The Doll and The Bear

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The doll, Maya, 6

A junk yard outside the city
Had two entrances, east and west.

One day, a red truck stopped by its eastern side.
Among the garbage it left was a tiny doll, broken and shabby.

The evening arrived, damp and chilly.
The doll woke up and saw nothing alive but herself.
She was lonely, so she sang to keep herself company.

The next day, a blue truck stopped at the west entrance.
Among the trash, the driver threw out a big brown bear, blind and smelly.

The evening arrived, damp and chilly.
The bear woke up and listened: nothing alive but himself.
He was lonely, so he tap-danced to keep himself company
And also to keep himself warm.

The doll sang high and loud.
The bear danced fast and hard.

The doll heard tap, tap, tap and stopped singing.
The bear heard Do Re Mi and stopped dancing.

The doll walked westward.
The bear groped eastward.
They met halfway, just when it began to snow.

The bear and the doll
One was big, the other small,
One was blind, the other had a broken leg.

“Please sing with me,” the doll said.
“Please dance with me,” the bear bowed and extended his hand.

Surrounded by snow flakes,
They held hands, they sang, they tap-danced, they swirled, they laughed.
They were happy to have each other, though they wished
They were somewhere else, somewhere warm and cozy.

Merry Christmas to you!
Merry Christmas to you! Maya, 6

One day, a girl and her mama passed by the junk yard.
The girl saw the bear and the doll, sleeping quietly, hand in hand.
One was big, the other small,
One was blind, the other had a broken leg.

“May I take them home?” she asked her mama.
“They are dirty and stinky,” Mama said.
“I’ll clean them up and make them look like new,” the girl said.

The girl took the bear and doll home.
She washed them, she dried them, she put new clothes on them
She fixed the doll’s leg; she made new eyes for the bear from buttons.

She went to bed with them, hugging them until she fell asleep.
The bear and the doll, in the darkness, got up
They held hands, they sang, they tapped-danced, they swirled, they laughed,
They kissed the girl, their new friend
They were happy to have each other, and happy
To be in a house that was warm and cozy.

How do I know the story of the bear and the doll?
Because I’m the girl, the girl who brought them home.
Every night, in my dream,
I hear them sing, I hear them dance, I hear them laugh

Every night, in my dream,
I sing with them, I dance with them, I laugh with them,
Happy to have new friends
Happy to have a sweet dream, 
Happy to be in a house that is warm and cozy.