The Berenstain Bears and the Real Easter Eggs
Stan Berenstain, Jan Berenstain
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Sister Bear sure likes to celebrate holidays. With Thanksgiving, you get turkey and all the trimmings. Christmastime brings presents galore. And Valentine’s Day—well, who wouldn’t like to receive 23 valentines? Especially when some of them are sealed with a kiss! With visions of chocolate bunnies and jellybeans dancing in her head, it’s no wonder why Sister can’t wait for Easter and the Giant Beartown Easter Egg Hunt. Mama Bear worries though. Is the true meaning of Easter getting lost in the hunt? Or will the miracle of spring help Sister Bear find a whole new appreciation for the season?
Copyright © 2002 by Berenstain Enterprises, Inc. All rights reserved under International and Pan-American Copyright Conventions. Published in the United States by Random House, Inc., New York, and simultaneously in Canada by Random House of Canada Limited, Toronto. www.randomhouse.com/kids www.berenstainbears.com Library of Congress Cataloging-in-Publication Data Berenstain, Stan. The Berenstain Bears and the real Easter eggs / by Stan & Jan Berenstain. p. cm. – (A first time book)
hunt on the town square and you should hear the prizes—more jellybeans than you could ever count—” “Papa?” said Brother. “All kinds of chocolate eggs!” continued Papa. “Papa?” repeated Brother, tugging on Papa’s pants leg. “Er, yes, son?” “I forgot to tell you,” said Brother. “The Easter egg hunt is just for cubs.” “Just for cubs?” said Papa. “That’s right,” said Brother. “Oh,” said Papa. He was more than a little disappointed. Papa was crazy about jellybeans—especially the black
eggs, but mostly jellybeans, which they shared with Papa. They gave him the black ones. Many of Sister and Brother’s friends won the really big prizes. But that was okay. The sugar-trimmed chocolate eggs and the giant chocolate bunny would not only soon be gone, they would leave quite a few tummy aches behind. Sister and Brother would never forget those baby birds. And the wonder of Easter and its message of new life would stay with them forever.
love holidays!” said Sister. “I wish every day was a holiday. Then you could get stuff every day.” “Oh?” said Mama, who’d been listening. “Is that all holidays mean to you—getting stuff?” “Sure,” said Sister. “You get turkey, stuffing, and pumpkin pie on Thanksgiving, presents on Christmas, and valentines on Valentine’s Day. What’s wrong with that?” “What’s wrong with that,” said Mama, “is that holidays are about much more. Thanksgiving is about being thankful, Christmas is about good will
either. But then she looked at April, and right there in April was a really big holiday: Easter! Yum! she thought. Coconut eggs, jellybeans, chocolate bunnies! Yum! And double yum! That night, Sister fell asleep while visions of jellybeans and chocolate bunnies danced in her head. But it was still winter, and when she woke up the next morning she forgot about Easter and spring because there was a new blanket of snow covering the earth— wonderful snow to sled on, to make forts out