Story
Once there was a little bee who lived in a golden city of wax with ten thousand sisters. One summer morning she flew out to work for the first time.
She said good morning to the purple flowers, and each one gave her a tiny drink of nectar and dusted her coat with gold. All day she worked, flower to flower, a hundred times and a hundred more.
She did not know she was carrying gifts from flower to flower — that because of her there would be seeds, and because of seeds there would be flowers again next summer.
In her whole busy life, the little bee makes just one small spoonful of honey. That is why we say thank you before we taste it.