Una historia Fascinante de un Insecto con coraza / A Fascinating Story of an Insect with a Breastplate
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Que tal amigos...
En esta ocasión les entregaré un post tipo cuento sobre un Insecto común, pero que me inspiró a escribir sobre el a modo cuento, más allá de de las consideraciones científicas qué puede tener debido a que ya existe una Clasificación de el taxonómicamente.
Así que a continuación les dejo mi pedacito de literatura de aprendiz.
Juan: El niño aventurero y el Gorgojo
Fue un día soleado cuando caminaba Juan por entre los arbustos qué rodeaban su pequeña casa, que limitaba en la parte más alta de su comunidad con un bosque de pinos.
El patio de juegos era inmenso para las aventuras qué Juan se imaginaba al salir, después de llegar del colegio y almorzar. Sacaba de un ático sus más preciados juguetes hechos en madera que su padre había hecho antes de partir al encuentro de los dioses.
Hello friends...
This time I will give you a story post about a common insect, but that inspired me to write about it as a story, beyond the scientific considerations that may have because there is already a classification of it taxonomically.
So here is my little piece of apprentice literature.
Juan: The Adventurous Boy and the Weevil
It was a sunny day when Juan was walking through the bushes that surrounded his small house, which bordered on the highest part of his community with a pine forest.
The playground was immense for the adventures Juan imagined when he came home from school and had lunch. He would take out of an attic his most cherished wooden toys that his father had made before he left to meet the gods.
Su mama, Juana, lo consentía de más, era su único hijo, trabajaba en un café del pueblo donde vivían, era toda una leyenda en el arte de preparar café. La tienda que atendía la habían levantado con mucho esfuerzo junto a su esposo.
Lo cierto es que la vida silvestre qué los rodeaba permitía a Juan tener las más maravillosas experiencia en su vida, el apenas contaba con 8 años, su imaginación era de imitar, unos días era un astrónomo qué viajaba al confín del universo esquívando en batallas a grandes naves con púas afiladas en sus extremidades, otros días era un aviador qué empinaba su nave sobre bastas regiones de plantaciones de árboles.
Su juego preferido era el de sobrepasar obstáculos formados en medio de lavas incandescentes qué corrían como ríos a su alrededor, donde los pinos eran riscos incólumes qué podía trepar para saltar sobre piedras gigantes redondeadas, el fin último era sobrevivir sin caer y tocar la lava.
Era julio y el calor era intenso, las lluvias se avistaban sobre las montañas, pero ese día las nubes habían desaparecido, dejando un azul en el firmamento casi infinito, la brisa que pasaba apenas movía las copas de los árboles.
His mother, Juana, spoiled him more than enough, he was her only son, he worked in a coffee shop in the town where they lived, he was a legend in the art of preparing coffee. The store she ran had been built with great effort together with her husband.
The truth is that the wild life that surrounded them allowed Juan to have the most wonderful experiences in his life, he was only 8 years old, his imagination was to imitate, some days he was an astronomer who traveled to the end of the universe skiing in battles against great ships with sharp spikes on their extremities, other days he was an aviator who steeped his ship over vast regions of tree plantations.
His favorite game was to overcome obstacles formed in the middle of incandescent lava that ran like rivers around him, where the pines were untouched curls that he could climb to jump over giant rounded stones, the ultimate goal was to survive without falling and touching the lava.
It was July and the heat was intense, the rains could be seen over the mountains, but that day the clouds had disappeared, leaving an almost infinite blue in the sky, the passing breeze barely moved the tops of the trees.
En ese momento Juan solo imaginaba como salir a jugar sin que el intenso sol lo ensimismara. De un salto decidió salir del confort de la casa y se subió sobre la pared del final de su casa, y sobre ella pego un brinco para subir hasta donde estaba el bosque.
Allí, pensativo, se imagino ser un científico qué se dedica a a estudiar los insectos. Palo en mano comenzó si aventura de investigador, urgo cada piedra, cada arbusto hablando solo sobre las posibilidades de encontrar grandes insectos, eran tan grandes que con astucia y cautela caminaba.
De pronto vio vio un gorgojo, e inmediatamente imagino que estaba a una distancia prudencial ya que el Insecto era un monstruo qué media unos 10 metros. Toa do apuntes describió al Insecto con manchas, qué tenía una especie de trompa y sobre ella un par de antenas, seis patas y estaba equipado con una coraza dura e impenetrable.
El inmenso Insecto estaba buscando comida. Por gracia del universo era vegetariano. Recordó qué su mama le había hablado sobre el y que era un peligro para las plantaciones.
At that moment, Juan could only imagine how to go out and play without the intense sunshine making him feel self-absorbed. With one leap he decided to leave the comfort of the house and climbed over the wall at the end of his house, and on it he jumped up to where the forest was.
There, thoughtful, he imagined himself to be a scientist dedicated to the study of insects. Stick in hand he began his adventure as a researcher, he searched every stone, every bush talking only about the possibilities of finding large insects, they were so large that with cunning and caution he walked.
Suddenly he saw a weevil, and immediately imagined that he was at a prudent distance since the Insect was a monster which was about 10 meters long. Toa do do apuntes described the spotted Insect, which had a kind of trunk and on it a pair of antennae, six legs and was equipped with a hard and impenetrable armor.
The huge Insect was looking for food. By the grace of the universe he was a vegetarian. He remembered what his mother had told him about it and that it was a danger to the plantations.
Así que fue acercándose cada vez más cerca, cuando de pronto el bicho dio un giro inesperado, queda no pasmado sin poder respirar lo miro a los inmensos ojos marrones oscuro qué combinaba con el marrón más claro de su cuerpo.
Saltando de una piedra hacia un risco qué separaba un abismo, se retiro un poco para que no fuese visto. Ya que en su imaginación el gorgojo tenía una filosas uñas y lanzaba fuego de su trompa.
En medio del sentimiento de poder ser atacado, Juan decide hacer algo descabellado, subir sobre uno de los ricos que lo rodeaba y saltar sobre el temible ser.
Al hacerlo, Juan imagino que podía tener control absoluto, ya que el gorgojo no era un insecto agresivo, más bien era dócil, no se inmutó cuando Juan cayo sobre su coraza, qué tenía anulaciones a todo lo largo. Allí se dio cuenta que tenia alas y que podía levantar vuelo.
Su aventura como investigador no solo le permitió perder el miedo a los insectos, sino que lo alentó a seguir indagando. La intensa caminata por el bosque Observando e ingeniando momentos épicos fue totalmente armónica, pudo comprender que son seres vivos que cumple con una tarea especifica en medio del entorno ecológico donde vivía él y su mami.
Pasadas las horas en su aventura extrema, sintió que llamaba su mama para la cena... Así que cerro un capitulo espectacular de su infancia y se fue a casa.
So he got closer and closer, when suddenly the bug took an unexpected turn, he was stunned, unable to breathe, he looked into the huge dark brown eyes that matched the lighter brown of its body.
Leaping from a rock towards a cliff that separated an abyss, he retreated a little so that he would not be seen. For in his imagination the weevil had sharp nails and spewed fire from its trunk.
In the midst of the feeling of being attacked, Juan decided to do something crazy, climb up on one of the rich trees that surrounded him and jump over the fearsome being.
In doing so, Juan imagined that he could have absolute control, since the weevil was not an aggressive insect, rather it was docile, it did not flinch when Juan fell on its armor, which had rings all along its body. There he realized that he had wings and could take flight.
His adventure as a researcher not only allowed him to lose his fear of insects, but also encouraged him to continue investigating. The intense walk through the forest observing and inventing epic moments was totally harmonious, he could understand that they are living beings that fulfill a specific task in the middle of the ecological environment where he and his mommy lived.
After a few hours of his extreme adventure, he felt his mother calling for dinner... So he closed a spectacular chapter of his childhood and went home.
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Las imágenes son de mi propiedad y fueron tomadas con mi móvil Mi 11 lite
Los separadores y ediciones fueron realizadas en Canvas
Para este post me apoye en Translated with www.DeepL.com/Translator (free version)
The images are my property and were taken with my Mi 11 lite cell phone.
The separators and editions were made in Canvas
For this post I relied on Translated with www.DeepL.com/Translator (free version)
Nice story - liked it. :)
Thanks! Thank you! A different way to talk about the insects that are part of our daily life.
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