Buster Brown Bear (standard:fairy tales, 2336 words)
Author: NonaBee	Added: Nov 04 2005	Views/Reads: 3927/2367	Story vote: 0.00 (0 votes)
This is a humorous tale about four animal friends, animals who are preparing for a Thanksgiving dinner at a fancy restaurant. The problem is, Buster Brown Bear does not have any manners when it comes to dining; so his friends has 4 days to get him ready s

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“Well, you may want to go to the library and get a few books on manners,
that might help you,” Mandy suggested. 

“I don't need a book; I will just teach him what I know,” said Bushy
Tail.  “I really don't have time to read up on it, since we are in a 
big hurry.” 

“Well, do what you think is best. I am going home to work on the
invitations now so that they can be in the mail tomorrow,” said Mandy. 
“Oh, tell me, what does this sound like for the invitations?” she asked 
as she pulled a piece of paper from her purse and began to read. 
“Please join me, Mandy Mouse, for a formal Thanksgiving dinner at the 
Fine Restaurant. Come dressed up and bring your best manners with you.” 


“That sounds like something a teacher would say,” said Bushy Tail as he
laughed. “But, it sounds perfect.” 

“Good, than that's what I will put on the invitations,” said Mandy as
she got ready to leave.  “I want to thank-you Bushy, for all of your 
help, and good luck with Buster Brown Bear.” 

Mandy Mouse left, leaving Bushy Tail wondering how he would teach Buster
Brown Bear some manners in just four short days. He gave a big sigh a 
little while later as he closed the door to his tree house, and made 
his way to Buster Brown Bear's den. 

“Well, here goes nothing,” he mumbled to himself as he walked down Oak
Tree lane. 

“Hey there, Bushy,” said Rock-O. “Where are you going so early in the
morning?” he asked as he was opening the door to his barber shop. 

“I am going over to Buster Brown Bear's den,” said Busy Tail. “I have a
big task a head of me. I have to get that silly bear ready for a formal 
dinner party.” 

“Oh my,” said Rock-O. “You do have your hands full with that one,” he
said with a laugh. “I wish you all the luck in the world getting that 
bear to cooperate. By the way, who is having a dinner party?” 

Bushy explained everything to his friend, Rock-O, about the formal
dinner at the Fine Restaurant for everyone. 

“Well, Mandy doesn't have to worry about me. I know how to act at a
formal gathering,” said Rock-O. “Why, just last week I was at the 
annual Barber's Tea, now that was indeed fancy. You should have seen me 
sipping tea from my china cup,” he said with pride. “That was something 
to see.” 

All of a sudden Bushy grinned and a big smile stretched from one side of
his face to the other. “I have a grand idea,” he announced. “How would 
you like to come and help me with Buster Brown Bear? It is always 
better with two helpers instead of just one.” 

“I will be happy to help,” said Rock-O. “After all, he is my friend too.
Besides, you are going to need all the help you can get, teaching that 
big, old bear something.” 

The two furry animals scurried towards Buster Brown Bear's den, glad
that they were going to work together. 

“Oh boy, this isn't going to be easy,” said Bushy Tail, as they
approached the big, green den where the bear lived. 

“I just hope he is in a good mood,” said Rock-O. 

The two animals knocked on the front door of the bear's house. They were
surprised to see bear up early and in a cheery mood when he came to the 
door. 

“Well, good morning my little friends,” said Buster Brown Bear as he
stuffed his fat paw into a big jar of gooey honey. The caramel colored 
honey dribbled off his paw as he popped it into his mouth. “Have some 
breakfast?” he asked. 

“No, thank-you,” they both replied at the same time as they watched
their messy friend. 

“We are here to invite you to a special Thanksgiving dinner,” said
Rock-O. 

“Oh how nice,” said the bear. 

“Mandy Mouse is giving a dinner party at the Fine Restaurant,” said
Bushy Tail. 

“I've never been to a restaurant before,” said Bear. “Even though, I
have always wanted to go.” 

“We know,” said Rock-O. “That is why we are here, to help you get ready
for the big day.” 

“I don't have to do anything, or bring anything, do I? Maybe you want me
to bring some honey or tea?” 

“No, no, that's alright,” said Rock-O. “All you have to do is bring your
good manners, and of course, you have to dress up.” 

“I can do that,” said the bear. “So what do I need help with?” 

“Well, you are not exactly the best when it comes to having dinning room
manners,” said Rock-O” 

“There is nothing wrong with the way I eat,” said the bear with a little
annoyance. 

“It is when you are eating a fancy restaurant,” said Bushy Tail. 

“So, we are here to teach you a few manners,” said Rock-O. 

“Well, I don't like this,” said the bear. “Who else are you teaching
manners too?” 

“Just you,” said Bushy Tail. 

“Humph!” grunted the bear. “I eat the way a bear is supposed to eat; I
don't nibble like some of you do.” 

“What about your burping?” snapped Rock-O. 

“I can't help that, it just comes out.” 

“Well, you will have to hold it in. You can't do that at the
restaurant,” said Bushy. 

“And you can't use your paws to eat, you will have to use a spoon or a
fork,” said Rock-O. 

“Oh my, it doesn't look like I'll be eating very much of anything. Those
things are hard to use,” said the bear. 

“They are not hard to use,” said Rock-O. “It is a snap as soon as you
get the hang of it.” 

“You need to practice,” said the squirrel. 

“Practice it is,” said the bear with a grin. “I'm more than happy to
eat, anything at anytime. Come into my kitchen and let's see what we 
can find.” 

“First, you sit down,” said Rock-O. “We are going to serve you just like
the do at the restaurant.” 

“What would you like to eat?” asked Bushy Tail. 

“I am ready for some oatmeal with honey, that sounds good,” said the
bear. “I also want honey nut toast, and four scrambled eggs, a side of 
pancakes with blueberry syrup, and a few slices of crispy bacon, and 
some fresh peaches.” 

“Oh fiddle sticks! We are not fixing all that!” said Rock-O. “You eat
too much bear! You don't have to eat all that at one meal,” said Bushy 
Tail. 

“Yeah, save some for another day,” said Rock-O. 

“But, if I don't eat all of that, I will be hungry, and looking for
something else to eat in a little while,” said the bear. 

“You will have to learn to eat in small portions,” said Bushy. “We are
just fixing the oatmeal!” 

The bear sat and waited while his furry little friends prepared the
oatmeal, the way the bear likes it, with lots of honey. Soon, they were 
serving up hot, steamy, creamy oatmeal. Bear took his paw, and with one 
swipe, he had grabbed a paw full of oatmeal, and crammed it into his 
mouth, dripping the food everywhere. It was on the table, all around 
his mouth, and dripping down the front of him. 

“No, no!” shouted the squirrel. “You will not eat like that.” 

“You really eat like a slob,” said Rock-O. 

“I eat like a bear!” said Buster as he wiped his mouth with the back of
his paw. 

“Okay.” said Bushy, “let's not argue; here, try it with a spoon.” 

“And don't forget to use your napkin, not the back of your paw,” said
Rock-O. 

The bear took the small metal spoon into his grubby paw and put it into
the bowl of oatmeal. He took a small bite. 

“Now that's how you do!” said Bush, “You just have to take little
bites.” 

The bear finished his breakfast, after what seemed like hours to him on
just one bowl of oatmeal. 

“If I could do this my way, this food would be gone in one swoop, then I
would be working on something else, after all, I'm still hungry, you 
know.” 

“There is only one way to solve this problem.” said Rock-O, “because
this way isn't going to work.” 

“What is that?” asked Bushy. 

“He's just going to have to fill up on food before he comes to the
restaurant. That way when he dines with us, he won't be hungry, and he 
will eat just a little bit,” said Rock-O. 

“Oh, that sounds like a splendid idea, I can surely do that,” said the
bear. 

“Just don't forget your manners,” said squirrel. “And, you must practice
using your spoon and fork, and not eating with your elbows on the 
table. 

“And, for heaven sakes, practice not eating with your mouth full of
food, or burping at the table,” said the raccoon. 

“We want you to look as dignified as the rest of us when we are at the
restaurant,” said the squirrel. 

“I will make you proud,” said the bear as he lifted up his spoon, and
then made an awful sound, “burrrrp,” he said with embarrassment. 
“Excuse me.” 

The squirrel and bear looked at each other and shook their head in
disgust. 

“Now, you know that wasn't right!” said Bushy Tail. 

“Sorry,” said bear. “I still have four days to practice.” “Please
practice,” said the squirrel. “You need to practice night and day.” 

Bear didn't mind taking that suggestion, because after all.....he liked
to eat. So that is exactly what he did, practice, practice, practice 
day and night, by the time Thanksgiving came, and the dinner was being 
served at the restaurant, bear was ready. He ate his food in small 
portions, using his spoon and fork. Every now and then he would rub his 
stomach as if he were in pain. When it was time for some good, old 
fashion pumpkin pie with whip cream and some honey almond ice cream, 
everyone was surprised when the bear politely refused the dessert and 
gave a big yawn. “You don't want any dessert?” asked the squirrel. “I 
am so full,” said the bear as he leaned over and whispered into 
squirrel's ear. “I practiced so much for this dinner, that I don't have 
room for desert. Now all I want to do is go to sleep,” he said. “By the 
way, how did I do?” “You did very well,” whispered the squirrel with an 
added smile. “You did very well indeed.” The End 


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