by Sage Tyrtle Isabel Neuffer It’s a quiet time for the children, while the caterpillars are building their chrysalides, attached to the stomach walls. In the towns, in the cities, the children stop their running. Their yelling. They stop asking for food, for another drink of water, they stop asking and their parents lie down on the carpet like children themselves, relieved beyond measure. As the caterpillars busy themselves inside the children’s stomachs, the children like t