Yesterday began just as every other cold winter day...I helped my mother with the household chores that needed tending to, making sure to keep our cottage neat and tidy. I swept the floors, folded the laundry, made us a nice supper, and cared for our pet lamb. I kindled the fire to keep us warm and also made sure to keep our kettle nice and full.
Once evening arrived and the snow began to fall, I bolted the door as mother requested and sat down to listen to one of our favorite fairy tales, Cinderella. I often pretend that I am Cinderella, with a prince charming waiting for me to arrive. I know this is silly, but as I help mother with chores, sometimes my imagination gets the best of me.
Tonight, however, we heard a loud knock on the door and thought it must be a poor traveler seeking shelter. Rose went to answer the door. My poor sister and I almost died of shock and fear when we saw what was on the other side of the door....none other than a great big bear!!! Imagine our horror! We quickly ran and hid, but the bear reassured us that he meant no harm, and mother invited him in to warm himself by the fire. We swept his coat clean of snow and were quite curious about this bear. My sister and I can be so mischievous! We began to tease him and pull on his hair, placing our feet on his back and rolling him about. This was quite fun, and the bear played along so nicely with us!
Sadly, this morning we had to let our new friend out as mother requested. I wonder if we will ever see him again....I do hope he comes back to play with us sometime!
