“I have to spend the day collecting acorns,” said Chester Chipmunk to his sister, Suzie.
“Yes,” said Suzie. “Summer is almost over. It is good to see that you don’t want to wait until the last minute.”
“I did that once and it was hard to find acorns after it has snowed,” said Chester. “I was so grateful that you had stored some extra acorns for me.”
“I am very proud of you,” said Suzie. “You are being responsible.”
Chester went out to the biggest oak tree he could find. He saw hundreds of acorns laying on the ground. He saw that some of them were good and he saw that some of them were bad. He started collecting the good ones and then he found that he was getting hit in the head by some.
Chester looked up and he saw that a bee kept trying to land on the branches above but each time she tried, an acorn would fall from under her.
“I am sorry,” said the bee. “I hope they didn’t hurt you. I have this bad habit of misjudging my landing.”
“They did hurt a little,” said Chester.” But you did apologize so that was good.”
“Wait a minute,” said Beatrice. “Don’ t I know you? You are Chester Chipmunk. I saw you about two weeks ago.”
“Of course,” said Beatrice. “And, I remember you. You are Beatrice Bee.”
“I am,” said Beatrice.
“It is nice to see you again,” said Chester.
“You as well,” said Beatrice. “I see you are collecting more acorns.”
“Yes,” said Chester. “I need tons for the winter months.”
“It is good to have food during the winter,” said Beatrice.
“Yes it is,” said Chester. “I have to get back to work. Please come around when I am not so busy.”
“Okay,” said Beatrice. “I will.”
Beatrice came around a few days later and Chester had just finished collecting all the acorns he would need for the winter.
“You know,” said Chester. “I am pleased that I have all my work done for the winter. It is a big relief.”
“Yes,” said Beatrice. “I bet it is.”
“What are you going to do this winter?” asked Chester.
“You know,” said Beatrice. “I actually have been having such fun here in Storyland, I haven’t given winter much thought.”
“You are always welcome to stay here with me,” said Chester. “That is, as long as you don’t sting me.”
“I promise I won’t sting you,” said Beatrice. “And you know something, I just may take you up on your offer to stay here with you for the winter.”
“That would be wonderful,” said Chester.
“Great,” said Beatrice. “And you what to know something? I also feel relieved now. I don’t have to worry about a place to stay for the winter.”
“It is good to be prepared and organized,” said Chester.
“Yes,” agreed Beatrice. “That is very true.”
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