Two butterflies were in love………One day, they decided to play Hide n Seek…….
During the play…..
Boy butterfly, kipepeo – “A small game within us”
Girl butterfly, kipepeo – “OK”
Boy butterfly, kipepeo – “The one who sits in this flower
tomorrow early in the morning is the one who loves
the other one more…..”
Girl butterfly, kipepeo – “OK”
inayofuata morning, the boy butterfly, kipepeo waits for the
maua, ua to open so that he can sit before the girl
butterfly, kipepeo does……
Finally, the maua, ua opened…..
What did he see…..?????……..
The girl butterfly, kipepeo had died inside the flower…..
She stayed there all night……so that early in
the morning……as soon as she sees him…….she
can fly to him and tell him how much she loved
him……..
During the play…..
Boy butterfly, kipepeo – “A small game within us”
Girl butterfly, kipepeo – “OK”
Boy butterfly, kipepeo – “The one who sits in this flower
tomorrow early in the morning is the one who loves
the other one more…..”
Girl butterfly, kipepeo – “OK”
inayofuata morning, the boy butterfly, kipepeo waits for the
maua, ua to open so that he can sit before the girl
butterfly, kipepeo does……
Finally, the maua, ua opened…..
What did he see…..?????……..
The girl butterfly, kipepeo had died inside the flower…..
She stayed there all night……so that early in
the morning……as soon as she sees him…….she
can fly to him and tell him how much she loved
him……..
I was known as Daddy's little girl..
But, Daddy's little girl grew up. ♥
I was known as young and innocent,
Ms. Innocent got in zaidi and zaidi trouble. ♥
I was obsessed with bright colors especially pink,
Now all I wear is dark colors, especially black. ♥
I cried whenever I fell off a Cycle and scrapped my knee,
Now I cry whenever a guy breaks my heart. ♥
I was never afraid of saying goodbye..
bcoz, I was always gonna see them the inayofuata siku at recess,
Now I'm afraid of saying that word and letting go,
My dream was to grow up...
Now I don't want to grow up anymore... :'(
One day, a ten-year-old boy went to an ice cream shop, sat at a
meza, jedwali and asked the waitress, “How much is an aiskrimu cone?” She said,
“seventy-five cents.” The boy started counting the coins he had in his
hand. Then he asked how much a small cup of aiskrimu was. The waitress
impatiently replied, “sixty five cents.” The boy said, “I will have the
small aiskrimu cup.” He had his ice-cream, paid the bill and left. When
the waitress came to pick up the empty plate, she was touched.
Underneath were ten one-cent coins as tip. The little boy had
consideration for the waitress before he ordered his ice-cream. He
showed sensitivity and caring. He thought of others before himself.
meza, jedwali and asked the waitress, “How much is an aiskrimu cone?” She said,
“seventy-five cents.” The boy started counting the coins he had in his
hand. Then he asked how much a small cup of aiskrimu was. The waitress
impatiently replied, “sixty five cents.” The boy said, “I will have the
small aiskrimu cup.” He had his ice-cream, paid the bill and left. When
the waitress came to pick up the empty plate, she was touched.
Underneath were ten one-cent coins as tip. The little boy had
consideration for the waitress before he ordered his ice-cream. He
showed sensitivity and caring. He thought of others before himself.
