by Good Day Everyone! Happy to share with you new fairy tale about Teddy Bear in our newsletter. Welcome!
On our bookshelf is a book about Winnie-the-Pooh kept by my lovely husband from his childhood. When I was a 4+, I dreamed about a big Teddy Bear and loved fairy tales with a bear-hero. Maybe you love Teddy Bear too 🙂
Many children and adults love Teddy Bear, seeing in him a hero who helps them be who they want to be, keeping inside warmth and kindness, openness and strength, generosity and care. Teddy Bear is happy to support us and at the same time he is a hero who has his own path of development.
Why? Because we can share what we have. Happy to share with you a fairy tale about Teddy Bear. Welcome to Fairy Tale World! Olga and the Fairy Tale Team 🙂
TEDDY BEAR AND RAIN
Teddy Bear loved to cry when it rained. . . . As soon as the first drops fell from the Sky, Teddy Bear becomes very sad, and oh-oh—from his round, little button-eyes, one by one, tears rolled down. They left thin paths on his soft wool, gathered on the tip of his nose, and then drip-drop-dripping down to the ground.
Today, Gray Cloud hung for a long time in a corner above the forest, then crawled out into the middle of the Sky, swelled, and splashed all with light rain. “Oh-oh-oh! Again, the Sky is crying . . . oh-oh-oh! I need to help!” Teddy Bear thought, puffed, and quickly ran to the lake’s shore. There, under a big birch tree, he had his own quiet place where he could be with himself.
What else could be done to help the Sky, Teddy Bear did not know. But when you cry alone, it’s so sad. “It’s better if there are two!” he had decided once, and since then always tried to help with his own tears. He didn’t tell anyone about his decision: he worried he would be laughed at. Teddy Bear sadly sighed once, and a second time . . . there was a familiar tingling in his nose. Drip-drop-drop . . . his tears were gathering on the tip of his nose and drip-drop-dripping with the raindrops, into the lake.
Two small carps peered out of the lake, shook their heads, and slapping their tails on the water in farewell, disappeared. “Of course, the Sky cries. The Sky is consoling us all!” Teddy Bear sighed again, “Oh-oh-oh! Yesterday Ant pinched his paw between two pinecones. It’s too sad . . . and the little striped Beetle, who lives under the old stump, wet his belly in the morning, maybe froze, and probably caught a cold. Oh-oh-oh!”
Another drop rolled down to the tip of his nose. . . . Teddy Bear looked at the Sky compassionately. “Yes, yes, it’s all so sad, our neighbor, Motley Woodpecker screamed yesterday. Someone probably offended him—there was a lot of shouting. Oh-oh-oh! Also, Cuckoo is poor. She left her eggs somewhere, and, maybe, is still looking for them.”
The rain kept falling. It was as if through a fine sieve, quietly dripping and sprinkling small raindrops drip-drop-dripping to the ground. It really seemed like someone unknown up there was also shedding their own tears. Even the whisper of the leaves under the drops created a sad rainy melody. Teddy Bear listened, occasionally wiping his wet eyes with his paw, then sniffled once, and again. . . .
“Well, that’s enough!” said a voice. Startled, Teddy Bear looked around. Green Frog jumped out from the water onto a large, yellow lily pad. She rotated so the raindrops were drip-drop-dripping straight onto her shiny back, and looked with a smile at Teddy Bear. “How much can you cry? I’ve been looking at you—you’ve been crying for a long time! Why? If someone has offended—forgive them. Don’t cry, it’s hard for the Sky!”
Teddy Bear was confused, “Why is it hard for the Sky?” “Because when someone cries, it’s hard for everyone: who weeps has lost Joy!” “Then why is the Sky crying?” “The Sky doesn’t cry. The Sky is giving water to us all. Rain is good!” Green Frog jumped up on another lily pad and laughed, “Listen how the raindrops joyfully sing on my back! It’s a real drum!”
“Oh, I think that the raindrops are Sky’s tears . . .” For the first time, Teddy Bear shares his secret with Green Frog and is not anxious. Maybe because he felt that he would be understood. “I cry because I want to help the Sky. It’s hard to cry along.” “And why cry at all? If you want to support, why is it necessary to cry? Who will your tears help?!” Green Frog questioned in surprise.
“That is what I thought . . .” replied Teddy Bear, wiping with his paw another drop on his nose. “In vain! I tell you: ‘In vain!’ Through tears, it is difficult to see, let alone help someone,” Green Frog reasoned. “What do you mean?” asked Teddy Bear in confusion. “What-what?! I said: ‘Hi!’ to you several times, but you didn’t hear or see!” Teddy Bear blushed and mumbled, “Sorry, I really didn’t notice you . . .”
“Of course, you didn’t! If in your eyes there are only tears, what can you see?” Green Frog jumped up and laughed, “Look around! See?” “What?” Teddy Bear looked around puzzled. “The World! Look how beautiful is our World! And interesting!” Green Frog exclaimed admiringly.
Teddy Bear looked around for a long time . . . then wrinkled his nose and responded uncertainly, “Well, maybe I see . . .” “What?” Green Frog asked. “Lake . . . birch . . . there are carps looking out of the water . . .” Teddy Bear sighed, and added, “They can’t talk . . . it’s so sad! Oh-oh-oh!” “Wait, why are they sad?” Green Frog stopped him, “They can talk! You just haven’t understood them yet!”
In amazement Teddy Bear looked at the carps, at Green Frog, then at the carps again, and . . . carefully whispered in surprise, “Green Frog . . . they are smiling at me!” “Well now! You finally noticed! Yes, yes, they are smiling . . . and have been smiling for a long time. And also, Duck wanted to tell you many times that from your tears the water in the lake will soon become salty!” Green Frog exclaimed and jumped to yet another lily pad.
Teddy Bear was completely embarrassed by such words, lowered his eyes and, rubbing his wet nose with his paws, said quietly, “I’m sorry, I really didn’t see . . .”
The rain was over. The last drops occasionally fell from the Sky, leaving large circles rippling on the lake. The circles expanded outward on the surface of the water and gradually disappeared. The Sun appeared, and the gray cloud did not seem so gray and bloated anymore.
The forest sang with different voices. The flowers dried their petals. Many colored butterflies were flitting in the air. Teddy Bear looked around in amazement. “How much I haven’t seen . . .” “We see what we are able to see. If you have tears in your eyes, what will you see besides your tears?” asked Green Frog, smiling, then answered himself, “Nothing!”
Teddy Bear roused and shook off the raindrops. They flew in all directions with rainbow colors shimmering in the rays of the Sun. Teddy Bear laughed, at first quietly and hesitantly, and then louder. His laughter, sounding like merry bells, spread throughout the neighborhood.
Teddy Bear fell silent, wondering to himself. . . . “How joyful it is to see the World,” he said thoughtfully, was silent for a moment, then added quietly. “I don’t want to cry anymore! Nothing is really visible through tears!” Teddy Bear smiled. . . .
A beautiful blue butterfly cautiously settled on his nose. Thin wings rose and fell, gently drying the wet paths on his soft fur. Teddy Bear was happy! He stood there, with bated breath, and felt the last of his tears disappear. . . .
From the book “Happy Home Fairy Tales for children and adults” https://olgaverasen.com/library/
And . . . One more thought 🙂
We always can improve what we have today. And if sometimes we want to “help the rain”, it makes sense to look around. Maybe we can notice something that we haven’t noticed, or someone is smiling at us.
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I hope these Seven Happy Habits also will be useful. Welcome!
Olga and Fairy Tale Team 🙂
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