We had a jolly nice Pyjama Party at the #TeddyEmbassy with great music and drinks and smashing food. The evening grew darker and chaps were tired out from all the dancing… so I told a scary story from my days in darkest Africa! When I was a cub in Africa we sat in the hut, sleepy after a long day in the fields… and as we were falling asleep there was a clank, clank, clank sound from above the roof… “Oh no!” one of the cubs wailed… “it’s the vulture spirit coming for us!” We looked at each other worried… “There’s no vulture spirit!” said the oldest cub and he went out of the hut to look… and didn’t come back! Clank, clank, clank… the sound came from above the roof… “Oh no…” cried the cubs ” it’s the hyena spirit coming for us!” We looked around at each other. “There’s no hyena spirit!” said the next oldest cub and he went out of the hut to look… and didn’t come back! Clank, clank, clank the sound came from above the roof… “Oh no… oh no…” cried the cubs, ” it’s the wild witch woman coming for us!” Oh no… I was the next oldest cub! “I don’t believe in witches” I said nervously and left the hut….
We brave cubs enjoyed our hot cocoa… we would go back to the hut soon. I’m sure the other cubs wouldn’t miss us!