A Bee With a Very Big Job
It starts with a little idea…
Kit (child)“What do bees do all day? Is it just honey? I want a little bee with a big job. Like, bigger than him. And a rabbit can ask him stuff.”
Bee looks across a meadow full of flowers. How can someone so small do a job so big? Open his book and follow the first little buzz.
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A very big meadow
Bee stood on the edge of a flower. Beyond it were more flowers. And more. And more. “Are you visiting all of those?” asked Rabbit. Bee looked across the meadow. His wings felt very small. “I think I’d better start with this one.”
One little visit
Bee dipped into the flower. There was a sweet sip waiting inside. When he climbed out, his furry legs were dusty yellow. “Now what?” asked Rabbit. “Now the next one,” said Bee. He lifted off with a little buzz. One flower was a beginning.
The shower
Bee visited another flower. Then another. A cool drop landed on his back. Then came a bigger drop. Bee tried to fly towards the clover. The wind pushed him sideways. Below him was a broad green leaf. He tucked himself underneath. The rain drummed overhead.
Someone under the leaf
Bee shook his wet feet. “I’ve hardly started,” he whispered. Then he heard something. Bzz. Bee held still. Bzz-bzz. Another bee peeped round the stem. “Room for one more?” she asked. Bee shuffled along.
A job to share
“I can’t visit the whole meadow,” said Bee. “Neither can I,” said the other bee. “But we don’t have to do it alone.” She pointed to the yellow dust on his legs. “That’s pollen. We carry a little from flower to flower. It helps the flowers make seeds.” Bee looked out from under the leaf. The rain was slowing. “Shall we try the next one?”
The next one
Out they flew. Bee visited a clover. His new friend visited another. Across the meadow, more bees were busy. Little buzzes, everywhere. “Have you finished your big job?” asked Rabbit. “Not yet,” said Bee. “But look. I’m not doing it by myself.”
Something small
As the days passed, the flowers began to make seeds. Rabbit found a little seed head where a flower had been. “All that from little visits?” he asked. Bee landed on a fresh clover. “One flower,” he said. “Then the next.” He was still a little bee. It was still a very big meadow. But he knew where to begin.
An illustrated example of the experience we are developing. Talebrix is still in development; this book was not printed by the device.