Quotes from Stan Berenstain

It may be chilly outside when Valentine's Day comes, but little bears warm up and send cards to their chums.

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In his three-piece suit and expensive hat, Hooper came stepping across the pasture, being very careful to avoid the cow pies. When he reached the pumpkin patch, he walked right up to Farmer Ben and held out his hand. Ben made no move to shake it. "As you wish, Ben," said Hooper, lowering his hand. "Five, four, three, two, one, zero!" "What's that?" said Ben. "You going into the rocket-ship business?

Look, Papa! Rocks! Right there ahead! We should beware of them as you said.

For a while they could almost taste the Sugar Balls and Choco Chums they weren't snacking

You know something?" she whispered. "She is kind of cute.

you can do against Milton.

right. For the sake of our survival, we must assume the worst. First, let me thank you. It's most fortunate

Ralph Ripoff's favorite thing was cheating folks out of their hard-earned money; his least favorite thing was getting caught at it (and he'd been getting caught at it quite a lot lately). Gramps's favorite thing was carving monkeys out of peach pits; his least favorite things were Weasel McGreed and his underground gang of henchweasels. Though McGreed and his underground gang had been quiet lately, Gramps wasn't so sure they'd been wiped out by the earthquake

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.  

Even little bears expect a good fright when they go out for treats on Halloween night.

Wow!" said Queenie. "I've never seen Farmer Ben so mad!" The cubs were huddled in the pumpkin patch. "Where did he go?" asked Lizzy. "Into the house," said Ferdy. "I'll bet he's asking his ancestors for help again.

After dinner, the cubs gathered at the Burger Bear, where they had agreed to meet to celebrate their new jobs. Brother and Sister were late, but the others didn't have to worry about waiting for them to start the celebration. That's because there were no jobs to celebrate.

tag along as usual, her playmates were nowhere to be seen.

The cubs began to tell 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.

My dad says business isn't so good right now. He can't afford to hire anyone. Not even cubs." "I'm afraid the Bearsonian won't be of any assistance, either," said Ferdy. "Uncle Actual says it runs on donations from Bear Country businesses. Lately a lot of businesses have been doing poorly, so donations are down. He will take us on as volunteers, however." "Oh, great!" said Queenie. "That'll be a big help!

Off go the Bear Scouts to camp out all night. Will an unwelcome ghost visit their site?

They all live too far away," sighed Mama as she watched lonesome Sister pick up her trusty jump rope and start jumping with a friendly frog.

A Bear Scout... Is as honest as the day is long. Admire when he or she is wrong. Respects the creatures of creation. Views TV in moderation. Is never cruel, rude, or mean. Plays the game fair and clean. Does his best at school. Following the golden rule, always respects the rights of others, including even sisters' and brothers'.

When Sister Bear received a beautiful golden locket for her birthday, she was surprised and pleased. It was shaped like a heart, and it had her name on it. "Happy birthday, dear!" said Mama and Papa Bear, giving her a big hug.

Once outside, the stranger continued his warning. "Go back to the old ways! Hibernate! Only those who hibernate shall be saved! So says I.M. Weird!" Officer Marguerite closed the door. But out of sight isn't always out of mind. The raggedy stranger's warning cast a spell of gloom over the Town Hall audience.

Now, understand. If we can put this over with Papa and the chief, we're going to watch you like a hawk!" "Four hawks!" said Sister.

On the bus, all the bears were talking about the things they were going to do at school—soccer practice, science projects, music lessons—all kinds of things! H-m-m, thought Brother. Sister

Look!" she cried. "Up in the hayloft!" Three glowing faces had appeared side by side. They seemed to float in the air, just above the bales of hay. "Burglars!" said Barry. " Hay burglars?" Queenie wondered.