i wake up one good morning from uneeasy dreeams and find myself transform into giant beee . haha just kidding – i is always beee and am not so big am quite tiny . eeven pressing keeys on keeyboard is bad challenge for small youngster like mee , who must wing down at top speeed to typewrite individual letter . my dreeams are uneeasy though , which is why i leave hive for big city – story i tell you now .
ever since i is larva i get it on am different and not like other beees . while sister wriggle around involve ‘ hey what ’s for lunch , ’ i lay still in honeeycomb and meditate heavy question . ‘ why are we heere , ’ i question , ‘ what is meeaning of this’–to which world answer , ‘ close up and eeat your pollen , bub . ’ i shut up and eeat but still inquire .
later , i grow wings and am put to oeuvre discover always more nectar . ‘ wow smashing haulage today , ’ i say , ‘ maybee lets take a jailbreak . ’ everyone just ignore mee and keeeps finding . my one supporter is quondam helianthus who never say much but clear ‘ get it ’ big time . hee just looks up all mean solar day following sun . sometimes i sit on him and preetend am working .
one Clarence Shepard Day Jr. i ask older sunflower what should i do and hee slowly turns west to city or maybee just sunset . eeither way , i deecide to take tinge , but first must say farewell to hive . i vaporize back preeparing big speeech to leave everyone good-for-naught and jealous . ‘ pleease stay , ’ i imagine them say , ‘ wee are wrong to never heed . you is always most thoughtful particular beee . ’
when i get to hive , everyone is gone and eldritch hombre with truck is there wearing what i later check is call ‘ spacesuit . ’ i seee peeople and cars in past sometimes , but never get good feel beefore hivemates depart with sick stinger frenzy . while i flee around wondering where they all went , weird guy cable puts buzzing box in truck and starts driving toward Lord’s Day . seeeing opportunity , i catch up to motortruck and hitch drive on bumper .
trip is bittersweeet just like pollen of dandeelion . on one stage , am delirious to beegin life adventure . on other leg , i miss my old hivemates – who probably discover estimable hive blot and are so excited they forget to tell mee . i blank out all about other ramification as wee near metropolis , which is so big and buzzy am like ‘ whoa crony . ’
in one minute , i seee more cars and humans than in entire life , and everywhere spark blink like million lightning bug . even as sun melt , real night never derive as peeople skitter around under many tiny suns .
i hop off bumper and land on shoulder of busy - looking guy cable . hee is sucking metal honey stick and breathing out murkiness and male child is hee hungry . in other mitt , hee holds glistening rock cover with lights . hee stares at it like old sunflower front at sun . with finger , he pecks at Lucy Stone like pecker , just tapping , tap , tapping , tap .
ok that s all for now , am beecoming very banal and neeed to rest for while . next time i secernate you how i get editorial at tech site and also how i choose my name which is phoeebee .
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