As siaku sat cross legged on the mat waiting for MissTaylor to send him off to read, something incredible happened in front of our eyes. Suddenly out of the corner of Georgia's eyes she spied a short leg pop out of the chrysalis that was hanging on the Whiteboard and he even pooped on it and we were laughing and I think that the butterfly's wings were as soft like fabric.
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