Wolstencroft the Bear by Karen Lewis

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The full story is too long for a demo. I tecorded two pages. Wolstencroft is a bear that does not get bought from a store for a long time. He was always left on the shelf all alone. Until a rabbit named Rita found a way to shorten his name whilst keeping his original name too. He is finally taken home by a little boy whose name also happens to be Wolstencroft.

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Vocal Characteristics

Language

English

Voice Age

Middle Aged (35-54)

Accents

Malay

Transcript

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Wollstonecraft The Bear by Karen Lewis. Not long ago, not far away it was a beautiful big teddy bear who set on a shelf in a drug store, waiting for someone to buy him and give him a home. His name was Wollstonecraft, and he was no ordinary bear. Hiss for was a lovely shade of light agree, and he had honey colored ears, nose and feet, his eyes warm and kind, and he had a wonderfully wise look on his face. Wollstonecraft looked very smart in a brown played waistcoat with the goal setting board. I had a snake. Attached to the tie was a tag with his name written in bold black letters. Wollstonecraft. He had arrived in a store just before Christmas, when there had been a lovely victory in the window, all decorated with very lights, yards and yards or sparkling tinsel had been draped over everything, and holiday music had been playing all the time. Wasn't crop with especially fund of Jingle bells. He liked its light, tinkling sounds always made him feel Mary at that time had been lots of other bears to keep him company. In fact, there have been so many teddy bears crowded onto that one narrow shelf that he had scarcely hit room to move. But one by one they had all gone, gleefully waving good bye if they were carried off to the new homes until finally, it was the only teddy by left an entire store. He had hoped that Santa Claus would drop by on Christmas Eve and deliver him to a good home. But he hadn't center had been too busy that year, delivering even more presence than usual. Wasn't Cross felt sad and lonely, sitting there all by himself on the shelf. It was high above the Christmas gods. He longed to have a child take him home and love him and play with him. But most of all, to hook him for no hug is ever too big for a teddy bear. He was trying hard not to cry because he knew that tears would make his eyes are puffy and red, and then he would have even less chance of finding a home. But why, Oh, why didn't someone choose him? Why he wanted was he passed over so many times for other, less beautiful bears