Asian American Pacific Islander Month DDSD 2024.pptx
the moth and the flame.pptx
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3. The Moth and the Flame
(adapted by Lilibeth A. Magtang)
It was dusk and cold. Moymoy, a
moth, was ready for his nightly flight.
Excited, he flapped his wings and off he
went.
4. He started following a speck of light he
saw at a distance. "That must give me
warmth on this lovely but very cold
evening." Moymoy flew fast so he could
reach it at once.
5. Not long after that, he heard a familiar
voice calling from behind. It was his
mother gasping and panting. "You can't
be out tonight all by yourself. Let me
go with you," she said, still catching her
breath.
6. "Oh, thank you, Mother. Let's go see
that beam of light. It surely would be a
good source of heat." Moymoy grew
more and more curious as they drew
closer to the light.
7. At last, they got close to the light. Moymoy couldn't help but
admire that lovely sight of the flame burning brightly from the
oil lamp. Realizing this, Moymoy's mother warned him not to
fly too close to the flame. But the young moth was so attracted
to the light and warmth of the oil lamp that he did not mind his
mother's advice. Round and round the flame he flew. Finally, he
hovered so near the flame that his wings got burned. His
mother hugged Moymoy who was badly hurt.
