Glitter: the spider who shone.

There once was a little spider who lived in a little web in the corner of a big house she shared with a woman and her daughter Sarah. ‘Ahh spider!’ screamed Sarah when she would catch a glimpse of her. She wasn’t huge, not very small but she was quite ugly and scary. She would become quite sad at this routine every day and decided not to come out during the day anymore for her little legs grew tired of running.

One night after Sarah and her mum had gone to bed, the little spider came out to stretch her legs. Her web was very cramped and it was nice to get out and about. She climbed up the leg of the kitchen table and was walking across when she noticed her feet sticking, she pulled hard but she couldn’t move. Sarah had left a trail of glue along the table after doing her picture. She pulled and pulled until her legs came free, she rolled over the glue which didn’t stick her to the table as she was rolling much too fast and rolled right into some open containers of colourful glitter.

She opened her eyes and looked around. ‘Phew.’ She thought. She spun a web and was retreating down the table leg when she saw herself in the mirror. ‘I’m beautiful.’ She gasped. She was. She was all kinds of colours. She sparkled like diamonds as she had glitter glued all over her back. Her glittery back caught the light from the hall and lit up the kitchen with lovely light flickering on the walls and ceiling.

From her web in the corner of the house, emerged the little spider every night since she caught a glimpse of herself in the large mirror and loved her new look. She would come out and dance under the large lamp which would be left on in the hallway each night. The ceiling would come alive with tiny glittering lights as the glitter on her back was reflecting the light of the lamp above.

She quietly danced and hummed a tune to herself about being the most beautiful spider in the world. She was bursting with pride. ‘Spiders will see, spiders like me, will come to look and shout with glee, how beautiful she is, the spider of light and shout and hum and sing in delight.’ She sang this over and over. Oh how beautiful that song did sound.

Then one night Sarah noticed the lights, she came out of her room and saw her dance and sing. It occurred to Sarah, that this spider was now beautiful, but a beautiful spider had made her see ‘If a spider could dance and sing with glee for being covered in glitter, then a spider she was and spider she is, why should some glitter change my ability to see, that they mean no worry or harm to me just like this little spider, oh how beautiful is she.’