The following is the true story of what happens when you lose a prop which also happens to be your wife’s Teddy Bear told in the style of Michael Rosen’s “We’re Going on a Bear Hunt”.
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We’re going on a Bear Hunt to entertain some children. What a beautiful day! But where is teddy?
Is he in the cupboard? My higgledy, piggledy cupboard?
I really need him and I can’t find him.
Oh no! I hope I haven’t lost him!
Crash, bash, crash, bash!
[An evening spent turning the house upside down later]
We’re going on a Bear Hunt to entertain some children. What a beautiful day! But where is teddy?
Is he at a school? A very, busy school?
I really need him and I can’t find him.
Oh no! I’ll have to try to contact them.
Tip, tap, tip, tap!
[An e-mail correspondence later]
We’re going on a Bear Hunt to entertain some children. What a beautiful day!
But where is teddy?
Is he in Merton? In far away Merton?
I really need him and I can’t find him.
Oh no! I’ll have to go down there and get him.
Chug, chug, chug, chug!
[An hour and half on the tube later]
We’re going on a Bear Hunt to entertain some children. What a beautiful day! But where is teddy?
Is he in the staffroom? The warm and cosy staffroom?
I really need him and THEY can’t find him.
Oh no! Lauren’s going to kill me!
But who is this creature, with furry ears…
…. a red bow …
… whose been waiting 12 weeks to be collected.
Quick, out of the school…
…. down the street …
…. into the Underground.
Announcement: “This train is being held here to regulate the service.”
Uhhh….
….. I’m not going on a Bear Hunt anymore!
NB: Teddy has now officially retired from show business and will spend his retirement on my wife’s bedside table.
Take good care of your props and ask before you borrow things.