A Birthday Bear

An early attempt at writing a children’s story. Was first posted on Writing.com on 2010. I hope you like it.

 

 

 

The giant stuffed bear had never spoken to her before, but today…it did. Alice was not sure she heard right, but there was no denying it. She saw her lips move. Which was weird, because she could have sworn that Rainbow did not have lips when her Mommy gave it to her for her birthday last year?

“Hello, dear friend.”

“Who, do you mean me?” Alice sputtered, after making sure that it was indeed the bear who had said it.

“Yes, you’re my friend.” The bear, Rainbow, nodded. Then cocking her head to the side, she added gravely. “I guess you’re my Mum too since you take care of me.”

“But I have a Mommy. I’m only seven!” The girl said, surprise getting the better of shock.

“And you are one. Besides, I’m a year old.”

Alice thought for a moment and smiled. “Okay, I’ll be the best Mommy I can be then!”

“That’s good. I don’t want a bad Mum.”

“You talk funny.”

“I was made in England.”

“Oh.”

There was a short, tense silence, broken only by the sound of the family kitty meowing outside to be let in. Alice wondered idly why he didn’t just ask to be let in. If a stuffed bear could talk, a talking cat would be nothing!

“Are you mad at me?” Rainbow asked at last.

“No! Don’t be silly.” Alice protested quickly. “Why do you ask that?”

“You were quiet, and I know that is not how you act.”

“I was just thinking.”

“Is it about how I can talk?”

“How did you know?”

“I was told to expect it.” Rainbow explained, and there was an air about him that suggested he would have folded his arms over his belly had they been longer. “When I was first made, I knew nothing of the world at all. But I befriended an older toy who could not be sold because of a lame paw. She and I talked about many things before I was sent to the store, you see. One thing she told me was this. On the day of my creation, I can talk to my owner.”

“Wow! Like a birthday present!”

Rainbow thought gravely for a moment. Then He nodded, smiling. “Yes, I guess that is what you can call it, a birthday gift.”

“Are you going to be able to talk all day?” Alice demanded.

“Yes.”

“Then let’s not waste a moment!”

That day was more fun than Alice could ever remember. They had tea. They went exploring the park with Mommy. They hid in the tree house with baby sister Carrie and told secrets. Rainbow let her know where she preferred to sleep and all the details that made a bear’s life more comfortable. Long before the day was over; Alice was already looking forward to next year, planning Teddy Rainbow’s birthday.

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