
This story is about a man's experience from his very own childhood lived in an orphanage.
The author tells this story making a comparison between his proper life when child and a collection of butterflies stuck on a carton.
This kid was keen on butterflies. He used to remain calm near the orphanage in order to see them closer when the butterflies landed on his nose, mouth or body. The parents of the orphanage used to capture butterflies and stuck them onto a carton. This last thing made the author think on how cruel is to kill such a beautiful being. One day que wanted to see this carton full of butterflies and he realized there was one just stuck, and of course, still alive. He wanted to touch it when suddenly a wing came off. He tried to put it back in it, but he couldn't.
The story ends by a reflection. An ophanage is not a very good place to live and an even worse place to die.