that became friends with the fish
Submitted by Joey Yong-En Lee,
my very smart 8-year old Chinese-Hmong niece
Once upon a time there was a bear called
One day Phoebe went fishing.
When she caught a fish, the fish said:
“Please spare me, my friends are gone and I have no one to play
Phoebe said “I’m sorry little fish but it’s my nature”.
The fish said “will you be my friend”?
Phoebe said “ok as long as you stay away from the other bears”.
The fish said “oh thank you I promise I will, Anyway I have a secret
Phoebe said “really ?”
“Yeah” said the little fish.
“Can you show me where it is, little fish?”, asked Phoebe
“of course I will”, said the little fish.
Phoebe followed the little fish down the stream.
The little fish said “its here!”
“Where?” Asked Phoebe.
“There” said the little fish. “Can you see it?”
“Oh now I can” said Phoebe.
“Can you fit through it?”, asked the little fish
“yes I can since I’m a little cub, but I don’t know if I will fit
through it when I’m bigger”,
“that’s alright”, said the little fish “ you can go through the back
“Ok”, said Phoebe.
“and by the way, my name is Franny” said the little fish.
So each day when Phoebe finished Bear school
she’d go to the secret hide out and meet Franny every day. And so to
this day you might see a place with bear prints and fish scales
altogether under a piece of bark with a lot of wood and moss all