The Story of the Three Bears

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Speaker 1 (00:00):
The Story of the Three Bears by Anonymous. There were
once three bears who lived in a wood. Their porridge
was thick, and their chairs and beds good. The biggest bear, Bruin,
was surly and rough. His wife, Missus Bruin, was called
Mammy Muff. Their son, Tiny Cub, was like Dame Goose's lad.
He was not very good, nor yet very bad. Now Bruin,

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the biggest, the surly old bear, had a great granite
bowl and a cast iron chair. Mammie Muff's bowl and
chair you would no doubt prefer They were both made
of brick bats, but both suited her. Young Tiny Cub's bowl,
chair and bed were the best. This big bears and
baby bears freely confessed. Mister b with his wife and
his son, went one day to take a short stroll

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and a visit to pay. He left the door open
four said he no doubt if our friend should call in,
he will find us all out. It was only two
miles from dark hazel nutwood, in which the great house
of the three Bruins stood. That there lived a young
miss daring, fanny and fair, and from having bright curls,
she was called Golden Hair. She had roamed through the

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wood to see what she could see, and she saw
going walking the bruins, all three, said, she to herself,
to rob bears is no sin. The three bears have
gone out, so I think I'll go in. She entered
their parlor, and she saw a great bowl and in
it a spoon like a hair cutter's pole. That porridge said,
she may stay long enough there. It tastes like the

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food of the surly old bear. She tried Mammy Muff's
and she said, missus b I think your taste and
my taste will never agree. Then she tried Tiny Cub's
bowl and said, this is nice. I will put in
some salt and of bread a thick slice. The porridge
she eat soon made her so great the chair that
she sat on broke down with her weight. The bottom

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fell out, and she cried in dismay, this is tiny
Cub's chair. And oh what will he say? His papa is,
I know, the most savage of bears. His mamma is
a fury. But for her who cares? I'm sure I
do not. And then as for her son, that young bear,
Tiny Cub, from him, shall I run no, not I indeed,
But I will not sit here. I shall next break

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the floor through. That's what I most fear. So up
stairs she ran, and there three beds she found. She
looked under each one, and she looked all around, but
no one she saw, so she got into bed. It
was surly Old Bruin's and well stuffed with lead. Mammy
Muff's neck she tried. It was stuffed with round stones.
So she got into tiny cubs and rested her bones.

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Golden hair was asleep when the three bears came in,
said Big Bruin, I am hungry to eat. Let's begin.
Who has been to my porridge? He roared with such might.
His voice was like wind down the chimney at night.
Who has been at my porridge? Growled out missus b
Her voice was like cats fighting up in a tree.
Who has been at my porridge and eaten it all?

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Young tiny Cub said, in a voice very small, Who
has been sitting in my great armchair? In a voice
like a thumb the storm roared the big bear? Who
has been sitting in my good armchair? Growled out Mammy
Muff like a sow in despair. Who has sat in
my nice chair and broken it down? Young tiny Cub said,
And so fierce was his frown that his mother, with

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pride to his father, said, there she apet, tiny Cub
can look just like a bear, so roaring and growling
and frowning, the bears, one after another came running upstairs.
Who has been in my bed? Old Bruin roared out,
in a voice just like rain down a large water spout.
Who has been upon my bed? Growled out Mammy Muff

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in a voice like her husband's, but not quite so rough.
Who is lying on my bed? Said young tiny Cub
in a voice like hot water poured into a tub.
And tiny Cub's breath was so hot as he spoke
that golden hair dreamt of hot water and woke. She
opened her eyes and saw the three bears and said,
let me go, please, I'll soon run downstairs. But Big

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Bruin was angry and shouted out, no, you had no
right to come hither, and now you shan't go. What
we mean to do with you ere long you shall
find you can lie there and cry till I make
up my mind to Mammy and tiny Then did big
Brewin raw go and block up the chimney and nail
up the door this golden Hair now has got into
a scrape, and if I can help it, she shall

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not escape. But golden Hair saw that a window was there.
It was always kept open to let in fresh air.
So she jumped out of bed to the window. She ran, saying,
three bears, good bye, Catch me now, if you can
to the window. The bears flew as fast as they could,
but Golden Hair flew like the wind through the wood.
She said the bear's breath had filled her with steam.

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But when she grew older, she said twas a dream,
and no doubt she was right to take such a view. Still,
some part of the story is certainly true, for unto
this day there is no one who dares to say
that there never existed three bears. End of the Story
of the Three Bears.