Mushrooms for dinner
Father Bear came home and said, "Look! No mushrooms
I did not find one! I'm going fishing. "
"I'm good at finding mushrooms," said Baby Bear. "I will go and get some."
Baby Bear went uphill and downhill looking for mushrooms. He went on and on.
"Where are the mushrooms?" he said. "Where are they?" "I can't see one mushroom," said Baby Bear.
He said to a rabbit, "Will you help me find some mushrooms?" But the rabbit ran away.
"I will have to find the mushrooms by myself," said Baby Bear. "I will climb up this tree to have a look."
Baby Bear climbed the tree. "I can see some! "He said. "I can see a ring of mushrooms. Good. I will go and get some." Baby Bear ran to get the big white mushrooms.
He went home with the basket of mushrooms. "Here you are," he said. "Look!"
"Thank you, Baby Bear," said Mother Bear. "They are beautiful mushrooms. You are a clever little bear."
And the three bears all had fish and mushrooms for dinner.