WBUR Podcasts, Boston. Do you know what it means to underestimate someone? It means you assume that they're less capable than they truly are. You sell them short by not realizing their actual abilities or intelligence or potential. In today's story, a larger animal underestimates a smaller one in a rather high-flying way. I'm Rebecca Scheer and welcome to Circle Round Live at the DLF Hulton Theater in Charlotte, North Carolina. Today our story is called the Underestimated Beetle. It's inspired by tales from Brazil, the largest country in South America. Joining me on stage is a trio of talented actors, Frank Dominguez, Caroline Lee, and Phil Vavra. Providing musical accompaniment is the one and only Eric Schimelonis. So circle around everyone for the Underestimated Beetle. Visit the lush rainforests of Brazil and you may see a rather distinctive insect known as the Imperial Tortoise Beetle. Now all beetles have a hard protective shell, right? And the Imperial Tortoise Beetle's shell... Exoskeleton! What was that? My shell is actually called an exoskeleton. Exoskeleton, right! Thank you, Imperial Tortoise Beetle. You can just call me Beetle. Did I enter the story too early? Oh no, no, no, we were just getting to the part about what makes you so distinctive, you know, your shell... My exoskeleton? Right, exoskeleton, I will remember that. And you know, it's really quite the sight. All shimmering gold and emerald green and sapphire blue. So bright and sparkly it looks like a precious jewel. Yes, but it didn't always look this way. And that's the tale we're about to tell. Are you ready? To tell the tale of my exoskeleton? I'm always ready to tell the tale of my exoskeleton. Though now that I think of it, exoskeleton doesn't exactly roll off the hypofarings. Roll off the way? The tongue! An insect's tongue is called a hypofarings. So since exoskeleton is kind of unwieldy, let's just say shell. Works for me. So long, long ago, back when the world was ruled by animals, Beetle's shell was brown. Dull, drab, brown. Beetle didn't mind her plain hue, yet every now and again she would look at the other animals in the rainforest and feel a sense of yearning. Oh, if only I had bright colors like Toucan with her orange and yellow beak, or Scarlet Macaw with feathers as red as the sun, and while poison dart frog may be extremely well poisonous, his bright blue spots are incredible. The animal whose colors Beetle admired most was Parrot. Could Parrot's plumage be any more stunning? His feathers are shimmering gold, and emerald green, and sapphire blue. So bright and sparkly they look like precious jewels. But why yearn for something I'll never have? One day, Beetle decided to explore a new part of the rainforest. She was crawling beside a winding stream, heading toward a great big Brazil nut tree, when all of a sudden... Well, well, well, what do we have here? Beetle looked up, crouched beneath the tree, cracking Brazil nuts with a mouthful of sharp teeth, was an animal she had never seen before. He was brown and furry, with long whiskers, thin legs, and a prominent rump. He looked to be some sort of rodent, like a cross between a squirrel and a guinea pig. I've got to say, I've never seen anything like you, little one. When I spied you inching this way, and I do mean inching, you were crawling so slowly, I thought you were snail. But snail is a sprinter compared to you. If he challenged you to a race, you would be eating his dust, or his trail of slime. Mucous. What? That slime is called mucous, a complex watery gel made of proteins and mucopolysaccharides. Made of what? Never mind. Look, my name is Beetle. I don't usually visit this part of the forest, and for your information, I'm not that slow. I move quickly enough. Do you, though? I mean, I know we just met, but something tells me that when you started your journey to this part of the forest, this Brazil nut tree was still a sapling, if not a seed. Beetle cringed. Thanks to this rude rodent, her blood was beginning to boil. Hemolymph. What? Beetles don't have blood. We have hemolymph. Oh, okay. Never. Hemolymph was beginning to boil. Look, mister, I have had it with your insults. Who are you anyway? The rodent puffed out his furry chest. Agouti is my name, and speed is my game. Don't let my appearance fool you. I may have skinny legs and a plump rump, but I can run faster than a rabbit. Beetle began to wonder which was greater. Agouti's speed, or his smugness? You may be fast, Agouti, but if I need to get somewhere quickly, I always find a way. Get somewhere quickly? You? Yes, I can move fast if I have to. Really? Okay. Then how about you prove it and put your money where your mouth is? You mean my mandibles, maxillae, labium, and labrum? You're whatcha what? I don't actually have a mouth. As an insect, I have mandibles, maxillae, alabium, and alabrum. Whatever. The point is, I challenge you to a race through the rainforest. Beetle blinked her eyes. You want me to race you? Uh, yeah. That is, unless you're too scared. Do you have butterflies in your tummy? Abdomen! What? My tummy is called an abdomen. And no, I'm not scared. Great. Then let's talk about prizes. The winner of the race has got to receive a prize. Ah, is that so? Aguti and Beetle glanced up, and there, fluttering down from the top of the Brazil nut tree, was Parrot. The dappled light streaming through the branches made his gold, green, and blue feathers sparkle. I believe I heard that you two are holding a race. You bet we are, Parrot. Aguti wants to see which one of us is faster. Oh, I know which one of us is faster. I just want to watch you chew on my fumes with your mannequins, maximums, laboratories, and libraries. You mean my mandibles, maxillite, labium, and labrum? Whatever. Well, if you two really are holding a race, then Aguti is right. The winner should receive a prize, and I would like to offer one. That isn't necessary, Parrot. Oh, yes it is. Tell us about the prize. I bet it's a really fancy item. Parrot cocked his head. The prize isn't so much an item as a choice. A choice? Yes, whoever wins the race shall get to make a choice, a very special choice. And once you make it, trust me, things will never look the same. What choice will Parrot offer the winner, and who will that winner be? We'll find out what happens after a quick break. The reviews are in, and super fans like you are loving the Circle Round Club, an exciting opportunity to support public radio and get cool stuff, including ad-free episodes and a personalized birthday message from me. What I like about the Circle Round Club is that Rebecca Shear sends extra messages, and it supports the show, and there are no ads. Grownups support public radio and sign up today at wbr.org slash circle round club. I'm Rebecca Shear. Welcome back to Circle Round Live at the Dale F. Hultman Theatre in Charlotte, North Carolina. Today our story is called the underestimated beetle. Before the break, quick and agile Agouti made the acquaintance of little brown beetle. Seeing how slowly beetle crawled, the speedy rodent challenged the insect to a race. Parrot overheard the conversation and offered the winner a prize. Whoever reaches the finish line first may choose a new coat of any color. Tell me what you wish, and I'll have it made to order. Agouti's whiskered face lit up. What a cool prize. I love how fast I am, but I've never been a fan of my coat. It's all brown and boring. I want a coat like Jaguar's with its yellow fur and black spots. I don't mind being plain brown, but I do like the idea of a bright, beautiful coat. Or shell. Parrot stuck out his beak and marked a line in the dirt. This is the starting line right here in front of the Brazil nut tree. When I say go, the two of you shall take off from this line and race through the forest. You shall follow the winding stream until it empties into the river. And whoever reaches that spot first is the winner. Beetle and Agouti got into position. Parrot stretched his gold, green and blue wings out to either side. All right, racers. On your mark, get set, go! The moment Parrot brought his wings down, Agouti took off like a shot. Woohoo! Here I go! The round, romped, fleet-footed rodent ran faster than he ever had before. He blazed past glossy, leafed mahogany trees. I'm blazing, I'm blazing! And bolted through thickets of ferns. I'm bolting, I'm bolting! He hurdled over moss-covered rocks. I'm hurdling, I'm hurdling! And hustled under clinging vines. I'm hustling, I'm hustling! The terrain was tough and his feet were burning, but Agouti was determined to walk away with that brand new coat. Don't you mean run away? Check out this speed! At last, Agouti came to the place where the stream met the river and where Parrot was waiting. Welcome to the finish line, Agouti! Yes, welcome! Agouti's mouth dropped open because Parrot was not alone. Standing by his side was Beetle. What is going on here? How did you manage to beat me, Beetle? I ran that race like my rump was on fire. I know you did, but that's the thing. I didn't run. Well you didn't exactly crawl if you finished the race before I did. I didn't crawl either. Instead, I used these. She gave her brown body a wiggle and just like that, out from her sides popped two tiny wings. Nobody ever said anything about having to run the race, Agouti. So I flew. She beat her wings and lifted into the air. Agouti's eyes went wide as saucers. You can fly? I didn't know you could fly. There's a lot you don't know about me, Agouti. Isn't that right, Parrot? Ah, it sure is. Agouti, when you saw this little creature crawling around, you made a big assumption. You assumed she was slow. You assumed she would be eating snail's dust. Or mucus. The point is, you judged her only by what you observed in that moment. Therefore, you underestimated her. I under what or what? Like we explained it at the start of the story, it means you assumed that she was less capable than she truly is. Exactly. But here's the thing, Agouti. If you take the time to get to know someone, you'll learn what they're really like. You'll learn about their abilities, their assets, the things that make them tick or fly. If you don't take that time, you're just judging a book by its cover. And now, Beetle's cover is about to look a whole lot different. Ah! Parrot gazed over at Beetle. Tell me, Beetle, what kind of coat or shell would you like? In truth, I'd like to look like you, Parrot, all shimmering gold and emerald green and sapphire blue, so bright and sparkly I look like a jewel. Very well. Consider your wish granted. And Agouti? Consider your lesson learned. Agouti hung his head and sulked away, vowing never to jump to conclusions again. As for Beetle, she flew away, proudly displaying her brand new prize. And ever since, the imperial, tortoise beetles of the Brazilian rainforest have been gold and green and blue, so bright and sparkly they look like a jewel. And it's all thanks to an incy-weency, underestimated insect who soared to victory. Now it's your turn. If you were an animal wearing the coat or shell of your dreams, what would you look like? Find some paper and plenty of things to color with, then draw a picture showing your spectacular coat, share it with someone you love, and then share it with us. With your permission, we may feature you in your Circle Round newsletter, The Lion's Roar. Grown-ups, email a photo of your Circle Round fan and their drawing and email it to circleroundatwbr.org. This week's story, the underestimated Beetle, was adapted by me, Rebecca Scheer. 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