3 The Stick

The Stick It had been one of those windy days, which meant everybody was out trying to find the very best sticks- Bear and Bird, too.

They were singing their stick song: STICKS, STICKS LET'S GET STICKS THE STICKIEST STICKS LET'S GET THEM QUICK

"Psst, Bear said Bird. "Look at those two over there fighting over the same stick. We're best friends, we'd never fight over a stick."

Then Bird looked down. They were both holding the same stick. "You have this stick," said Bird "No, no," said Bear, rolling it over to Bird. "It's yours.'' "Honestly, Bear," said Bird. "This is your stick. It belongs to you." "Thank you, Bird," said Bear. "But I can't possibly take this stick." "Why is that?" said Bird.

"Because it's yours!" yelled Bear, running off as fast as his feet could go. Bear hopped on a bike and whizzed through the Woody Wood.

Then he looked in the basket. There was a little note.