"The Teddy's Bears Picnic"
I made a new friend here at WA Most all you know Him Chris Scott it made my Always a better way stand out.
If you haven’t read these 4 post I recommend you do it is a real wake up call. I have had this privilege and am most grateful and humbly at the same time
Comment I wrote to Chrison on first blog Massive Value
Have you ever heard the song, "The Teddy's Bears Picnic"? Well if you haven't it doesn’t matter. My Mother wrote the song. She uses to sing it to me when I was little. And I am just remembering it. I don't remember the lyrics. Your word resonate to me because it feels like it was written just for me. Behind your tones, I hear my mother and I am hearing "The Teddy Bears Picnic" all over again.
second comment on the third blog
Massive Value Defined
Back to part four, Ok Chris I would like to tell you about my Teddy Bear. We all knew him just as Teddy, the same color as your Teddy the same glass eyes. I don't remember where he came from.
We were 6 children I was the second born. there were 4 boys and two girls. I bring the second and a girl had to look after the littler ones. I don't remember when I started doing this. I looked after Teddy but always but him to bed with the little ones because he cuddled with them and made them feel safe.
In the morning I would get Teddy and put him away so that he would be there at night to put the littlest ones to bed it was a fight to see how was going to sleep with Teddy, by this time he had gone through four small children and I was getting bigger and wasn't as diligent with poor Teddy.
One day his right eye was missing I had to find it. I looked everywhere and it didn't show. The littlest was devastated and so was I, Teddy only had one eye. the others started wailing also and everybody look for Teddy's eye with no luck and no buddy wanted to sleep with Teddy because they though he was looking at them wrong. So I sang the song Teddy's Bear Picnic to them, but poor Teddy had to sleep with me because nobody wanted him.
Cleaning up the room over the weekend because we were four in the room twin beds a crib and child’s bed with half railing, moving everything I found Teddy’s eye. It was only glued on in the first place so I went looking for glue the only kind I found was school glue. The kind kids used at school for gluing paper it made a mess but it stayed on for a bit.
Then he showed up with a ripped arm and the stuffing was falling out I found a safety pin that permitted to make him look OK. Then his eye started to hang and I didn't have any glue.
Teddy got stuffed away and forgot about. Long story short I found him many years later sitting on a WA blog where nobody could hurt him ever again. and the "Teddy Bear Picnic" came alive again.
Chis I will be back tomorrow, it's late and I have been a bit down today and you lifted me up. Always a better way Chris
This many not make sense to you about Teddy the most importantly it does to me. Chris thought it was a good idea to share it with all of you here at WA so I did
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