I watched her from where she placed me on top of the dresser, after writing a note and attaching it to me. She tucked in her sheets and spread out the crinkles, she stepped back and admired her work. Great work for any 8 year old. Her mothers yell of " time to go" startled her, while lost in her admiration of a job well done. She quickly gripped her backpack in her hand and dashed down the stairs. Forgetting to place me in my spot in the center of the bed. There I sat on the dresser, feeling sorry for myself. No I love you morning squeeze, no comfort of the bed. left here forgotten on this hard dresser, unable to see out my window where I could watch her school bus come home. No way to tell the time of the day or how much longer I had to sit here and wait for her return. I heard the sound of the door and the excitement of knowing I would see her in a few more seconds made sitting here worth the while. When the door opened ,my heightened heart dropped. Who were these people and what where they doing here? Where was my person? Why where they wandering around the room, opening doors, looking out windows? The woman paused, while rubbing her tummy, smiled at me and said hello to you too. The warmth of her smile made me warm inside and yet made me miss my person more, where was she? why was she taking so long to come home? What felt like forever I finally heard the door my heart lifted as I heard the running of feet coming up the stairs, the door flew open and there she was. I could see her face drop and the panic when she looked at her bed. As she scanned the room as her eyes warmed as they landed on me and the smile lit up her face. She grabbed me hugged me tightly. Oh Teddy I missed you. Did you met the nice people? Did you see the baby that will take my room. The lady said you were the best part of the room and wanted to know if you came with the home. I knew you would let them know it was a good home despite what had happened in it. No worries teddy, your coming with me to grandmas they can get there own teddy to protect the baby like you have me, always.
She walked into the classroom and saw a teddy bear sitting on the desk that had a now that said. 'Hi everyone.'
She was the first one in the classroom this morning and thinking on it, she was the last one there last night. She picked up the bear to see if there was any more information she could get from it. There was nothing on the back. She removed the note and noticed a small hole. She pulled it apart and found a spy camera in the bear. She was scared at the thought of someone creeping on her class and dropped the bear. She was about to stomp on it and realized it needed to be evidence. She was doing you have to head over to the office to see the principal. This was way over her pay grade.
Benny the Bear cried out from the corner of the room. Sunlight shone upon him and a price tag still dangled from his neck. “Is there anyone here?” he shouted, but he heard his owner in the kitchen making breakfast. “I’m a person, too.”
He knew that within lay a dream, of the person he could be. A child, Becky, was sleeping in a bedroom upstairs. He wanted to go for a walk but he only could do it by her hands. “Take me to her,” he shouted. “Let me live.”
The owner stomped into the room and put him on a shelf. “I’m late for work,” he said.
Hi I'm Teddy. I dropped by to check on you guys. I understand you have been facing some challenges, so I wanted encourage you today. Having such great friends like you is what got me through my challenges. Remember this; no matter how hard the challenge or how lonely it may feel; you got this. You are powerful, you are strong and you are never alone because you have me :). Until next time; Stay amazing, Don't give up and Keep your head up. So long for now.
The little teddy bears story was heartwarming. Given that life is pretty rough right note for myself, my partner and our dogs (one in particular is having a truly terrible time,) the story was just enough to bring a little light into my day - beefier the sun has fully risen! Thank you for all you do, everything you share, and for simply being yourself in such a chaotic world. You are an appreciated gift to life.
oh, MEG!! This is the nicest comment, thank you. I am sending many hugs to you and your dogs during this time. *insert yellow heart emoji, which for some reason doesn't work right now*
Have you felt like the elephant in the room? My apology to all the majestic tuskers out there. So, what do you do when you feel invisible? How do you, what's the word these days, connect with others? I mean, it's not like I'm dead! Maybe they think so but I'm not. Technically, they may be right but how does one define "alive"? Is it when you can move? Check. Or perhaps when you can talk, make noise? Check again. Yet, you go unnoticed, ignored, and transparent.
It was the last straw-you can see I love cliches-when the kids sat watching the telly. They were totally mesmerised by someone being referred to as Poo!
I mean here I am, a cute teddy bear, holding a message I scrawled myself on a napkin. Just to say hi.
Yet, there's content on laughing at a caricature of me.
It's been fun reading all of your teddy bear stories! My mouse isn't making the "like" hearts turn red, so I wanted to chime in on how lovely it's been reading them all, including yours, Evelyn. ~:0)
Here's mine:
Teddy was so proud of himself for learning his letters. He loved practicing along with the children. When they were all outside one day, he climbed down from his shelf, grabbed an orange crayon, and wrote a message to all his friends. He wondered who would be the first one to see it.
Miss Brenda walked into the room and the chldren sat on square rugs around a chair. She read to the children a book about a bear named Paddington. He was such a smart bear. When the teacher closed the book, it was time to play. One little boy named Mike walked over to the dress-up area and looked at Teddy on his way.
"Whoa! Look, everyone, Teddy write a note to us!" All of the children ran over to Mike, who was pointing at Teddy. There was a note propped in front of him that read, 'Hi everyone.'
"Sure, Mike. You just put it there," said Brian.
"No, I didn't. Our Teddy is a smart bear, like Paddington!"
"Then why hasn't he written anything before?"
"Maybe he just learned his letters and decided he could write us a message today." Mike took the piece of paper off Teddy, looked at the bear, and said, "good job, Teddy!" Then he gave Teddy a big hug.
Glenn stared at the plush teddy on the chest of drawers, its image warping through his tears. If only he'd taken the day off work, all of it would never have happened. Kasey would be here. Sitting in front of the TV. Watching cartoons. Eating cereal. Hugging her bear, Winston.
I watched her from where she placed me on top of the dresser, after writing a note and attaching it to me. She tucked in her sheets and spread out the crinkles, she stepped back and admired her work. Great work for any 8 year old. Her mothers yell of " time to go" startled her, while lost in her admiration of a job well done. She quickly gripped her backpack in her hand and dashed down the stairs. Forgetting to place me in my spot in the center of the bed. There I sat on the dresser, feeling sorry for myself. No I love you morning squeeze, no comfort of the bed. left here forgotten on this hard dresser, unable to see out my window where I could watch her school bus come home. No way to tell the time of the day or how much longer I had to sit here and wait for her return. I heard the sound of the door and the excitement of knowing I would see her in a few more seconds made sitting here worth the while. When the door opened ,my heightened heart dropped. Who were these people and what where they doing here? Where was my person? Why where they wandering around the room, opening doors, looking out windows? The woman paused, while rubbing her tummy, smiled at me and said hello to you too. The warmth of her smile made me warm inside and yet made me miss my person more, where was she? why was she taking so long to come home? What felt like forever I finally heard the door my heart lifted as I heard the running of feet coming up the stairs, the door flew open and there she was. I could see her face drop and the panic when she looked at her bed. As she scanned the room as her eyes warmed as they landed on me and the smile lit up her face. She grabbed me hugged me tightly. Oh Teddy I missed you. Did you met the nice people? Did you see the baby that will take my room. The lady said you were the best part of the room and wanted to know if you came with the home. I knew you would let them know it was a good home despite what had happened in it. No worries teddy, your coming with me to grandmas they can get there own teddy to protect the baby like you have me, always.
She walked into the classroom and saw a teddy bear sitting on the desk that had a now that said. 'Hi everyone.'
She was the first one in the classroom this morning and thinking on it, she was the last one there last night. She picked up the bear to see if there was any more information she could get from it. There was nothing on the back. She removed the note and noticed a small hole. She pulled it apart and found a spy camera in the bear. She was scared at the thought of someone creeping on her class and dropped the bear. She was about to stomp on it and realized it needed to be evidence. She was doing you have to head over to the office to see the principal. This was way over her pay grade.
Benny the Bear cried out from the corner of the room. Sunlight shone upon him and a price tag still dangled from his neck. “Is there anyone here?” he shouted, but he heard his owner in the kitchen making breakfast. “I’m a person, too.”
He knew that within lay a dream, of the person he could be. A child, Becky, was sleeping in a bedroom upstairs. He wanted to go for a walk but he only could do it by her hands. “Take me to her,” he shouted. “Let me live.”
The owner stomped into the room and put him on a shelf. “I’m late for work,” he said.
My Bear Story:
Hi I'm Teddy. I dropped by to check on you guys. I understand you have been facing some challenges, so I wanted encourage you today. Having such great friends like you is what got me through my challenges. Remember this; no matter how hard the challenge or how lonely it may feel; you got this. You are powerful, you are strong and you are never alone because you have me :). Until next time; Stay amazing, Don't give up and Keep your head up. So long for now.
The little teddy bears story was heartwarming. Given that life is pretty rough right note for myself, my partner and our dogs (one in particular is having a truly terrible time,) the story was just enough to bring a little light into my day - beefier the sun has fully risen! Thank you for all you do, everything you share, and for simply being yourself in such a chaotic world. You are an appreciated gift to life.
oh, MEG!! This is the nicest comment, thank you. I am sending many hugs to you and your dogs during this time. *insert yellow heart emoji, which for some reason doesn't work right now*
Have you felt like the elephant in the room? My apology to all the majestic tuskers out there. So, what do you do when you feel invisible? How do you, what's the word these days, connect with others? I mean, it's not like I'm dead! Maybe they think so but I'm not. Technically, they may be right but how does one define "alive"? Is it when you can move? Check. Or perhaps when you can talk, make noise? Check again. Yet, you go unnoticed, ignored, and transparent.
It was the last straw-you can see I love cliches-when the kids sat watching the telly. They were totally mesmerised by someone being referred to as Poo!
I mean here I am, a cute teddy bear, holding a message I scrawled myself on a napkin. Just to say hi.
Yet, there's content on laughing at a caricature of me.
Have you ever felt like the teddy in the room?
It's been fun reading all of your teddy bear stories! My mouse isn't making the "like" hearts turn red, so I wanted to chime in on how lovely it's been reading them all, including yours, Evelyn. ~:0)
Here's mine:
Teddy was so proud of himself for learning his letters. He loved practicing along with the children. When they were all outside one day, he climbed down from his shelf, grabbed an orange crayon, and wrote a message to all his friends. He wondered who would be the first one to see it.
Miss Brenda walked into the room and the chldren sat on square rugs around a chair. She read to the children a book about a bear named Paddington. He was such a smart bear. When the teacher closed the book, it was time to play. One little boy named Mike walked over to the dress-up area and looked at Teddy on his way.
"Whoa! Look, everyone, Teddy write a note to us!" All of the children ran over to Mike, who was pointing at Teddy. There was a note propped in front of him that read, 'Hi everyone.'
"Sure, Mike. You just put it there," said Brian.
"No, I didn't. Our Teddy is a smart bear, like Paddington!"
"Then why hasn't he written anything before?"
"Maybe he just learned his letters and decided he could write us a message today." Mike took the piece of paper off Teddy, looked at the bear, and said, "good job, Teddy!" Then he gave Teddy a big hug.
Oh, thank you for the book recommendation! I enjoyed IN FIVE YEARS, so I added this to my TBR.
Happy reading, Kerry!
My bear story:
Glenn stared at the plush teddy on the chest of drawers, its image warping through his tears. If only he'd taken the day off work, all of it would never have happened. Kasey would be here. Sitting in front of the TV. Watching cartoons. Eating cereal. Hugging her bear, Winston.