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Understanding Hoomans
Bertie and Sky were sitting on the sofa in their favourite place happily chatting away when Posh Bear sat down beside them.
“How are you guys today?” Asked Posh.
“We’re good thanks, Posh.” Replied Bertie.
“Posh, do you understand hoomans?” Asked Sky, with a hopeful look on his face.
“No, I don’t think there is an animal around that understands hoomans, why do you ask?”
“Well, Bertie and me were talking about it.” Replied Sky.
“That should be Bertie and I, Sky.” Corrected Posh.
“I don’t think so Posh, we have never spoken about what Sky and me were talking about.” Said Bertie defending his best friend.
“Okay, so why do you wish to know about hoomans?” Asked Posh giving up on the grammar.
“It was just an observation Posh; we were trying to work out if hoomans and clocks were related at one time.” Explained Bertie.
“Hoomans and clocks?” Said Posh scratching his head with his paw.
“Yes, we thought they might be related, or even that they may be in battle against one another.” Said Sky looking at Bertie.
“Why do you think that? I mean what do they have in common with one another?” Asked Posh still confused.
“Lots of things Posh.” Said Sky readily.
“Yes, they both have faces, they both have two hands, they often both have feet, and only the other week I heard the man talking about his ticker and clocks have them too.” Said Bertie nodding as he explained.
“Yes, and there is more too, Posh. Hoomans seem to live their life governed by time and clocks, as if they are confused but still fighting against time, like for ever.” Added Sky.
“There is also the fact that hoomans have tried to remove the face from clocks and also have taken their hands and ticks away on many new clocks, so they are just numbers. We find all this very strange.” Said Bertie firmly and looking at Sky in agreement.
“So, so what do you have to say about that Posh? Are we right?” Asked Sky seemingly desperate for his reply.
“Well, I agree that it all fits together and I suppose time was invented my hoomans, but I don’t think there is a real connection there.”
“How can you say that Posh? Hoomans are fascinated by time, they always want to look backwards and forwards into the future. Is that because they are not happy with the present?” Asked Bertie.
“I don’t know, and I don’t think you’ll ever find the answers chaps, let us change the subject and talk about something we do understand like honey?” Said Posh gently.
“Posh, do you think that if clocks were soft and fluffy like us, and were good listeners that never betrayed a secret, that were always there to listen and love their hooman, do you think they could replace us bears?” Asked Bertie.
Posh smiled softly at his friends as he shook his head.
“Now that I can be sure about, hoomans love us bears just as we love them and there is nothing, not even time, that will replace that bond we have between us. It is often forged just after the birth of a hooman, and goes deep down, it will last for ever.”
Understanding Hoomans
Bertie and Sky were sitting on the sofa in their favourite place happily chatting away when Posh Bear sat down beside them.
“How are you guys today?” Asked Posh.
“We’re good thanks, Posh.” Replied Bertie.
“Posh, do you understand hoomans?” Asked Sky, with a hopeful look on his face.
“No, I don’t think there is an animal around that understands hoomans, why do you ask?”
“Well, Bertie and me were talking about it.” Replied Sky.
“That should be Bertie and I, Sky.” Corrected Posh.
“I don’t think so Posh, we have never spoken about what Sky and me were talking about.” Said Bertie defending his best friend.
“Okay, so why do you wish to know about hoomans?” Asked Posh giving up on the grammar.
“It was just an observation Posh; we were trying to work out if hoomans and clocks were related at one time.” Explained Bertie.
“Hoomans and clocks?” Said Posh scratching his head with his paw.
“Yes, we thought they might be related, or even that they may be in battle against one another.” Said Sky looking at Bertie.
“Why do you think that? I mean what do they have in common with one another?” Asked Posh still confused.
“Lots of things Posh.” Said Sky readily.
“Yes, they both have faces, they both have two hands, they often both have feet, and only the other week I heard the man talking about his ticker and clocks have them too.” Said Bertie nodding as he explained.
“Yes, and there is more too, Posh. Hoomans seem to live their life governed by time and clocks, as if they are confused but still fighting against time, like for ever.” Added Sky.
“There is also the fact that hoomans have tried to remove the face from clocks and also have taken their hands and ticks away on many new clocks, so they are just numbers. We find all this very strange.” Said Bertie firmly and looking at Sky in agreement.
“So, so what do you have to say about that Posh? Are we right?” Asked Sky seemingly desperate for his reply.
“Well, I agree that it all fits together and I suppose time was invented my hoomans, but I don’t think there is a real connection there.”
“How can you say that Posh? Hoomans are fascinated by time, they always want to look backwards and forwards into the future. Is that because they are not happy with the present?” Asked Bertie.
“I don’t know, and I don’t think you’ll ever find the answers chaps, let us change the subject and talk about something we do understand like honey?” Said Posh gently.
“Posh, do you think that if clocks were soft and fluffy like us, and were good listeners that never betrayed a secret, that were always there to listen and love their hooman, do you think they could replace us bears?” Asked Bertie.
Posh smiled softly at his friends as he shook his head.
“Now that I can be sure about, hoomans love us bears just as we love them and there is nothing, not even time, that will replace that bond we have between us. It is often forged just after the birth of a hooman, and goes deep down, it will last for ever.”