Where Do I Come From, Paddington?
SCOUT: “Paddy? Paddy!”
PADDY: “Yes Scout?”
SCOUT: “Paddy, where do I come from?”
PADDY: “What?” *Looks alarmed.* “What do you mean, Scout?”
SCOUT: “Just that, Paddy! Where do I come from?”
PADDY: “Well you know that Scout, even better than me.”
SCOUT: “Please tell me anyway, Paddy.”
PADDY: *Sighs.* “Well, you came from Africa, Scout.”
SCOUT: “And then what?”
PADDY: “Well, then you and some of your brothers and sisters and cousins boarded a big boat and sailed across the ocean from Africa to Australia. The waves were big, but the boat was safe and it rocked you like a big cradle and it put you and your brothers and sisters and cousins to sleep.”
SCOUT: “And when I woke up?”
PADDY: “And when you woke up you took a lorry ride across Melbourne to a place called Scout House.”
SCOUT: “And that is where I got my name from!” *Proud.*
PADDY: “Exactly, Scout. And so you waited with your brothers and sisters and cousins in Scout House where you played together, until a lovely, laughing lady dressed all in red arrived. As soon as she saw you, she knew that you had a future living with Daddy and me, because it was just us back in those days.”
SCOUT: “And Chippy the monkey who lives in the front room!”
PADDY: “Oh yes, and Chippy too.”
SCOUT: “And then what happened, Paddy?”
PADDY: “Well, the lovely laughing lady dressed all in red asked you if you wanted to come home with her and she would then take you to meet Daddy and me.”
SCOUT: “But I didn’t reply, because I was scared of leaving all my brothers and sisters and cousins.”
PADDY: “Something that is hard to believe, now, Scout!” *Looks doubtingly at Scout.* “But the lovely laughing lady dressed all in red mistook your reticence as willingness, so she took you away with her.”
SCOUT: “And I waved goodbye to all my brothers and sisters and cousins.”
PADDY: “And then, a few days later, the lovely laughing lady dressed all in red, dressed up in red and took you to a place called Mailing Road where she had tea with Daddy and I. She had helped you write a letter of introduction.”
SCOUT: “It was hard to tell her what to say, because I didn’t really know what to say.”
PADDY: “But you asked if we could be friends, Scout.”
SCOUT: “And you said, yes, Paddy, and I’m so glad you did!” *Excited.*
PADDY: “Of course I did, Scout! How could I not?”
SCOUT: “And Daddy is the bestest Daddy in the whole wide world. I remember that whilst I still felt a bit scared on the tram ride going home with you and Daddy, but you talked to me so much, and made me feel so happy that I forgot that I was scared.”
PADDY: “And the rest, as they say, is history, Scout.”
SCOUT: “Yes, they do, Paddy, and I am soooo glad that my history is with you and Daddy and our ever growing family! I love you!” *Snuggles up with Paddy.*
PADDY: "I love you too, little Scout." *Cuddles Scout lovingly.*
My bears Paddy and Scout have made very good friends with two bears in Holland called Peter and Oleg (www.flickr.com/photos/40262251@N03/galleries/721577154558...) and their Mummy (www.flickr.com/photos/66094586@N06/) . Peter and Scout are very similar and have become best friends. Paddy and Oleg are very similar as well, so they too have become best friends. Peter was asking Oleg how he came to be at Mummy Marian’s house. Apparently he was born from stardust and brought by the stork to be with Mummy Marian, as you can see here www.flickr.com/photos/66094586@N06/53113702379/in/faves-4... or in the first comment below. Thus, why Scout is asking Paddy to recall how it was that he came to live with Paddy and I.
My Paddington Bear came to live with me in London when I was two years old (many, many years ago). He was hand made by my Great Aunt and he has a chocolate coloured felt hat, the brim of which had to be pinned up by a safety pin to stop it getting in his eyes. The collar of his mackintosh is made of the same felt. He wears wellington boots made from the same red leather used to make the toggles on his mackintosh.
He has travelled with me across the world and he and I have had many adventures together over the years. He is a very precious member of my small family.
Scout was a gift to Paddy from my friend. He is a Fair Trade Bear hand knitted in Africa. His name comes from the shop my friend found him in: Scout House. He tells me that life was very different where he came from, and Paddy is helping introduce him to many new experiences. Scout catches on quickly, and has proven to be a cheeky, but very lovable member of our closely knit family.
Where Do I Come From, Paddington?
SCOUT: “Paddy? Paddy!”
PADDY: “Yes Scout?”
SCOUT: “Paddy, where do I come from?”
PADDY: “What?” *Looks alarmed.* “What do you mean, Scout?”
SCOUT: “Just that, Paddy! Where do I come from?”
PADDY: “Well you know that Scout, even better than me.”
SCOUT: “Please tell me anyway, Paddy.”
PADDY: *Sighs.* “Well, you came from Africa, Scout.”
SCOUT: “And then what?”
PADDY: “Well, then you and some of your brothers and sisters and cousins boarded a big boat and sailed across the ocean from Africa to Australia. The waves were big, but the boat was safe and it rocked you like a big cradle and it put you and your brothers and sisters and cousins to sleep.”
SCOUT: “And when I woke up?”
PADDY: “And when you woke up you took a lorry ride across Melbourne to a place called Scout House.”
SCOUT: “And that is where I got my name from!” *Proud.*
PADDY: “Exactly, Scout. And so you waited with your brothers and sisters and cousins in Scout House where you played together, until a lovely, laughing lady dressed all in red arrived. As soon as she saw you, she knew that you had a future living with Daddy and me, because it was just us back in those days.”
SCOUT: “And Chippy the monkey who lives in the front room!”
PADDY: “Oh yes, and Chippy too.”
SCOUT: “And then what happened, Paddy?”
PADDY: “Well, the lovely laughing lady dressed all in red asked you if you wanted to come home with her and she would then take you to meet Daddy and me.”
SCOUT: “But I didn’t reply, because I was scared of leaving all my brothers and sisters and cousins.”
PADDY: “Something that is hard to believe, now, Scout!” *Looks doubtingly at Scout.* “But the lovely laughing lady dressed all in red mistook your reticence as willingness, so she took you away with her.”
SCOUT: “And I waved goodbye to all my brothers and sisters and cousins.”
PADDY: “And then, a few days later, the lovely laughing lady dressed all in red, dressed up in red and took you to a place called Mailing Road where she had tea with Daddy and I. She had helped you write a letter of introduction.”
SCOUT: “It was hard to tell her what to say, because I didn’t really know what to say.”
PADDY: “But you asked if we could be friends, Scout.”
SCOUT: “And you said, yes, Paddy, and I’m so glad you did!” *Excited.*
PADDY: “Of course I did, Scout! How could I not?”
SCOUT: “And Daddy is the bestest Daddy in the whole wide world. I remember that whilst I still felt a bit scared on the tram ride going home with you and Daddy, but you talked to me so much, and made me feel so happy that I forgot that I was scared.”
PADDY: “And the rest, as they say, is history, Scout.”
SCOUT: “Yes, they do, Paddy, and I am soooo glad that my history is with you and Daddy and our ever growing family! I love you!” *Snuggles up with Paddy.*
PADDY: "I love you too, little Scout." *Cuddles Scout lovingly.*
My bears Paddy and Scout have made very good friends with two bears in Holland called Peter and Oleg (www.flickr.com/photos/40262251@N03/galleries/721577154558...) and their Mummy (www.flickr.com/photos/66094586@N06/) . Peter and Scout are very similar and have become best friends. Paddy and Oleg are very similar as well, so they too have become best friends. Peter was asking Oleg how he came to be at Mummy Marian’s house. Apparently he was born from stardust and brought by the stork to be with Mummy Marian, as you can see here www.flickr.com/photos/66094586@N06/53113702379/in/faves-4... or in the first comment below. Thus, why Scout is asking Paddy to recall how it was that he came to live with Paddy and I.
My Paddington Bear came to live with me in London when I was two years old (many, many years ago). He was hand made by my Great Aunt and he has a chocolate coloured felt hat, the brim of which had to be pinned up by a safety pin to stop it getting in his eyes. The collar of his mackintosh is made of the same felt. He wears wellington boots made from the same red leather used to make the toggles on his mackintosh.
He has travelled with me across the world and he and I have had many adventures together over the years. He is a very precious member of my small family.
Scout was a gift to Paddy from my friend. He is a Fair Trade Bear hand knitted in Africa. His name comes from the shop my friend found him in: Scout House. He tells me that life was very different where he came from, and Paddy is helping introduce him to many new experiences. Scout catches on quickly, and has proven to be a cheeky, but very lovable member of our closely knit family.