S.: Well, Mama and Diva Dog were walking in the woods and we found a good place to put up our tarp for the night. So we got under it and we tried to go to sleep, when we heard a "Crash! Crash! Crash!" in the forest. And what was it?
Z.: It was uh beawr!
S.: That's right, it was a bear. And what did Mama say?
Z.: Go away! Go away! Go away! Go away! Go away! Go away! Go away! Go away! Go away! Go away! Go away! Go away! Go away! Go away! Go away! Go away!
S.: And the bear went away! Everything was quiet. But then Mama and Diva Dog heard "Crash! Crash! Crash!" again in the forest. And I held Diva Dog's snout so she wouldn't growl, and I said ...
Z.: Go away! Go away! Go away! Go away! Go away! Go away! Go away! Go away! Go away! Go away! Go away! Go away! Go away! Go away! Go away! Go away!
S.: ...and we didn't hear that bear any more. But the next morning, what did I find?
Z.: Duh beawr's food! And Mama left dat beawr's food right dair, so duh beawr could take dat food home to da forwest, and duh beawr could put dat food away. And dair awr no kitchens in da forwest.
(Illustration by Z.)
(It's not meant to be anything in particular.)
(A budding Rothko, no?)
7 comments:
You guys are much more entertaining than It's The Bear. Better illustrations, too.
Sounds like it's a favorite story!
Phantom: watch out, Candlewick Press, here we come!
Liz, alas, it is not as popular as storewies about birthday parties she has attended. But those don't make nearly as good blog fodder.
Oh, and you all have to understand that she completely invented the part about the bear taking the food home.
Z is clearly both tremendously imaginative and talented. Kind of like her mama.
What a charming kid! And lovely artwork.
Gosh, thanks--you're making me blush!
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