The Great Berry Race That Never Was
“Are you ready?” asked Mrs. Robin, seeing Bluey Bluebird sitting on a fence post.
“As ready as I’ll ever be,” replied Bluey Bluebird, fluffing her feathers.
“It’s going to be a great berry race,” said Mrs. Robin, her eyes sparkling with excitement.
“I want to eat as many berries as I can find,” said Bluey Bluebird, laughing.
“Probably not a good idea to eat all the berries you come across,” cautioned Mrs. Robin. “Some might not be good for you.”
“You’re probably right,” agreed Bluey Bluebird. “I don’t want to miss a minute of this beautiful spring day by being sick.”
“Just be careful,” Mrs. Robin reminded her.
Bluey Bluebird nodded and flew over to the starting line of the race, while Mrs. Robin flew over to join her.
“Good luck,” Mrs. Robin called out.
“On your mark, get set, go!” announced the loudspeaker.
Mrs. Robin watched as the other animals dashed off quickly. Bluey Bluebird waited on the fence post as the others rounded a sharp bend up ahead. Then, with grace, she soared over them, veering to the right. Suddenly, she gasped and flew back to Mrs. Robin.
“What are you doing?” Mrs. Robin asked, puzzled. “You’re missing the race!”
“There are no berries up ahead,” Bluey Bluebird informed her.
“What do you mean?” Mrs. Robin questioned. “They wouldn’t hold a race if there were no berries. That doesn’t make sense.”
“There were berries,” Bluey Bluebird explained. “But a bear came into the field and ate every last one. He’s still there!”
“Oh dear!” Mrs. Robin gasped. “Should we warn the others?”
“Yes,” said Bluey firmly.
Mrs. Robin grabbed the megaphone the race announcer had used.
“All animals, please return to the starting line,” she called. “There are no berries left!”
The animals returned to the starting line, looking very disappointed.
Mrs. Robin explained what Bluey Bluebird had seen.
“Are you sure?” the race announcer asked, joining them.
“Positive,” Bluey Bluebird chirped.
“How do you know it was a bear?” the announcer inquired.
“He’s still there!” Bluey exclaimed.
Quietly and carefully, Mrs. Robin, the announcer, and all the animals left the area.
“Wait!” cried Bluey. “We shouldn’t let a bear ruin our day!”
“Bluey is right,” said Mrs. Robin. “Come to my house and we will have a get together instead.”
“Great idea,” said Bluey.
Bluey and all the animals had a wonderful afternoon at Mrs. Robin’s house. They shared food, danced and sang songs. The day turned out to be filled with friendship and joy, proving that sometimes the best adventures are the ones we don’t plan.
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