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He gave the kiss to her. And she gave it back. And he gave it back again.

But then Hen came. “This was Little Bear’s kiss from his Grandmother! And where is it now? Who has his kiss?”

Little Skunk had it. He gave it back to Hen.

Hen ran to Little Bear. She gave him the kiss.

“It is from your Grandmother,” Hen said. “It is for the picture you sent her.”

“Take one kiss back to her then,” said Little Bear.

“No,” said Hen. “Too much kissing!”

And the skunks soon got married. They had a lovely wedding. Everyone came.

Little Bear Goes to the Moon

“I have a new space helmet. I am going to the moon,” said Little Bear to Mother Bear.

“How?” asked Mother Bear.

“I’m going to fly to the moon,” said Little Bear.

“Fly!” said Mother Bear. “You can’t fly.”

“Birds fly,” said Little Bear.

“Oh, yes,” said Mother Bear. “Birds fly, but they don’t fly to the moon. And you are not a bird.”

“Maybe some birds fly to the moon, I don’t know. And maybe I can fly like a bird,” said Little Bear.

“And maybe,” said Mother Bear, “you are a fat little bear with no wings and no feathers. Maybe if you jump up you will come down very fast.”

“Maybe,” said Little Bear. “But I’m going now. Just look for me in the sky.”

“Be back for lunch!” said Mother Bear.

Little Bear thought: “I will jump from a high spot, up into the sky, and fly up, up, up. I will be flying too fast to look at things, so I will shut my eyes.”

So Little Bear climbed to the top of a little hill, and climbed to the top of a little tree, a very little tree on the little hill, and shut his eyes and jumped.

Down, down he came, and down the hill he rolled.

Then he sat up and looked around. “My goodness!” he said. “Here I am on the moon.”

“The moon looks just like the earth. Well, well,” said Little Bear. “The trees here look just like our trees. The birds look just like our birds. And look at this! Here is a house that looks just like my house. I will go in and see what kind of bears live there.”

Little Bear went into the house.

“Look at that,” he said. “Something to eat is on the table. It looks like a good lunch for a little bear.”

Mother Bear came in and said, “But who is this? Are you a bear from Earth?”

“Oh, yes, I am!” said Little Bear. “I climbed a little hill, and jumped from a little tree, and flew here, just like the birds.”

“Well,” said Mother Bear. “My Little Bear did the same thing. He put on his space helmet and flew to Earth. So I think you can have his lunch.”

Little Bear put his arms around Mother Bear.

He said, “Mother Bear, stop fooling. You are my Mother Bear, and I am your Little Bear, and we are on Earth, and you know it. Now may I eat my lunch?”

“Yes,” said Mother Bear, “and then you will have your nap. You are my little bear, and I know it.”

Birthday Soup

“Mother Bear, Mother Bear, where are you?” called Little Bear.

“Oh, dear, Mother Bear is not here, and today is my birthday. I think my friends will come, but I do not see a birthday cake. My goodness – no birthday cake! What can I do? The pot is by the fire. The water in the pot is hot. If I put something in the water, I can make Birthday Soup. All my friends like soup. Let me see what we have. We have carrots and potatoes, peas and tomatoes. I can make soup with carrots, potatoes, peas and tomatoes!”