The Moth and the Flame Adapted by Lilibeth A. Magtang went. It was dusk and cold. Moymoy, a young moth, was ready for his nightly flight. Excited, he flapped his wings and off he He started following a speck of light he saw at a distance. "That must give me warmth on this lovely but very cold evening." Moymoy flew fast so he could reach it at once. Not long after that, he heard a familiar voice calling from behind. It was his mother gasping and panting. "You can't be out tonight all by yourself. Let me go with you." she said, still catching her breath. "Oh, thank you. Mother. Let's go see that beam of light. It surely would be a good source of heat." Moymoy grew more and more curious as they drew closer to the light. At last, they got close to the light. Moymoy couldn't help but admire that lovely sight of the flame burning brightly from the oil lamp. Realizing this Moymoy's mother wamed him not to fly too close to the flame. But the young moth was so attracted to the light and warmth of the oil lamp that he did not mind his mother's advice. Round and round the flame he flew. Finally. he hovered so near the flame that his wings got burned. Question His mother hugged Moymoy who was badly hurl. (1) because (2) After I read the story. I feel I (agree/don't agree) with_ (4) (3) because The moral lesson of the story is (5)
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