Teddybears Go Shopping

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teddybears go shopping susanna gretz

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alison sage

It was Saturday morning. “There’s no bubblebath,” grumbled Charles. “No marmalade,” said William. Fred, the dog, opened one eye. “No dogfood,” said Robert. “And Andrew’s coming home today,” said John. “We’ll have to go shopping.”

Charles wrote out the shopping list. “What do we need?” Ice cream and peas, soap and cheese.

Cereal, buns

and bubblebath,

wrote Charles.

“Marmalade and pears,”

said William.

“Toothpaste for bears,”

added John.

“Mustard and custard and carrots,”

wrote Charles,

“. . . and dogfood.”

“That’s almost a song,” said Robert.

William, Charles, Robert and John sang the shopping list song all the way to the supermarket. “I’ve made Andrew a surprise hat,” said John. “I’m going to wear it until he gets home.”

“I’ll get the ice cream and peas, soap and cheese, cereal, buns and bubblebath,”

said Charles, “and you can get the rest.” “Let’s all meet here at 12 o’clock,” said Robert.

Charles began loading his shopping cart.

Ice cream . . . peas . . . soap . . . cheese . . . cereal . . . buns . . .

“Nearly finished,” thought Charles.

“Ice cream and peas, soap and cheese, cereal . . . buns . . . now this looks interesting.”

Meanwhile, William, Robert and John loaded their shopping cart. “Marmalade and pears?” asked William. “Got them,” said John. “Toothpaste for bears?”

“Got it.”

“Carrots?” “Isn’t Charles getting those?” asked Robert.

“Ice cream!” said John. “I’m sure we were supposed to get that; don’t you remember? Marmalade and pears, toothpaste for bears

and ICE CREAM.”

“Chocolate ice cream,” suggested John. “Strawberry,” said Robert. “Let’s hurry,” said William. “Then we’ll have time for a bag of chips.”

“What about toffee fudge? Or peach?” said Robert. “Andrew loves peach.” “Get both,” said William. He was thinking of the bag of chips. “Perhaps we should get two kinds,” said John. William couldn’t wait any longer. “I’m going to get some chips — and the dogfood,” he said.

“What did he say?” said John. “He’s getting the dogfood,” said Robert. “Is that on the list. . . but where is the list?”

They hunted everywhere.

John and Robert looked up. It was nearly 12 o’clock. “Charles knows what was on the list,” said Robert. “Let’s hunt for him.”

Charles looked at the clock, too. What else was he supposed to buy? Ice cream and peas, soap and cheese, cereal, buns and . . . and butterbeans?

Or was it jellybeans? The other bears have the list, he thought. I’ll hunt for them.

Charles hunted for John and Robert . . .

. . . while John and Robert hunted for Charles.

Sara and Louise were at the checkout. “Look out!” yelled Sara. It was too late. “I think you’ve done enough shopping, Charles,” said Louise, from underneath her shopping cart.

John and Robert had done enough, too.

“Where have you been?” asked Charles. “Andrew’s coming home any minute,” said Robert. “Let’s hurry!”

“We’ll help you unpack your shopping,” said Sara.

“Ice cream and peas, soap and cheese,” said Louise.

“And more ice cream,” said Sara. “Marmalade and pears, toothpaste for bears . . .

“. . . and more ice cream,” said Sara, “but (ow!) no dogfood!” “Where are the carrots?” asked Robert. “And the mustard and custard?” “You were supposed to get those,” Charles said.

“And who forgot the dogfood?” asked William. “You did,” said John.

“And who was supposed to get the bubblebath?” roared Charles.

Nobody answered, for at the door stood a strange figure. “Who’s that?” asked Louise.

Andrew! He had presents for everyone.

Then Andrew got some presents, too. “A surprise hat,” said Andrew, “with a special shopping list holder on top. . .

. . . and three kinds of ice cream.”