encounter any challenge logging on via Hive Keychain, I can always be a guide.
Hey @issymarie2 I hope we see you on Threads! It's fun, engaging and very simple to use!
Hello, thank you for the invitation, I will be there, thank you very much.