9. Four weeks pass. They grow more. They shed their skin. One time, two times, three times, and four. Once again a change comes around. Now it is hanging upside down. Soon, it spins a silky pad to hold on tight, and a halter, too, to keep it upright. Now it sheds its skin one time more, to reveal a chrysalis, not at all like the skin before, Inside this shell it is changing, growing.
10. Eyes, legs, wings, are now almost showing. What can it be? Wait and see. It's a butterfly! Its wings are wet. It has to rest. It can't fly yet. Soon, it tries hard with all its might, spreads its four wings-- and takes a flight. Like a flower in the sky, what a sight -- a butterfly!
11. Now imagine that we were butterfly… In the egg we lies as a foetus Being fed by the bond from mother’s womb Week by weeks we grows In a soft cushiony hollow
12. Then we ‘hatched’ And breathe the fresh air Like a caterpillar We ‘chew’ all the food To gain nutrition and grew a more and more We explore , play with friends And enjoy the age of laughter and happiness
13. And one day We were encased in the chrysalis of our parents protection We became a teenager that prone to rebel To absorb all the influences surrounds us With the ‘case’ we learn With knowledge we become strong And prepare ourselves to face the challenging world
14. From teenage to adult From the ‘case’ we must crawl out Or else we will collapse Let us strive alone As we have ready to go To live and fly freely And ‘taste the sweetness’ of this amazing scenery
