He's b-a-c-k… my best old mate, Ted Bear Esq. This e-book business was meant to start and end with 'Ted Bear Esq. – his photo album' - but no, that wasn't enough. He challenged my wordsmith ability to create written cameos about the photos of him and his best mates, posturing all over the house. I tried to resist, but he moped and looked pleadingly and heart-breakingly at me until I could stand no more and weakened (as he always knew I would). Here is the result of his wheedling and coercion. Sit yourself down, get comfy and prepare to enjoy Ted Bear's particularly quirky sense of humour.
JUST LIKE A GREAT WINE… I AM AGEING BEAUTIFULLY
These days I find I need glasses more often than not. The vision problem began when I found that suddenly my arms were too short for comfortable reading. This disturbed me greatly when Postie Bear brought me important mail from far away friends. It's funny - I didn't feel my arms getting smaller. Did they shrink, do you think?
For a while I really thought so, and it was really quite unbearable. Then my Mum bought some specs for me. At first I felt a bit weird… kind of different… sort of ashamed and scared of what everyone would think when they saw me. Do you know the feeling?
I thought maybe some people wouldn't like me anymore. It was gross really, and I felt so unhappy. But Mum gathered up all the Knitty Gritty Kids – and Gran and Grandpa too – and we all sat on the lounge together and talked it through.
Everyone was SO kind. I had SO many hugs, and small people telling me how much they loved me, with or without glasses, I could hardly bear it, and I must admit to the odd sniffle. And as if that weren't more than enough, the Knitty Gritty Kids went without all manner of things to give me a couple of warm and special scarves for the coldest nights.
The kindness of the Knitty Gritty Kids is overwhelming. Who else would have guessed how cold wintry nights can be as you sit perfectly still… for hours, and hours. Who else would have understood how stiff a neck can get when it doesn't move… for hours, and hours. The Knitty Gritty Kids could – bless their small loving hearts. What a family!
Excerpted from "Almost Unbearable Tales (Small Folk Tales 4) [Kindle Edition]" by Christine Larsen. Copyright © 2013 by Christine Larsen. Excerpted by permission. All rights reserved. No part of this excerpt may be reproduced or reprinted without permission in writing from the publisher. Excerpts are provided solely for the personal use of visitors to this web site.
Christine is - a wife, mother, grandmother, and writer. In a past life she has been – a Secretary, Lifeline telephone counsellor, Community Careworker – and a farmer throughout each of these. Today Christine is a born-again writer after countless rejections of her children’s stories over three decades ago. Between financially stretched times and 'busyness' raising kids, milking cows and farming, no space was left to believe in herself as a wordsmith. Her works were tucked away on a back shelf to gather much dust, until a series of unexpected events coincided with her ‘empty nest’ syndrome. At first Christine embraced a variety of crafting pursuits – and then gathered her courage and had another ‘go’ at writing. Success came with recognition and acceptance by Squidoo and Ezine Articles. Both platforms considered her words also worthy of praise and awards – reinvigorating her developing positive feelings sufficiently to embark upon an e-book self-publishing learning curve with Amazon’s Kindle. At last, Christine is celebrating the wonderful and unimagined results of her most passionate dreams and beliefs – like the power of words to teach small minds to never ever stop enquiring and learning about this vast and beautiful world of ours. If her words can influence and lead small folk to fully embrace this basic principle, Christine believes a greater degree of understanding, appreciation, tolerance and acceptance will be born and grow within each small heart. She is SO proud to be a small part of this.
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