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Life is only what you wonder.

Tuesday, September 02, 2003

A Five Minute Story

Sing Ho! For the life of a Bear!

He had already seen the lions, tigers, and giraffes.
The even went to the monkey house and he got a glimpse of a orangutan doing something that could make hair grow on it's palms, before his mother put her hand over his eyes and led him to another cage.
He was ready to go home, he decided.
After all the excitement of the day he was tired and a little sleepy. This was normally the time his mother made him take his mid-day nap.
He was just about to tell his mother he was ready when he spotted the polar bears.
He was surprised they weren't really white like milk or powdered sugar like the picture in his book at home. ("P" is for Polar Bear.)
They were more of a dirty pale yellow color.
He watched them swim in the pool of water in front of their little zoo house that resembled something like a cross between a cave and an igloo.
He stood enraptured just watching them swim back and forth.
They looked happy, he thought.
He watched them swimming and it seemed to him as though they were smiling.
"Sing Ho! For the life of a bear!" he thought, which was from one of the Pooh books his mother read to him.
As he watched, one of the bears came out of the water and lounged on a large white rock and looked at him lazily.
He yawned.
"Ready to go home, honey? You've had a long day." his mother asked.
He nodded and yawned again.
His mother took his hand and led him toward the exit.