The Little Honey Bears

Diana Malivani

The Little

Honey Bears

An Illustrated Story in Verse

Translated from Russian into English by

Mark Herman and Ronnie Apter

Illustrated by the Author

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One Day in the Lives of the Little Honey Bears (an Illustrated Story in Verse)

For a little girl named Michelle

The Author would like to express her deep gratitude to her husband for his support and assistance with this book

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The Little Honey Bears

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The Little Honey Bears

One day in spring

In a large lair,

Three cubs were born

To a family of bears.

They cried, «We want honey!»

And made such a hubbub

Their parents dubbed them

The Honey Bear Cubs.

They rapidly grew,

Their fur a light brown,

Teddy-bear cute,

Clumsy and round.

They hit each other

In a play fight,

Rolled on the grass

And squealed in delight!

«I have an idea,»

Said one to the others,

«Let’s hunt for food.

Are you with me, brothers?»

They were. They snuck off,

Chortling and merry,

To hunt for honey

And juicy berries.

In the raspberry bushes

With rumbling tummies,

The bears ate berries.

Now they want honey!

But wait! They find pine cones,

Snatch them up and run

And throw them at each other.

The game is lots of fun!

Next they swam with ducklings,

Then finally arrived

At a clearing full of bees

And promptly smashed the hive.

Having gorged on honey,

They raced for the trees,

Stumbling over hummocks,

Escaping from the bees.

A thicket safely hid them,

But the honey had a cost.

The tired Honey Bears

Realized they were lost.

They howled for Mama

As loudly as they could,

But she didn’t hear them

Deep in the wood.

They sat by a tree stump,

Sighed and frowned,

All tuckered out

As the sun went down.

They scratched their heads

And wished they could hurry

Home to their parents

And say they were sorry.

They wished they hadn’t

Run away from home

In search of berries

And honeycombs.

Suddenly the smallest

Tumbled from the stump,

Happily yelling,

Landing thump!

«Look at the sky!

There’s the moon!

It’ll show the way!

We’ll be home soon!»

The little bears looked

On every side

And saw a hill

They recognized.

They run, forgetting

The scare they’ve had,

Pushing and shoving

To show they’re glad.

Mama Bear worries,

«Where can they be?»

So off she goes

To find the three.

She growls and howls

At the top of her voice.

The cubs come running

And all rejoice.

Papa Bear gives them

All a big hug,

Happy they’re home,

Safe and snug.

Mama is beaming.

She strokes and rubs

And cuddles and fusses

Over her cubs.

She fills them with honey.

Then each sleepy head

Says good night and Mama

Tucks them into bed.

They sweetly yawn

And dream of sunny

Fields full of berries

And hives full of honey.

The moon is shining,

The stars are bright,

The happy cubs

Sleep through the night.

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