The Story of The Little Blue Bear

Once upon a time, there lived a little blue bear named Terry. He was very different from the other animals who lived in the forest. You see, he felt different because he was blue rather than brown like the rest of the bears in his family. None of his brothers and sisters wanted to play with him. Sometimes he would wish that he was of the same colour like the rest. He tried to roll himself in mud to look more brown. But alas the rain would wash all that away and he would become blue again. Poor Terry… he had very little friends who would not laugh at him for being blue.

Butterfly and Frog were his best friends and they often play together in a little valley over the mountains. Terry felt most happy when his two friends came to visit him. You see, Butterfly and Frog did not mind that Terry was different… in fact they liked him as he is… being the only blue bear in the forest.

On most days, Terry is a happy bear with little worries… but there was someone whom Terry was terrified of. Her name is Garf the cat…she was a big bully. She scratched and meowed loudly at Terry all the time. She loved to jump out and frighten poor Terry. Terry was so timid that he would shiver at the thought of Garfield.

Butterfly and Frog hated Garf but there was little they could do to help Terry. You see, they were also bullied by Garf. She would chase and try to catch Butterfly whilst she was distracted amongst the flowers. Frog was always pounced upon by the cat who often come to the river to have a drink of water. Poor Frog lost one of his forelegs as a result of such an encounter.

One fine afternoon, Terry was strolling along past a well. He heard a soft meowing from within. He peered through the mouth of the well and asked, “Are you trapped down there?”. Just then, a flutter of wings came before Terry and Butterfly shouted angrily, “Leave that nasty cat alone! She deserves this after what I have been through!”. It was then she told Terry that Garf had slipped and fell into the well whilst trying to catch Butterfly a few minutes ago.

Poor Garf…the night was coming and she was growing cold in that wet and slimy well. “Plee…pleeease… helpppp… mmmmeeee!” stammered Garf as she pleaded with Terry. Frog came hopping by…when he heard from Butterfly about Garf’s misfortune. He peered into the well and let out a loud guffaw….”Hahaha, how does it feel down there? Hehehehe…mighty cold I do believe!!!” and he hopped away happily. Poor Terry, he was torn between helping Garf or leaving her in her pathetic state. Terry’s heart softened and he decided to help Garf despite what she had done to him in the past.

So he went into the forest and found a long log. Although he was still a baby bear, he had just enough strength to roll the log with his front paws and pushed one end into the well. Garf jumped quickly onto the log and scampered out of the well. She landed in a tired heap on the ground and whispered, “Thank you, Terry…I’m sorry for being mean to you in the past!” She fell into a deep sleep… Terry carried her gently back to her home.

Till this day, everyone would see the orange cat and the blue bear playing and laughing together like two best friends. No animal would ever dare to laugh at Terry for being blue again. You see, Garf will always be there to help her best friend, the little blue bear!!!

~The End ~


Written on 8th April 1997 at 4:38pm.
It took me less than half an hour to come up with this story in my first draft.