"and somebody's broken my chair!" wailed Baby Bear. "Someone has been jumping up and down on my armchair!" complained Mother Bear. "I knew it! Somebody has gobbled up the pudding." " Was Father Bear hungry or did a thought strike him? Anyway, he dashed into the kitchen. From a distance, Father Bear noticed the door was ajar. "Not quite, but almost," came the reply, with a fond caress. "Wasn't the new Beaver baby ever so small?" said Baby Bear to his mother.
In the meantime, the Bears were on their way home. I think I'll lie down, only for a minute just to try the bed." And in next to no time, Goldilocks lay fast asleep in Baby Bear's bed. "Not as nice as mine, but nearly! Then she yawned. "Mm! Quite comfy!" she said, I bouncing on it. There was no mistaking which was Baby Bear's bed. Goldilocks crashed to the floor, but not in the least dismayed by the damage she had done, she went upstairs. I'll just sit on it a while!" With these words, Goldilocks sat herself down onto the little chair which, quite unused to such a sudden weight, promptly broke a leg. "Now then, this must be Father Bear's chair, this will be Mother Bear's, and this one must belong to my friend, Baby Bear.
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With a full tummy, Goldilocks went on exploring. In a twinkling, the bowl lay empty on a messy table. "Quite nice!" she murmured, spooning it from Baby Bear's bowl. "A pudding!" she cried, dipping her finger into the pudding Mother Bear had left to cool. Then she went into the empty house and started to explore the kitchen. "Anyone at home?" she called, peering round the door. "Surely someone will hear me knocking," Goldilocks said herself, impatiently. "I'm going to peep inside! It won't be beautiful like my house, but I'm dying to see where Baby Bear lives.' Knock! Knock! The little girl tapped on the door. "Oh, what an ugly house the Bears have!" said Goldilocks to herself as she went down the hill. A short time later, the stuck-up little girl, whose name was Goldilocks, passed by the Bears' house as she picked flowers. Everyone at the Beavers' will be very busy now, and we must not stay too long!" And so they set off along the pathway towards the river bank. 'We must wear our best clothes, even for such a short visit. Why don't we go and visit the Beavers' new baby? Mummy Beaver will be pleased to see us." Father Bear and Baby Bear would much rather have tucked into the pudding, warm or not, but they liked the thought of visiting the new baby. "It has to be left to cool now, otherwise it won't taste nice. When it was ready, she said to the family: It was a new recipe, with blueberries and other crushed berries. One day, Mother Bear made a nice pudding. Not far away, lived a fair-haired little girl who had a similar nature to Baby Bear, only she was haughty and stuck-up as well,Īnd though Baby Bear often asked her to come and play at his house, she always said no. He was a pest too and always getting into mischief.
This was partly because he was rather a bully and liked to win games and arguments. She visited them in the afternoons to exchange good advice and recipes for jam and bottled fruit.īaby Bear, however, had hardly any friends. Father Bear liked that and he always politely replied to their greetings. The neighbors were all very respectful to Father Bear and people raised their hats when he went by. A large one for Father Bear, a smaller one for Mother Bear, and a little bowl for Baby Bear. Neatly laid out on the kitchen table stood three china bowls. Mother Bear's bed was middling in size, while Baby Bear had a fine little cherrywood bed that Father Bear had ordered from a couple of beaver friends.īeside the fireplace, around which the family sat in the evenings, stood a large carved chair for the head of the house, a delightful blue velvet armchair for Mother Bear, and a very little chair for Baby Bear. Father Bear's was large and nice and comfy. They were not really proper Teddy Bears, for Father Bear was very big, Mother Bear was middling in size, and only Baby Bear could be described as a Teddy Bear.Įach bear had its own size of bed. Once upon a time in a large forest, close to a village, stood the cottage where the Teddy Bear family lived.
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