The Berenstain Bears Get Their Kicks

The Berenstain Bears Get Their Kicks

Stan Berenstain, Jan Berenstain

Language: English

Pages: 32

ISBN: 0679889558

Format: PDF / Kindle (mobi) / ePub


When Papa learns the cubs are going out for soccer, he's confounded. Whoever heard of a game where you can't even pick up the ball? Yes, Papa's an old-fashioned bat-and-ball-and-mitt sort of bear...until the cubs drag him kicking and screaming into the new generation and teach him the singular pleasures of that black-and-white ball. With their usual perceptive insights, the Berenstains also deal with issues like team - work, practice, and boys and girls playing together.

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978-0-385-37050-9 v3.1 Copyright Title Page First Page Papa Bear’s family, friends, and neighbors all knew that he was a “traditional” sort of fellow. That means he liked to do the things he’d always done in pretty much the same ways he’d always done them. He liked to use traditional tools in his work as a woodsbear— . . . though he did use more modern tools when he absolutely had to. He was a shirt-and-overalls kind of guy when it came to clothes. He was a meat-and-potatoes

with Papa. They got the ball, bat, and gloves. “How about a little baseball, Papa?” said Brother. “Here, catch!” he cried as he tossed the ball to Papa. But Papa didn’t catch it. He gave it a header instead. It was a good thing he was wearing his soft brown hat or he might have gotten himself a big headache. As it was, it knocked him down. The cubs and Mama ran over to him. “Papa! Papa!” cried Brother. “Why did you do that?” “Oh, I just wanted to show you that if soccer is good

kind of guy when it came to food. And when it came to sports, Papa was devoted to the games he’d grown up with: football in the fall, basketball in the winter, and in the summer, baseball, of course. Papa loved baseball: the smack of the ball in the catcher’s mitt, the pull on the shoulders after that first hard swing, the loud “thwock!” of the ball on the bat when you hit a high fly over the fielder’s head. So when cubs Brother and Sister fell head over heels in love with

rubbing his foot, he heard sounds coming from the soccer field, which lay just over the hill. “Maybe there’s more to soccer than I thought,” he said. “I think I’ll go have a look.” He limped off in the direction of the noise. When Papa arrived at the field, he saw that there was, indeed, more to soccer than he’d thought—a lot more! There were cubs and coaches all over the field practicing. There were league officials moving among them, writing things down on clipboards. Brother and Sister

rubbing his foot, he heard sounds coming from the soccer field, which lay just over the hill. “Maybe there’s more to soccer than I thought,” he said. “I think I’ll go have a look.” He limped off in the direction of the noise. When Papa arrived at the field, he saw that there was, indeed, more to soccer than he’d thought—a lot more! There were cubs and coaches all over the field practicing. There were league officials moving among them, writing things down on clipboards. Brother and Sister

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