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    Speaker 1 [00:00:00] The Firefly princess. Hello. This is Elizabeth. And Bertie's asked me
    to read you a story from Japan about a firefly. In Japan, the night flies emit so brilliant A
    light and a so beautiful that ladies go out in the evenings and catch the insects for
    amusement. They imprisoned them in tiny cages made of bamboo threads and hang them
    up in their rooms or suspend them from the eaves of their houses. At their picnic parties.
    The people love to sit on August evenings, fan in hand, looking over the lovely landscape
    spangled by 10,000 brilliant spots of gold and light. Each flash seems like a tiny blaze of
    harmless lightning. One of the species of night flies. The most beautiful of all is a source of
    much amusement to the ladies. Hanging the cage of glittering insects on their verandas.
    They sit and watch the crowd of winged visitors attracted by the fireflies light. What brings
    them there? Let this love story tell. On the southern and sunny side of the castle. The
    water in the moat had long ago become shallow so that lotus lilies grew their luxuriant lee.
    Deep in the heart of one of the great flowers whose petals were as pink as the lining of a
    seashell lived. The king of the fireflies. Keough, whose only daughter was the lovely
    Princess Otero. He may. While still a child, the princess was carefully kept at home within
    the pink petals of the lily, never going even to the edges except to see her father fly off on
    his journey. Dutifully. She waited until of age when the fire glowed in her own body and
    shone beautifully, illuminating. The lotus and its light at night was like a lamp within a globe
    of coral. Every night, her light grew brighter and brighter until at last it was as mellow as
    gold. Then her father said. My daughter is now of age to marry. She may fly abroad with
    me sometimes, and when the proper suitor comes, she may wed whom she will. So jotaro
    he may flew in and out among the lotus lillies of the moat, then into rich rice fields. And at
    last, far off to the Indigo Meadows. Whenever she went. A crowd of admirers followed her,
    for she had the singular power of attracting all the night flying insects to herself. But she
    cared for none of them. And though she spoke politely to all, she gave encouragement to
    none. One night she said to her mother, the queen. I have met many admirers, but I don't
    wish a single one to be my husband. Tonight I shall stay at home. And if any of them love
    me, truly they will come and pay me court here. Then I shall give them an impossible task.
    If they are wise, they will not try to perform it. And if they love their lives more than they
    love me. I do not want any of them. Whoever succeeds may have me for his bride. As you
    wish, my child, said the queen mother, who dressed her daughter in her most resplendent
    robes and set her on her thrown in the heart of the lotus. Then she gave orders to her
    bodyguard to keep all suitors at a respectful distance, lest some stupid bug dazzled by the
    light should approach to near and hurt the princess or shake her throat. No sooner had
    Twilight faded away. And fourth came the Golden Beetle who stood on a flower and
    bowing said, I am Lord Green gold. I offer my hand.

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