Lillian Michiko Blakey
August 2018
Suddenly, the little grasshopper became important to her. Her heart beat fast all the way home. When she got home at last, she was relieved to see that the grasshopper was still on the mirror.
Once upon a time, a lady had to drive a long way into the big, noisy city
to help with a fundraiser at the retirement home for elderly Japanese. She
got into her car and was soon on the highway, driving very fast. She looked
into her side mirror, as she often does, to check on traffic behind her. She
was shocked by what she saw.
There, hanging for dear life onto the mirror was a fragile lime-green
Katydid Grasshopper. It had wispy antennae which were longer than its body
and legs as thin as threads. The wind buffeted the tiny creature, this way
and that. But it never let go. Its antennae were waving wildly but never
broke off. How could such thin legs hang onto a shiny surface when it was
travelling over 100km/hour?
The grasshopper moved around, looking for a better grip. First it was at
the top of the mirror, under the rim. Then it moved down onto the face of
the mirror, then back to the rim. It seemed to know that it was sheltered a
little from the wind in that spot. The lady marvelled at the little insect’s
fight to survive. She thought to herself, “The little thing has
perseverence, just like my family during the war.”
The drive took over an hour. When the lady reached her destination, she
forgot about the grasshopper. She came out a couple of hours later.
She still didn’t think about the grasshopper until she was on the highway
again. She looked into the mirror. There it was! Still hanging on. The
lady was taken aback. She was amazed that it was still there. She hoped that
it would not be blown away as it battled for its life.
Suddenly, the little grasshopper became important to her. Her heart beat
fast all the way home. When she got home at last, she was relieved to see
that the grasshopper was still on the mirror. She expected it to leave but
it still made no move to get off. Maybe it was so exhausted and frightened
that it could not move. She decided that it could not stay on the mirror in
the hot sun. She had to help it find a natural home.
The lady got a stick and and gently nudged it so that it finally stepped
onto the twig. Then she was alarmed for it fell to the road. The lady knew
it might get squashed by a car, so she nudged it toward the grass. It
hopped once. She nudged it again. Another hop. Finally. after several
hops, it was on the grass and happily hopped under the bushes. The lady was
thrilled. Usually she didn’t like insects, but she couldn’t help but admire
how hard the grasshopper had clung to life.
The moral of the story is twofold. First of all, we should all persevere to
triumph under hardship and cling to life, which is a wonderful gift, just as
the little grasshopper had done. Remember the perseverance the lady’s
family showed in the past when they had lost their home, but never lost
hope. Secondly, we should all have empathy for fellow creatures on our
journey through life, even for a lowly grasshopper. By doing this, you will
learn to have empathy for other people who are in trouble. Always remember
the little Katydid Grasshopper who never gave up.
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