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Living
in a
beautiful
part of
the
field,
among
colored
flowers,
friendly
trees,
Vavá,
the
lightning
bug,
lived
always
unhappy
and
sad.
He felt
small
and
useless.
He flew
over the
roses
and
admired
their
beauty
and
smell;
he got
amazed
at the
butterflies
which
passed
by him
fancy
dressed
with
their
colored
wings.
He heard
the
magical
song of
the
birds on
the
trees
and got
sad as
he
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couldn’t
even sing. Deep
down, he envied
them all, the
roses, the
butterflies, the
birds and all
those which were
different from
him. |
Why did
God
create
him like
that? He
was not
as
beautiful
as the
butterflies,
didn’t
smell as
good as
the
roses
and
couldn’t
sing
like the
birds!
The only
thing he
possessed
was that
flashlight
on his
back and
no one
else had
it.
Only him!
If he
had a
beautiful
and
bright
light,
just
like the
stars
that
Vavá
would
stare at
night,
or those
light
poles he
would
see
sometimes
in the
city, it
would be
different.
He would
be proud
of it.
But no!
This dim
light
was
useless!
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One day,
Lady
Rabbit
showed
up, very
worried
about
her kid.
The
little
one was
sick and
she
needed a
certain
plant to
make
some
tea.
She
asked
help for
the
Butterfly:
— Dear
Butterfly,
help me
find the
medicine
for my
son.
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But the
butterfly
answered,
widening
her
colored
wings:
— How
come?
It’s
getting
dark and
I can’t
see a
thing!
Lady
Rabbit
thanked
and
asked
the
rose,
then:
—
Please,
dear
Rose,
help me
find
medicine
for my
son!
Shaking
her
beautiful
head of
soft
petals,
the rose
answered,
softly:
— I’d
like to
help
you,
but,
unfortunately,
I can’t
walk
and,
even if
I could,
I
wouldn’t
be able
to see
in the
dark!
Lady
Rabbit
thanked
and, as
she came
across
the
bird,
she
said:
— You
that fly
to many
places,
could
you help
me find
the
plant
that I
need to
heal my
son?
The bird
kept
thinking
and
after
answered:
— I
might
know
where to
find the
plant
you’re
looking
for,
Lady
Rabbit,
but it’s
so dark
and I
can’t
fly,
because
I’d hit
the
trees.
Besides,
I don’t
know
exactly
the
place
and now
would be
impossible
to find
it.
The poor
rabbit
got very
sad and
was
about to
give up
and come
back
home
without
the
plant.
But the
animals
gathered
to
analyze
the
problem,
worried
about
the
situation,
and
started
discussing
what the
solution
could
be.
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Lady
Owl, who
heard
everything
in
silence,
on a
branch
of a
tree,
suggested:
— I can
only
think of
one name
to help
us out.
—
Who??!!
— All
asked at
the same
time.
— Vavá,
the
lightning
bug!
They
were
surprised.
How
could
they
forget
him?
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—
Me???...
— Of
course!
Who else
possesses
a
flashlight?
— the
owl
explained,
happy.
So, they
went to
the
place
where
the bird
had seen
the
plant,
always
guided
by Vavá,
who was
in
charge,
proudly
lightening
the
way.
They
searched...
searched...
searched...
and
finally,
hidden,
there it
was.
Lady
Rabbit,
so happy
and
relieved,
couldn’t
thank
him
more:
— Thank
you,
Vavá!
If it
weren’t
you and
your
flashlight
I
would’ve
never
got it.
May God
bless
you!
Vavá,
for the
first
time,
felt he
was
helpful,
and got
happy.
And he
realized
the gift
God gave
him was
very...
very
important,
and he
could
help
many
people.
Now, he
didn’t
care
about
not
being
beautiful
as the
butterflies,
or
smelling
good as
the
roses,
or
singing
like the
birds.
He
wouldn’t
feel as
a small
and
useless
bug,
excluded
from the
others.
He was
very
important
and had
a task
no one
else
could
do:
lighten
the
darkness.
And,
from
that day
on, Vavá
always
walk
through
the
field,
confident
and
proud of
his
light,
thanking
God the
gift he
was
given.
Aunt
Célia
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