![]() It wasn't up to Forest Education Regulations. She'd received a report, she said, about Thing1's attendance. Agent Goldilocks, from Forest-Child Protective Services, wanted to talk to Mama Bear about BB Thing1's education. Mama Bear was dejected, but determined to make Big Bad listen to reason.Īnd then came the call. Common Core is pushing too many of our Forest Children into Special Classes, and they are overcrowded. Mama Bear received word from the Magical Doctors that they had turned down her request for Special Classes. Only if the Magic Doctors of Healing specified special classes would he (reluctantly) relent. ![]() No extra servings of porridge or injections of Math. Mama Bear continued to parley with Big Bad's staff, She wanted BB Thing1 moved into special classes. The Mythical Pythagorean Scrolls reveal the Secrets of Maths, if you can translate the runes. The Bear family sought advice from the Magical Doctors of Healing, who tsk'd and shook their heads and waved their wands, all to no avail. Mama Bear wasn't sure what the problem was, if he'd been infected with the dreaded Mathitus, or was struggling with some other malady. They'd escaped, for a while, into the neighboring realm of Homeschooltopia, but when Papa Bear left Mama Bear the sole provider of the porridge, they'd returned.īB Thing1 did well for a time, learning important things like the Pythagorean Theorum, which will come in handy one day if he's ever confronted by the Pythagorean Virus. The Bear family had a long, complicated history with Big Bad's school. Little Bear, Little Bear, come to my school. Baby Bear Babygirl had already finished learning The Ways of the World, and had graduated from the Big Bad School, earning herself a place in the hallowed halls of the Forest College. He no longer eats children, instead, he set up a school to teach them The Ways of The World. The three remaining Bears were a bit sad, but they had lives to live, and overall, were living happily ever after in their old farmhouse in the country.īabybear Thing1 went each day down the lane to the Big Bad Wolf School. They used to live with a Papa Bear too, but an old girlfriend, a trip to Vegas, and a midlife crisis later, Papa Bear moved away, to be heard from only sporadically. The family consisted of a Mama Bear and her baby bears, Babygirl, and Thing1. They were a nice family, neither too hot nor too cold. Once upon a time, friends, there was a family.
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