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A Secret Plan.
“Sky, why is everything so compli…complic… difficult, all the time?”
“I don’t find it difficult Barnaby, but then I am a genius. What do you find difficult?”
“The man confuses me, he said it is going to be wet today. He didn’t say what was going to be wet or how he knew it would be wet, or even how wet it would be. I just thought that if he didn’t want it to be wet, he would cover it up so it didn’t get wet.”
“The man is difficult to understand at times, Barnaby. Us bears just have to make allowances for him. Maybe he wanted it to get wet, whatever it is.”
“I think whatever it was, it was outside on the green stuff as he kept looking at that and mumbling.”
“Yes, he does that at times. Take no notice, Barnaby.”
“Then he said something about going for melons, what are melons, Sky?”
“I am not sure that I know, Barnaby. Posh, do you know what melons are?”
“I think they are things that he eats sometimes. Big, yellow things from memory.”
“Posh, where do melons come from?” Asked Barnaby.
“I think they come from a small seed much smaller than your paw pad, that in turn can grow into a big tree, which in turn may produce these melons.” Said Posh Bear looking rather smug that he had the answer.
“Wowsers Posh, that means he could be away for many, many sleeps if he is going to wait around for all that to happen. If that is the case maybe we should have a party.”
“Barnaby, he won’t have to wait for them to grow, he will order them on his shopping list from the same place as we get our honey from.”
“Do they have these big trees loaded with melons on them there then?”
“No Barnaby, they get the melons in from someone else who grows them.”
“Posh, why do they grow them if they don’t want them, and are going to let the place, we get our honey from have them, who also don’t want them, because they are giving them to the man? So compli…complic… difficult to understand.”
“Think of it like our honey Barnaby, the place we get our honey from does not have lots of buzzy things making it, they get it from a place that does have lots of buzzy things that make our honey and then they let this place have it so they can give it to us.” Explained Bertie which on reflection didn’t seem to help one bit.
“Posh, has the wet the man was on about got anything to do with melons or our honey? I wouldn’t like wet honey like they sent us once before. Do you remember, it was runny stuff, not proper honey. Sky said it had been polluted.”
“I think Sky meant diluted, and no I don’t think the man was on about wet melons or wet honey. The man probably meant the weather outside, Barnaby.” Said Posh Bear hoping that was an end to this conversation.
“Whether what is outside, Posh? Whether it is wet or not?” Asked Barnaby looking around him for a reply as Posh rubbed his head with a paw.
“I’ll tell you what, how about we forget all about what the man said and go and have a honey feast. I have three jars that need using up.” Said Posh Bear looking around hopefully.
The bears all nodded their heads eagerly and stood up ready to go.
“You are so clever Sky, you said that Posh would offer us his honey if we had this complic…complic… hard chat.” Said Barnaby looking very happy. “Did I do well, Sky?”
“Barnaby, that was supposed to be a secret.” Said Sky quietly.
“Sky, what is a secret?”
Sky smiled at Posh and then he hurried away to find the honey closely followed by Barnaby and Bertie.
A Secret Plan.
“Sky, why is everything so compli…complic… difficult, all the time?”
“I don’t find it difficult Barnaby, but then I am a genius. What do you find difficult?”
“The man confuses me, he said it is going to be wet today. He didn’t say what was going to be wet or how he knew it would be wet, or even how wet it would be. I just thought that if he didn’t want it to be wet, he would cover it up so it didn’t get wet.”
“The man is difficult to understand at times, Barnaby. Us bears just have to make allowances for him. Maybe he wanted it to get wet, whatever it is.”
“I think whatever it was, it was outside on the green stuff as he kept looking at that and mumbling.”
“Yes, he does that at times. Take no notice, Barnaby.”
“Then he said something about going for melons, what are melons, Sky?”
“I am not sure that I know, Barnaby. Posh, do you know what melons are?”
“I think they are things that he eats sometimes. Big, yellow things from memory.”
“Posh, where do melons come from?” Asked Barnaby.
“I think they come from a small seed much smaller than your paw pad, that in turn can grow into a big tree, which in turn may produce these melons.” Said Posh Bear looking rather smug that he had the answer.
“Wowsers Posh, that means he could be away for many, many sleeps if he is going to wait around for all that to happen. If that is the case maybe we should have a party.”
“Barnaby, he won’t have to wait for them to grow, he will order them on his shopping list from the same place as we get our honey from.”
“Do they have these big trees loaded with melons on them there then?”
“No Barnaby, they get the melons in from someone else who grows them.”
“Posh, why do they grow them if they don’t want them, and are going to let the place, we get our honey from have them, who also don’t want them, because they are giving them to the man? So compli…complic… difficult to understand.”
“Think of it like our honey Barnaby, the place we get our honey from does not have lots of buzzy things making it, they get it from a place that does have lots of buzzy things that make our honey and then they let this place have it so they can give it to us.” Explained Bertie which on reflection didn’t seem to help one bit.
“Posh, has the wet the man was on about got anything to do with melons or our honey? I wouldn’t like wet honey like they sent us once before. Do you remember, it was runny stuff, not proper honey. Sky said it had been polluted.”
“I think Sky meant diluted, and no I don’t think the man was on about wet melons or wet honey. The man probably meant the weather outside, Barnaby.” Said Posh Bear hoping that was an end to this conversation.
“Whether what is outside, Posh? Whether it is wet or not?” Asked Barnaby looking around him for a reply as Posh rubbed his head with a paw.
“I’ll tell you what, how about we forget all about what the man said and go and have a honey feast. I have three jars that need using up.” Said Posh Bear looking around hopefully.
The bears all nodded their heads eagerly and stood up ready to go.
“You are so clever Sky, you said that Posh would offer us his honey if we had this complic…complic… hard chat.” Said Barnaby looking very happy. “Did I do well, Sky?”
“Barnaby, that was supposed to be a secret.” Said Sky quietly.
“Sky, what is a secret?”
Sky smiled at Posh and then he hurried away to find the honey closely followed by Barnaby and Bertie.