I'm continuing my posts of Teddy Bear stories. This one has some grammatical errors, but it was sent from someone who lives in a country far from me and English is their second language. I'm leaving this particular story the way it is just because it tells a nice story and it was written from the heart...
This is a story from a lady who lives in the Philippines. Her tale of "Jack" and how she shared him with another is quite touching...
I can still remember how I got my very first teddy bear, It was 29 years ago when I was still in grade school.
I think that my teddy bear was the cutest and the best one in the world. Why? Because this was the biggest for me that time, and has the most sentimental value compared to the most dolls I have had.
Teddy bears are one of the best gifts you can give someone you care about. Even without any kind of personalized message, their unique personalities, shown in their tiny, expressive eyes can speak volumes to the one you love. Every once in a while, you get someone who just has to do things a little bit bigger and better than everyone else. These are the people who tend to own giant teddy bears. Sometimes they just buy these for other people. Sometimes these come from winning games at amusement parks. When I was little I won a giant teddy bear that was as big as I was and my Mom was tired of it within a week. She never made me get rid of it though because she knew I liked it so much.
Some people collect things. Other people wonder why some people collect things. I don’t think there is any one reason why people build collections. Many collections start completely by accident. I’m sure that many teddy bear collections were begun after someone received a couple of bears that they really liked and then put them out on display. Maybe they talked about them a lot or played with them constantly. That caught the eye of someone who cared about them who thought a new bear might make a nice gift. THAT bear got added to the collection, and so on and so on…