Oliver's Oracle

Wednesday, 18 December 2013

‘TWAS THE NIGHT BEFORE CHRISTMAS

With apologies to Clement Clarke Moore!

'Twas the night before Christmas, when all through the house

Not a creature was stirring, save one tubby mouse.

The stockings were hung by each teddy bear,

In hopes that kind Santa soon would be there.

The teddies were nestled all snug in their beds

While visions of honey pots danced in their heads.

Except one cheeky bear, too excited to sleep

Who pulled back the covers, determined to peep.

When out on the roof there arose such a clatter,

The bear was too scared to see what was the matter.

The tubby mouse scampered to bear like a flash

And both of them fell on the floor with a crash.

Cheeky and Mouse were trembling and quaking.

They rushed to the window, their paws were all shaking.

They were filled full of fears and terrors and dreads

Till they saw some strange creatures with things on their heads!

The creatures pulled Santa along on a sled

The pair knew it was Santa - he was dressed all in red.

They listened as Santa and the strange creatures came.

Heard him whistle and shout and call them by name.

'Now Nelly! Now Bunny!

Now Dolly and Doggy!

On Lumpy! On, Gertie!

On, Neddy and Froggy!

To the top of the porch!

To the top of the wall!

Now dash away! Dash away! Dash away all!'

All of the teddies were sleeping in bed,

So only the mouse and the green cheeky ted

Saw the strange creatures as higher they flew,

With a sleigh full of toys and Santa Claus too.

And then in a twinkling they heard on the roof

The prancing and pawing of each little hoof.

As the mouse and the cheeky bear quickly turned round

Down the chimney came Santa with a leap and a bound.

He was dressed all in fur, from his head to his foot,

And his clothes were all tarnished with ashes and soot.

A bundle of toys he had flung on his back,

Goodies and honey pots spilled from his sack.

His eyes how they twinkled! His laughter, how merry!

His cheeks were all fluffy, his nose like a berry!

His neatly-sewn mouth was drawn up like a bow,

And the beard on his chin was as white as the snow.

'That's a bear!' hissed the mouse, 'It's not Santa Claus.'

Cheeky giggled, then whispered, 'It's Santa Paws!

He's been scoffing the mince pies, look at his tummy.

The reason he's fat is 'cos mince pies are yummy!'

He was chubby and plump, a right jolly old bear,

And they laughed when they saw him, the saucy young pair.

A wink of his eye and a twist of his head

Soon gave them to know they had nothing to dread.

He spoke not a word, but went straight to his work,

He filled all the stockings, then turned with a jerk.

And laying his paw aside of his nose

And giving a nod, up the chimney he rose.

He sprang to his sleigh, to his team gave a whistle,

And away they all flew like the down of a thistle.

But they heard him exclaim, 'ere he drove out of sight,

'Beary Christmas to all, and to all a good night!'

The bears opened their presents, then Cheeky and Mouse

Told of the visitor who came to their house.

And the mouse confided, full of good cheer,

'I saw a Steiff button in Santa's ear.'

(Where was Rudolph, you ask, with his nose bright and merry?

I'm sorry to tell you, but he found Santa's sherry.)

You can listen and watch this on Youtube

http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=w-wOkBnx71Q

Saturday, 30 November 2013

JACK AND THE BEARSTALK

by Susan Brewer

Oliver and his friends decide to put on their very own pantomine!

Once there was a bear called Jack

Who was really rather lazy.

He spent his days upon his back

And drove his mother crazy.

'Go to the market, said his mum

I have to have some money.

I can hear your rumbly tum

We must buy bread and honey.'

'Take the cow and sell her

Or there won't be any dinner.

Swap her for some shiny gold

Before you grow much thinner.'

Jack was sad, he liked the cow

But Daisy felt quite joyful.

With some luck and know how

She might meet a boy bull.

Jack wandered down the grassy lanes

With his mum's cow to sell

He stopped to watch the puffer trains

His pals were by the well.

'My cow Daisy is for sale,

She's going cheap to you.'

Cheeky pulled poor Daisy's tail,

And laughed, 'Most cows go moo!'

'I'll buy your cow' a trader said.

He was a cunning fellow.

'I'll pay you jelly bears, two red,

three green, one black, one yellow.'

Jack wondered what his mum would say.

He knew what he'd been told.

'The bears are magic, within a day

You'll have pots of gold.'

'You stupid ted!' mum cried in shock,

And threw them in the air.

'I'll have to find some goods to hock!'

But Jack could only stare,

Because the bears began to sprout.

Soon the stalks were high.

He peered up, there was no doubt -

They reached right to the sky.

'I'll climb the bearstalk,' said our Jack.

'Gold must be at the top.

I hope that I'll get safely back,

Because it's such a drop.'

Up he climbed, this brave young ted,

Until his paws were sore.

He spotted an enormous head

And heard an angry roar.

'Fee Fi Fo Fare

I smell the fur of a teddy bear.

Be him staid or be him funny

I`ll grind his stuffing to make my honey.'

Our Jack declared, 'That's very odd!'

Though fear had made him blink.

'He really is a gigantic bod

And his rhyme is out of sync.'

Soon Jack saw the giant's gold

Underneath his honey store.

He grabbed it, feeling very bold.

'We'll be rich for ever more!'

Down he scrambled with the sacks

Till he could let them drop.

'Quick, mum, get the biggest axe.'

They both began to chop.

And as the bearstalk tumbled down,

And landed with a crash,

Jack told his mum, 'Please don't frown.

I've brought you heaps of cash.'

So Jack became a hero

With bears both near and far.

His credit zoomed from zero

He was a superstar.

It could have been quite tragic.

That giant was a rotter.

To his friends, though, Jack was magic,

And they called him Beary Potter.

THE CAST OF BEARFORMERS

Jack - Oliver

Mother - Cosy

Giant - Mr Chad

Trader - BlueBell

Daisy - Mustapha (Under protest)

Cheeky - Cheeky

Friend - Cheddar

Friend - Meredith

Thursday, 31 January 2013

THE NUTCRACKER - A BALLET PERFORMED BY BEARS

(The pictures look better if you hum the music as you browse!)

It was Oliver's idea, of course. Last Christmas he had watched the Nutcracker ballet on television, and was sure that his blog readers would enjoy seeing it performed by bears. Auditions were held in the conservatory as it has a tiled floor perfect for dancing. It is also conveniently near the kitchen - bears need a lot of 'sustenance'. First to be cast was Oliver, because, as he said, the ballet was his idea and he wanted to play the handsome Prince. When Cheddar pointed out that the Prince needed boots, Oliver replied that his friend Paddington owed him a favour, so he was sure he’d lend his, then magnanimously offered to lend Cheddar his best jacket so that he could play the part of Drosselmeyer.

Grace said that she was going to be Sugar Plum, because she was the only one with a pink dress. No-one dared argue, though several muttered that they thought the Sugar Plum Fairy should be small and dainty. ‘And not a fat Sugar Lump’, whispered Cheeky to Choccy, 'she'll be more like the Sugar Plump Fairy'. Grace ignored him and rushed off to borrow a tiara. Macaroon was Fritz because he is a growly bear so was ideal for playing a grumpy brother, Blancmange was everyone’s choice for Clara because she is so sweet-natured (she was horrified when she heard she had to hit Mousey over the head with a shoe, till it was explained it was only acting), while cute little Mothball was overwhelmed when he was chosen to be a Snowflake, as he is the hug’s newest and youngest member, and is very shy. Rehearsals were held regularly, and I was really surprised by the dedication of the furry little dancers. I was also surprised at how many of the boys wanted to wear tutus......

It’s sad that you were unable to see the dancing - Hudson’s pirouettes and Russell’s arabesques stole the show - but perhaps these photos I took at the performance will help you to visualise it in your imagination....

Clara and her brother Fritz are excitedly decorating the Christmas tree, ready for a party.

One of the guests is Drosselmeyer, a strange person with magical powers. He gives Clara a wooden nutcracker in the shape of a soldier.

Fritz is so jealous that, to Clara's horror, he stamps on the nutcracker and breaks it. Drosselmeyer tells her he will mend it, and she goes off to bed.

Later that night, Clara creeps downstairs in her nightie to find her nutcracker. She doesn't notice the little mouse.

Suddenly, the Mouse King appears, and Clara is frightened. To her amazement, the nutcracker turns into a handsome Prince, but the mice attack him. Clara throws her shoe at the mouse king and frightens him off.