"A worker [bee] is just over a centimeter long and weighs only about sixty milligrams; nevertheless, ...

she can fly with a load heavier than herself" (Kidd, p. 257).

When I think of this quote, I think of the character May Boatwright. I think of how ever since her sister April died, she has been carrying around the weight of the world. Any pain that anyone else had felt, May seemed to feel it too, almost as if she were connected to them somehow. In the beginning of the book, August describes how May and April had acted as if they were connected. If April had gotten sick, so did May, and if one was hurt the other got the pain as well. When April died, it seemed like half of May died too. May was always living with a conscience and life that was too much for her to handle. She was only one person, and yet it was like she was hundreds at the same time. She even had a wall where she would take a piece of paper, write down what was bothering her or what she was feeling, and stick it in a crack in the wall. By the end of May's lifetime that wall had been covered with tons of papers.

When I think about how this quote relates to the world in general, I remember that in a community when one person is going through tough times everyone always tries to help. Friends, neighbors, churches and schools are always willing to help someone in need. In addition, sometimes if you know someone going through something you will feel their pain too, especially if they are a close friend or family member. May had often felt things that were happening to her loved ones or people she knew in her community. Another example is when the earthquake in Haiti occurred. Almost immediately, people from all over the world were trying to help. They were organizing fundraisers and sending anything they could over to the people there. There were also many people from the United States traveling to Haiti to help the people there recover from the earthquake and get back on their feet.