* made to work with loss and death (HIV-AIDS project for pre-school and primary school children) in mozambique...
~ Dear Magic Bear,
How are you, there so far away?
Did you find the place you were looking for?
Are you happy?
I would like very much to know news from you…
I will send this letter by a nice little bird that told me he will look to see if he can find you. He know how to fly, I think he will find you.
Here everything is all right, but I’m missing you very much, I’m missing our talks and games. When ever you can come to visit me, ok?
With this letter I send you a kiss and a very, very tighten hug
I send this letter to my friend the Magic Bear but I don’t know if the little bird has found him and if he had received the letter…
I know! Here in my land there is no bears, there are only elephants and zebras, monkeys of many different types, gazelles, and turtles… frogs, dogs, cats, and many chickens. But there are no bears!
Bears like cold places, some live in the middle of the ice and snow, in mountains…
I think bears are very nice and beautiful! And I like stories with bears. There are also those doll bears for the little children to play with them…
My magic bear wasn’t a doll nor was it real! It was made of air and imagination. It was my friend and talked to me. Only I could see it!
Every time I needed I would call it and my bear would come and stayed with me. It would explain to me things I didn’t understand. He was always “pulling my leg”!
For example, when I wanted to fly in a cloud, my magic bear “pulled my leg” and would explain that clouds are made of little drops of water. It told me that if I wanted to fly I would have to get into an airplane or get wings or go into one of those balloons that have a basket.
When I wanted to call a wave to go and navigate, my magic bear would explain to me that I would have to build a boat to ride in the sea! It even thought me that there were boats with many different names: ship, canoe, pirogue, yachts…
When I told that I would ask the sun to give me a ray to put in a bottle so I would never be in the dark and would never be last, my bear would get angry and state that the sun rays were not to put in bottles and would not teach me the ways, and for that I would have to by a lantern or lamp and maps of the ways.
Although my friend the bear was always contradicting me I loved it very much! And when I was afraid and need company, I would sing like this, with a music invented by me:
~Magic bear, magic bear
Come here, come near me
Let’s have a talk with out end
Bring the sound of the waves from the sea
To rock my fear away
Hold my hand tight
Come and hear attentively
To the beat of my heart ~
And my magic bear would come! But now it doesn’t come anymore…
One day my friend the bear told me:
- You don’t need me any more. I’m going away. I don’t want to be transparent any more.
Then it told me that it wanted to be a real bear and go far away to have a lot of adventures. It didn’t want to stay here and talk to me. My friend told me that I couldn’t be selfish and start to cry…
I’m strong and only cried a little bit hidden. And I miss my magic bear. But I’m not selfish and I’m happy for my friend. There for I send him a letter by the little bird. I want to know how it real is!
And now that my magic bear went away, do you know what I’m going to do?
I’m going to call one could to take me flying!
May be the cloud will accept to transform itself into a beautiful boat…
Then we can call the wave to take as to navigate in the sea!
Also we can ask the sun go give us a bright ray. I will kip the ray in a bottle to warm us up, to illuminate us and show us the ways. Like this I will not need a map and I will never be lost!
Collection "Fala Coração" - Original title in portuguese: "O ursinho". Maputo : Coopimagem, 2005. 63 p.