It was a lovely day along the Amazon River. Davíd the turtle sat on a rock, trying to enjoy the lapping of the water. Everything around him was so lovely, but somehow he couldn't shake the sadness he felt. Thinking he was alone, or as alone as an animal can be in the Amazon, he let some tears start to fall from his small, dark eyes.
Suddenly, a burst of color entered his vision. A fluttering yellow butterfly had landed on his face. "How are you doing, friend?" asked the butterfly.
Davíd wasn't quite sure what to say, so he went with, "Have we met before?" It wasn't the best opening line, but the butterfly had landed on his face so perhaps he could be excused for any lack of tact.
"No," said the butterfly in a light and sweet voice, "but it looked like you needed a friend."
Davíd knew this to be true, but was surprised at how forward this yellow bug was. "So we're friends without you even telling me your name?"
The butterfly flitted her wings beautifully, distracting Davíd from his question for a moment. She went on to answer, "My name is Silvia, what's yours?"
Davíd had almost forgotten that he hadn't told her his name either. "It's Davíd."
"Do you need a friend, Davíd?" asked Silvia kindly.
Davíd tried to snort, wanting to pretend that all was well, it's what he always did. But his attempted snort ended up driving a few more tears down his wrinkled face. In a move so quick, Davíd would've missed it had she not been on his face, Silvia drank up one of his tears. He was surprised by it, but found it oddly natural.
Silvia looked at him with her large eyes and waited for an answer. Her yellow wings somehow kept getting brighter and more vivid in his eyes. He had almost forgotten how much he liked the color yellow. He hadn't thought of such things in a while. Not wanting to continue to stare silently he said, "I think I could use another."
Silvia's bright wings expanded in her excitement. "Would you like to talk, friend?"
Davíd nodded slightly and began to tell her of his troubles and of his troublesome thoughts. Silvia listened quietly, drinking his tears when they fell, and filling his vision with as much of her splendorous wings as she could.
After, Davíd felt better. "You're very kind, Silvia, to listen to all of that from a stranger."
"I thought we were friends," Silvia teased, flapping her wings in mock confusion.
Davíd smiled a little. "I hope I can return the favor if you ever need."
"I know you will," said Silvia in an almost sing-song voice, "it's what best friends do."
"Oh we're best friends now, are we?" Davíd found himself saying with a small laugh in his voice.
"Why not?" teased Silvia.
Davíd found himself smiling despite himself, "I suppose we could be."
(Prompt from Jeffrey Kallen in response to a video clip)
Turtle and butterfly video
Suddenly, a burst of color entered his vision. A fluttering yellow butterfly had landed on his face. "How are you doing, friend?" asked the butterfly.
Davíd wasn't quite sure what to say, so he went with, "Have we met before?" It wasn't the best opening line, but the butterfly had landed on his face so perhaps he could be excused for any lack of tact.
"No," said the butterfly in a light and sweet voice, "but it looked like you needed a friend."
Davíd knew this to be true, but was surprised at how forward this yellow bug was. "So we're friends without you even telling me your name?"
The butterfly flitted her wings beautifully, distracting Davíd from his question for a moment. She went on to answer, "My name is Silvia, what's yours?"
Davíd had almost forgotten that he hadn't told her his name either. "It's Davíd."
"Do you need a friend, Davíd?" asked Silvia kindly.
Davíd tried to snort, wanting to pretend that all was well, it's what he always did. But his attempted snort ended up driving a few more tears down his wrinkled face. In a move so quick, Davíd would've missed it had she not been on his face, Silvia drank up one of his tears. He was surprised by it, but found it oddly natural.
Silvia looked at him with her large eyes and waited for an answer. Her yellow wings somehow kept getting brighter and more vivid in his eyes. He had almost forgotten how much he liked the color yellow. He hadn't thought of such things in a while. Not wanting to continue to stare silently he said, "I think I could use another."
Silvia's bright wings expanded in her excitement. "Would you like to talk, friend?"
Davíd nodded slightly and began to tell her of his troubles and of his troublesome thoughts. Silvia listened quietly, drinking his tears when they fell, and filling his vision with as much of her splendorous wings as she could.
After, Davíd felt better. "You're very kind, Silvia, to listen to all of that from a stranger."
"I thought we were friends," Silvia teased, flapping her wings in mock confusion.
Davíd smiled a little. "I hope I can return the favor if you ever need."
"I know you will," said Silvia in an almost sing-song voice, "it's what best friends do."
"Oh we're best friends now, are we?" Davíd found himself saying with a small laugh in his voice.
"Why not?" teased Silvia.
Davíd found himself smiling despite himself, "I suppose we could be."
(Prompt from Jeffrey Kallen in response to a video clip)
Turtle and butterfly video
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