Painted Lady Butterfly by Kiara Melo
I dedicate this book to Mrs. Berretta because she loves butterflies.
One sunny day Mrs. Santella was reading a book to us about butterflies when someone came in with a jar of caterpillars. She handed the jar to Mrs. Santella.
Mrs. Santella showed them to us and said, “These caterpillars will grow up to be Painted Lady Butterflies!” She put the caterpillars in a bug net.
The next day our caterpillars grew a little bit more. Every day we looked at the caterpillars. Some were on the ground and some were on the top of the net. The ones at the top were all curled up. In class we learned that caterpillars shed their skin three times because they keep getting bigger.
The next day some of the caterpillars were in a pupa or a cocoon. Some of the pupas were different colors like yellow or orange.
After a few days, butterflies cam out of the pupa. Painted Lady butterflies came out of the pupa.They were flying everywhere. Mrs. Santella put an orange in the net so the butterflies would have something sweet to sip. We looked at the butterflies sipping the juice from the orange. It was so exciting to watch.
At the end of the next day, everyone in the school went to the schoolyard. We let our butterflies go. ( Tell me more…
The Lovely Butterflies by Amauri
I dedicate this book to my mom and my dad because they love me and I love them. I also dedicate this book to my teacher Mrs. Berretta.
In our classroom we have butterflies and they have a lifecycle. First they are an egg. Then a caterpillar. Next a cocoon. Finally, the cocoon hatches and it is a butterfly.
Our butterflies came to us as caterpillars and they went into a pupa. One say Mrs. Santella looked at the net and she said, “Look the caterpillar hatched!” Two of the butterflies were flying. We all said: “WOW!”
Mrs. Berretta showed us a butterfly video. I learned that a butterfly does not have a tongue. Butterflies have a probiscus and they love nectar. Also, caterpillar shed their skin about three times.
We let the butterflies go one day in the schoolyard.
When we let them out one landed on my head on my way home. Then I held it in my hand. I took it in my house but then I opened my window and let it out.
It landed on a red tulip in my garden and drank some nectar.
We all love butterflies. They are like family to us. They are like our friends too. We love butterflies.