Showing posts with label Bear Flies High. Show all posts
Showing posts with label Bear Flies High. Show all posts

Monday, February 1, 2010

Bear flies high ...



My new favourite thing:

When I am down, or dark blue, or even slightly ... cottonflowerish or baby blue or EVEN mean red, I have found my new favourite thing to do is go an get a copy of Bear in the Cave or Bear Flies High, by Michael Rosen, from the shelf. 

I read it (out loud, of course, but in a whispered voice so my coworkers don't think I'm berko - the little tackers in the bookynook already KNOW I am ...), to achieve the full wonder of the 'Do bee doo. Do bee doo. Do bee doodily doo's.' and then, for the rest of the day, I annoy anyone who comes near me by saying: 'I'm a Kate all alone. All alone? All alone. And I sing to myself all day. Do bee doo. Do bee doo. Do bee doodily doo.' 'I'm sell books. Sell books? Sell books. And I sing to myself all day. Do bee doo. Do bee doo. Do bee doodily doo.' ...

And it makes me sublimely happy.

Try it. Trust me, it works wonders!