I have heard people said very nice things about butterflies, some said that butterflies were friends of farmers, others believed that butterflies brought luck in the mornings, in general, the news about butterflies was, if you saw a butterfly at any time it would bring you blessings.
I grew up with these wise saying, so i enjoyed chasing a butterfly so much back then, my intentions was always to catch a butterfly wherever I saw one, so to be a partaker of their blessings, I never allowed any to fly freely away from me, I had to watch a butterfly carefully and follow it even as young as i was, I wouldn't mind if I got lost, but follow the butterfly wherever it went until I catch it or found maybe i couldn't get close to it, that would be the only time I would step back.
For the fact that I did this times without number, I was enjoying the play and it gets to a point that I will not rest a day without making sure that I catch a butterfly, where I find many of this butterfly was in my mother's garden, there was this particular butterfly that usually comes there, it was yellow in color and it was so beautiful, I timely dream of holding it in my hands and the day I catch it was not with so much pressure.
This was how it goes, it was raining so hard and I was in the rain, I used to bathe in the rain and I was running towards the garden then I saw the butterfly sucking from a flower that mother's plants at the entrance of the garden, i walked so majestically and I grabbed it, I didn't know I shouldn't have use pressure while trying to catch the butterfly, it hurt me so much when I discovered that my fingers had cut one of her pretty feathers, one side of her feather's was no longer the same, I began to see no reason to bathe in the rain, I went home and prayed for my beautiful butterfly feathers to grow back.
I tried to attach the feathers to their right place but it wouldn't attach, I cried and my older brother came and asked me what my problem is, I told him exactly what happened, he instructed me, there is nothing I can do than to throw the butterfly up high, if I really want it to survive because I may crutch and killed it with my hands, I thought about it a little, I wanted to play with this butterfly, I always think the day I'll catch this butterfly would be my best day, now I have caught it and I will let it go again so I won't kill it by negligence, I follow my brother's instructions and let it fly with one feather away.
It went up to the sky and from that day, I have never stopped looking at the sky for my yellow butterfly to come back to me. I have had so many memories, playing Sega games, playing karate's and everything else, but this particular one about my yellow butterfly stood out the best, I never stopped to remember until today, I look at the garden, if I am going to see the yellow butterfly in the same place again, where I caught it but i could not.
