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Nov 2019
A caterpillar and a butterfly walk side by side along a forest path. Another caterpillar passes by and looks at them, intrigued.
“Are you not jealous?” he shouts, before he can stop himself.
They stop and seem surprised. Then, the butterfly answers:
“Yeah, well, sometimes, but look, I can fly now, that’s something!”
Ashamed and more irritated than ever, the enquirer scuttles away without another word.
The butterfly looks at his friend. “Does he not know?”
The caterpillar shrugs. “Maybe not. Some don’t.”
“Well, someday he’ll find out.”, says the butterfly amiably, and they walk on.
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