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...
I grow up with lots of stuffed toys around. This became a collection because my mom used to keep them all from the day of my conception and I continued it up to my teenage years. I kept them in glass cabinets, so I can see them all without having to touch them one by one. I have five cabinets for my selected stuffed animals. I gave some to my friends and relatives. My favorites among them are a teddy bear, a puppy, and a hamster. I named them as Dave, Jembot, and Miming respectively. These three have the same brown color. I sleep with them in my bed since childhood up to the day I left for college. I used to put on small shirts on my teddy bear Dave. I can still remember before that I fantasized him as real. I play and talk with him. Every time I am taking my snacks while playing, I gave him a share. Also as I study my lessons, I allow him to watch on my notes. Every time my mom will wash him, I consider it he was just taking a bath. I love to reminisce those days.
photo credit: MightyM0use
I think it is wonderful that the magic of Teddy bears has spread all around the world. We sometimes live in such a small world that we impose upon ourselves. We don't realize how many things we might have in common with people in far off places. It would seem that the love of Teddy Bears is one of those things!
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