Scott shares honestly with Char-Lee
Char-Lee eagerly faced the next teddy. His approach alarmed her. She barked a short sharp ‘woof’. Lots of invisible
voices murmured ‘Shh!’. She clamped her small teeth and jaw tightly together.
Scott positioned the skis attached to his
paws carefully then skied towards the terrier.
He slid to a precarious stop and avoided falling by crossing the ski tips over in a workable brake position. He wobbled
but avoided hitting the dog.
‘Hi! I’m Scott. I’m a bit of a troublemaker, but I am learning to be more responsible. Everything I have done - things
all about ME and what I wanted to do - only caused concern to others.
I am NOW Scott a symbol of a real human skier. I do not have to prove myself by actually going off
skiing or trying to run away. My story has been recorded and I’m unhappy about all the trouble I caused.
Char-lee pressed her cold nose against his paw, and he patted it gently.
‘Little dog’ he whispered in her ear. 'Be grateful you are a little white terrier and not a massive bulldog or even a lion. Be grateful you are a little
white terrier. Be the best little terrier in the world and make people happy.
I have learnt I am not meant to be a huge human
skier but be the best teddy bear symbol of a skier there has ever been.
Because in this place together we are magic bears I am able to move
and ski but I KNOW now safety rules must be observed for the safety and protection of us ALL.'
He softly added. ' I have
skied all around this room late at night but only with Ted’s permission.
Upside down in a cactus for days in the recorded story of when I
ran away makes me conscious NOW of all SAFETY RULES. ‘
Uncle Joseph growled an agreement and Old Ted said, ‘A good lesson learned well young’un,’
Char-Lee patted Scott’s nose and licked his paws attached to the woodenplastic ski slats.
Dog and small teddy knew they were friends.
Scott bowed, then turned. ‘Bye girl. Take care!’
He skied across the floor where waiting paws lovingly heaved him and his skis back to his safe shelf position in the new shelves between Santa and Simon.
‘Time for you to go back to your bed little dog’ Ted called.
Char-Lee rose onto her back legs and waved her front paws.
‘Good night! family’ she woofed.
Tiny magic voices replied.
‘GOOD NIGHT EVERYONE!’