lay asleep in his underground tunnel. The ground shook above him.
“What's going on out there?” the worm crawled up to the surface and saw
all sorts of insects, crawling and flying around. “Say, snail, what's
is Honey Day. All the beekeepers are emptying the beehives and selling
their honey. There's always lots of leftovers lying about the ground.
You know how delicious honeycomb is. Come with us.” The snail inched his
way through the grass.
worms don't eat honey,” Willie thought. “Maybe I should go anyway. I
might like it. I've never tasted it and I don't even know what it is.”
crawled along next to the caterpillar and the snail. “Say, snail, what
exactly is honey?”
golden and sweet and sticky and oh so tasty. Bees make it,” the worm
it too. It's delicious,” the caterpillar added.
dragonfly flew overhead. “Say, dragonfly, have you ever tasted honey?”
yes I have. I normally don't, but last year's Honey Day celebrations
were such a success that I had to try some,” the dragonfly said.
ladybug flew by. “Say, ladybug, have you ever tasted honey?”
tasted a lot of honey. It's sweet,” the ladybug said.
butterfly and a bumblebee flew by. “Bumblebee, do you make honey?”
not that sort of bee. My cousins do though,” the bumblebee said.
and the others soon came to the Honey Day festival. The beehives were
buzzing with bees, angry that their hives were being emptied of the
honey. The beekeepers used smoke to calm them down.
I don't like smoke,” said Willie. “I'm going home.”
take this,” said the caterpillar. He handed Willie a piece of honeycomb.
“Thanks. I'll take it home and eat it. I'd much rather be in my
underground hole.” Willie turned and headed home. By the time he got
there, he was covered with sticky honey. It dripped out of the
honeycomb. He licked himself off. “That does taste good, but I'd rather
have toadstool spores!”