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Post 1420. Sunday January 8 2016





He had a little workshop at the bottom of his garden. As kids, we always wondered what went on inside. We’d clamber up his fence trying to see through the dusty window pane. We heard whirring noises and once saw him holding a piece of cream coloured cloth, but nothing more.

It was my fifth Christmas. Sitting atop my presents was a teddy bear. ‘Santa made it for you’ mother said. Every child in the village received one for their fifth Christmas. Of course, it never occurred to us that these lovely little bears came from the mystery workshop at the bottom of the gentleman’s garden. And so the tradition carried on when we had children of our own.

He continued making bears until he died. On the day of his funeral, many of us were invited to visit the little workshop and for the first time, we saw inside. On benches sat rolls of cream cloth, scissors, a sewing machine and buttons. In the centre,a coffin; on its lid a family of teddy bears. Each of us took the bear he had made for us all those years ago and touched the coffin with it. I looked out of the dusty window just a scrap of cream cloth blew up into the blue sky.

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15 comments:

  1. Love the image of the cream cloth reaching up for the skies. Such a beautiful metaphor for the ascent of the soul. RIP Bearmaker. You shall be missed. <3

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  2. Wow. A beautiful story there Keith. The passing of him certainly had an effect on all the people in the village. I wonder if anyone else would take up the mantle of bearmaker.

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  3. This is excellent. A heartwarming tale. We could do with a few more stories like this in the real world, especially at the moment.

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  4. That is such a wonderful story. I read it at just the right time too and it has given me a warm glow. Thanks Keith!

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  5. What a wonderful job this made had. Maybe repitative, but it brought joy to small children on Christmas. It's too bad he didn't teach anyone his trade. I liked the ending, everyone bringing their teddy bears to touch is coffin out of respect. A fitting funeral.

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  6. Very heart warming tale. And well executed too. The bear maker managed to evoke a lot of positive emotions. Also, the last line was masterful.

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    1. Thank you for your generous words neel

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  7. What a heart-warming story! I can envision this kind man spending his hours in the workshop sewing bears for children who had no idea he was making them. His source of joy being just the knowing that his bears were loved and offered security to children. We need more people like him in today's world, people who do good just because they can!

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  8. Darn it! I have something in my eye and can hardly see to type. ~grin~ Very heartwarming, indeed. You have such a powerful gift for storytelling. Thanks so much for sharing.

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