As soon as Samy fell asleep he dreamt that he was participating in the Bella Fonti Beach Bash. When the girls opened the suitcase to wake him for dinner, he sat on his bed in his pajamas still holding the violin.
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My Life while knittting Bears for the Mother Bear Project.
It's in Our Hands
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April
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- Looking for Baobab
- Half Way There
- It's a Red Thing
- Bears Forty-Five to Forty-Nine
- Carrots and Guacamole with Bear
- Celebrating the Completion of Fifty Bears
- Happy Birthday Mother!
- Samy Sets the Stage for Bean
- Carrots and Guacamole
- Samy's Dream
- The Bella Fonti Beach Bash
- Counting Bears
- Mrs. Cloud's "Sunshine Boys"
- Daydreaming
- Getting Samy Back to his House
- On the Road
- Posing for the Webcam
- The Rescue (continued_
- The Rescue
- Reality Check List
- Ogle Earth
- Another One
- Pretend, of course!
- Samy's Zinnia Patch
- Yes We Can
- Follow-up to the "Little Give."
- Bear Number 39 Looking for the Music of the Night
- Samy Lucius Putnam
- The Faces of the Purple Rain
- Rainy Season is Now Over
- Waiting for the Purple Rain
- Little Give
- Partial Preview of Bears Number 33 to 38
- Just Checking
- Time Out
- Face It
- Purple Rain and Lavender Pillows
- Afterthought - Yellow Canary Number Two
- The Yellow Canary
- Pink Tutu Girls
- Wool's Worst Nightmare - Being Eaten by a Moth
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