Today, Gabby Brought Home a Boy

Usually, when Gabby comes home from school, she makes this big ruckus of putting her bag in place and announcing to the whole compound that she is home. This afternoon, it was a little different. Though I know she has arrived already (I heard her open the door),  she didn't call out. Instead, I heard her pull a book and plop down the floor.

I got up from my table and checked her out. She was sitting down on the floor, holding something white in her left hand and scanning the table of contents of her "Discover the Wonder" book. And there was her classmate, Camba. (She calls her classmates by their last names).

I asked her what she's looking for. She showed me the "butterfly" that Camba caught. I told her that it's a moth and not a butterfly but she wouldn't believe me. I didn't push the matter because she'd soon see the difference or similarity herself. And, quite frankly, I don't know the difference between a really small butterfly and a moth. Maybe you can help us out and tell us what this insect is. See picture below.

 She patiently turned page after page of her big book, looking for the butterfly we once studied.

After showing the butterfly to her classmate, she let go of the butterfly.But it wouldn't fly. Its wings, apparently, are broken. I told her to just put it in one of the potted plants our neighbor has. Maybe it will fly later.