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The Great Detective
“Posh, do you think if I tried harder than hard that I could be a great defective?” Asked Sky his face full of excitement.
“It isn’t defective, Sky, I think you mean detective.”
“Yes, I saw one on the man’s picture thingy and he was defecting things. I was quite interested as I could see so many things that we had in common with one another, this defective and I.”
“What were they, Sky? I think I’d like to become a defective too.” Said Barnaby.
“Me too, it would be great fun.” Added Bertie.
“We could all be great defectives then, even Posh if he wanted.” Said Sky looking even more excited.
“So, what were these things that you had in common with the detective on the picture thingy, Sky?” Asked Posh Bear.
“I solved a mystery, and I did it all on my own by my great defective powers. You will recall that this morning the man was looking for his small picture taking thingy, well he was searching for ages but it was me who solved the mystery. I was quite calm and relaxed about it all, as all great defectives are, but I had worked out exactly where the small picture taking thingy was situated. It took the man ages to find it, while me, I knew right away.” Proclaimed Sky now trying to look as proud as he could while stroking his chin with his paw.
“Wowsers, Sky, that is truly amazing. Did you tell the man of your findings?” Asked Barnaby.
“Kind of Barnaby, but I think I was too skuttle for him to realise. I simply stared at where it was hiding and expected him to follow my gaze, but sadly he didn’t have the intelligence needed.”
“That is very skuttle, Sky, mind I’m not too surprised that the man didn’t work out what you were telling him. He isn’t the sharpest knife in the box.” Said Barnaby.
“Why didn’t you go and take the picture taking thingy from its hiding place and present it to the man?” Asked Bertie.
“Bertie, great defectives don’t do things like that. They work out the problem and then illustrate the clues to those that need to know and leave them to work it out. It is quite simple. That is what the defective did on the picture screen. Oh, and he spoke funny, but I’m practicing that in case it is necessarily a part of the work.”
“Now don’t you three go getting excited because Sky, you saw the man place the picture taking thingy in the drawer, and that is why you knew where it was. It had nothing to do with being a great detective.” Said Posh Bear calmly.
“On the contrary, it is sedimentary my dear Posh, both the man and myself saw where he placed the picture taking thing, but only me, the great defective knew where it was located. If it hadn’t been for my defective work the man probably wouldn’t have ever seen it again, as it is clear that he certainly isn’t anything like a great defective. I rest my case.” Proclaimed Sky, smiling as his two friends applauded his speech.
“Well, you can’t argue with facts like that Posh. I think we have a great defective amongst us.” Said Barnaby full of admiration of his friend.
Posh thought for a moment and was about to ask what else the great “defective” had solved with his “skuttle” ways, but instead, smiled, as he realised it was best to leave them excited and see where it led them to. Who knows, he decided, he might even discover hidden honey and chocolate that everyone had forgotten about. Now that would be a wonderful find for the great ‘defective’.
“Indeed Barnaby, a very clever “defective”. Maybe, he should use his powers to find us extra supplies of honey and chocolate. What do you think, Sky?”
“I’ll do my best, Posh, now where is my special magic-flying glass as I might need to look at things close up?” said Sky looking about the floor.
“I have it here, Sky, my word it does make things look big. How very exciting.” Said Barnaby handing the magnifying glass to his friend.
Posh Bear sat and watched as his three friends went off in search for extra honey and chocolate smiling and enjoying their excitement.
The Great Detective
“Posh, do you think if I tried harder than hard that I could be a great defective?” Asked Sky his face full of excitement.
“It isn’t defective, Sky, I think you mean detective.”
“Yes, I saw one on the man’s picture thingy and he was defecting things. I was quite interested as I could see so many things that we had in common with one another, this defective and I.”
“What were they, Sky? I think I’d like to become a defective too.” Said Barnaby.
“Me too, it would be great fun.” Added Bertie.
“We could all be great defectives then, even Posh if he wanted.” Said Sky looking even more excited.
“So, what were these things that you had in common with the detective on the picture thingy, Sky?” Asked Posh Bear.
“I solved a mystery, and I did it all on my own by my great defective powers. You will recall that this morning the man was looking for his small picture taking thingy, well he was searching for ages but it was me who solved the mystery. I was quite calm and relaxed about it all, as all great defectives are, but I had worked out exactly where the small picture taking thingy was situated. It took the man ages to find it, while me, I knew right away.” Proclaimed Sky now trying to look as proud as he could while stroking his chin with his paw.
“Wowsers, Sky, that is truly amazing. Did you tell the man of your findings?” Asked Barnaby.
“Kind of Barnaby, but I think I was too skuttle for him to realise. I simply stared at where it was hiding and expected him to follow my gaze, but sadly he didn’t have the intelligence needed.”
“That is very skuttle, Sky, mind I’m not too surprised that the man didn’t work out what you were telling him. He isn’t the sharpest knife in the box.” Said Barnaby.
“Why didn’t you go and take the picture taking thingy from its hiding place and present it to the man?” Asked Bertie.
“Bertie, great defectives don’t do things like that. They work out the problem and then illustrate the clues to those that need to know and leave them to work it out. It is quite simple. That is what the defective did on the picture screen. Oh, and he spoke funny, but I’m practicing that in case it is necessarily a part of the work.”
“Now don’t you three go getting excited because Sky, you saw the man place the picture taking thingy in the drawer, and that is why you knew where it was. It had nothing to do with being a great detective.” Said Posh Bear calmly.
“On the contrary, it is sedimentary my dear Posh, both the man and myself saw where he placed the picture taking thing, but only me, the great defective knew where it was located. If it hadn’t been for my defective work the man probably wouldn’t have ever seen it again, as it is clear that he certainly isn’t anything like a great defective. I rest my case.” Proclaimed Sky, smiling as his two friends applauded his speech.
“Well, you can’t argue with facts like that Posh. I think we have a great defective amongst us.” Said Barnaby full of admiration of his friend.
Posh thought for a moment and was about to ask what else the great “defective” had solved with his “skuttle” ways, but instead, smiled, as he realised it was best to leave them excited and see where it led them to. Who knows, he decided, he might even discover hidden honey and chocolate that everyone had forgotten about. Now that would be a wonderful find for the great ‘defective’.
“Indeed Barnaby, a very clever “defective”. Maybe, he should use his powers to find us extra supplies of honey and chocolate. What do you think, Sky?”
“I’ll do my best, Posh, now where is my special magic-flying glass as I might need to look at things close up?” said Sky looking about the floor.
“I have it here, Sky, my word it does make things look big. How very exciting.” Said Barnaby handing the magnifying glass to his friend.
Posh Bear sat and watched as his three friends went off in search for extra honey and chocolate smiling and enjoying their excitement.