The Berenstain Bears and the Truth
Stan Berenstain, Jan Berenstain
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When Brother and Sister Bear accidentally break Mama's favorite lamp, their little lie grows bigger and bigger, until Papa Bear helps them find the words that set everything right again.
Copyright © 1983 by Berenstains, 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. Library of Congress Cataloging-in-Publication Data: Berenstain, Stan. The Berenstain bears and the truth. (First time books) SUMMARY: Brother and Sister Bear learn how important it is to tell the truth after they accidentally break Mama Bear’s
most favorite lamp. [1. Honesty—Fiction. 2. Bears—Fiction.] I. Berenstain, Jan. II. Title. III. Series: Berenstain, Stan. First time books. PZ7.B4483Bel 1983 [E] 83-3304 eISBN: 978-0-375-98944-5 v3.1 Contents Cover Title Page Copyright First Page It was a lazy sort of day in Bear Country. The air was so still that the leaves on the big tree house where the Bear family lived were hardly rustling. Except in the beehive, where the bees were always busy, nothing much seemed to be
couple of times. One time Sister tracked a little mud on the clean floor. And once or twice Brother and Sister started to play ball in the house before they remembered not to. But they never, ever again told a whopper … because trust is one thing you can’t put back together once it’s broken.
as Mama came up the front steps and into the house. All Brother had time to do before Mama came into the room was roll the ball behind Papa’s chair. “My lamp!” said Mama. “My best lamp! What happened?” she asked, looking into her cubs’ eyes. “Tell me about it.” The cubs looked into Mama’s eyes, then at each other, and then they began to tell one of the biggest whoppers that has ever been told in Bear Country. “It was a bird!” began Brother. “Yes,” added Sister, “a big purple
him the story of the big bird that flew in the window and broke the lamp. It was harder to tell the second time. For one thing, they couldn’t quite remember how they had told it the first time. “You’ve got me confused,” said Papa. “Was it a purple bird with green wing tips and yellow feet? “Or a yellow bird with purple wing tips and green feet? “Or … was it a white bird with black spots … like that soccer ball behind my easy chair?” But the thing that really made it hard