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"The Beetle Who Went on His Travels" is a captivating children's book by famed author Hans Christian Andersen. The story centers around an adventurous young beetle who doesn't want to settle for his mundane life under a fern. Despite warnings from his elders, he sets off to see the world. The beetle undertakes an enchanting and life-changing journey encountering many interesting characters and experiences. His travels challenges his worldview and eventually teaches him the true meaning of home and happiness. The book is adorned with timeless lessons about self-discovery, adventure, and the charm of the simple life.

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proudly on his golden shoes.  This vexes me more than anything.  But
it is useless to look for sympathy in this world.  My career has been
very interesting, but what's the use of that if nobody knows
anything about it?  The world does not deserve to be made acquainted
with my adventures, for it ought to have given me golden shoes when
the emperor's horse was shod, and I stretched out my feet to be
shod, too.  If I had received golden shoes I should have been an
ornament to the stable; now I am lost to the stable and to the
world.  It is all over with me."

But all was not yet over.  A boat, in which were a few young girls,
came rowing up.  "Look, yonder is an old wooden shoe sailing along,"
said one of the younger girls.

"And there's a poor little creature bound fast in it," said
another.

The boat now came close to our beetle's ship, and the young
girls fished it out of the water.  One of them drew a small pair of
scissors from her pocket, and cut the worsted without hurting the
beetle, and when she stepped on shore she placed him on the grass.
"There," she said, "creep away, or fly, if thou canst.  It is a
splendid thing to have thy liberty."  Away flew the beetle, straight
through the open window of a large building; there he sank down, tired
and exhausted, exactly on the mane of the emperor's favorite horse,
who was standing in his stable; and the beetle found himself at home
again.  For some time he clung to the mane, that he might recover
himself.  "Well," he said, "here I am, seated on the emperor's favorite
horse,--sitting upon him as if I were the emperor himself.  But what
was it the farrier asked me?  Ah, I remember now,--that's a good
thought,--he asked me why the golden shoes were given to the horse.
The answer is quite clear to me, now.  They were given to the horse
on my account."  And this reflection put the beetle into a good temper.
The sun's rays also came streaming into the stable, and shone upon
him, and made the place lively and bright.  "Travelling expands the
mind very much," said the beetle.  "The world is not so bad after
all, if you know how to take things as they come."
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