my 'ted'

skipping from here to there - through the blogging forest - I found a gorgeous little story by zuzu - yes, once again inspired - she had been inspired by another gal and on it goes.
Ted - I received my TED when I was about 6 or so. My dad had to go into the city on 'business' and I stayed with my Nan. He came home quite late with a gift for me - all wrapped up in yellow. I tore it open and inside was Ted. Ted is not actually a bear - he is a koala. A native animal from Australia - who over the years was mistakenly called a koala bear but apparently not really a 'bear' BUT he will always be a koala bear to me - so big raspberries to those powers that be who dare tell a child, that he is not a bear - phooey to them! He was new when he came to me - he had paws on the end of his limbs and all his fur was intact and around his neck he had a big red ribbon. I loved him so! I made him a carriage from an old shoe box with a string pull along and I dragged him up and down the road. taking him on picnics to a favourite hawthorn cubby house I had found. He was pushed in my cane pram along with his friends - my dolls. He was served eucalyptus leaves at my tea parties (cause that is what he eats, you know) He was even stuck in the freezer when the first man landed on the moon - I wanted to prepare him for his moon trip! He is full of secrets, dreams and love. Sometimes, now, I take him off my shelf and I pat him and hold him and smell him - and in an instant I am transported back in time. I did just that this morning and he still comforted me - thanks Ted!