Dear Moonbear

Lots of Moonbear’s Friends have been writing him emails.  They ask him interesting questions.  Sometimes his answers are very funny.  Here are some of them. If you would like to email Moonbear, click here on his picture.

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Dear Moonbear,

Where do you live?

Your friend,

Katy

 

Dear Katie,

Where do I live?

Well, I live in the nation called Imagination.

It’s a wonderful place.

Where do you live?

Your friend,

Moonbear

 

Hi Moobear,

I live in West Virginia.  What is imagination like?

Your Friend,

Katie

Dear Katie,

Imagination is like a pancake that is as big as your house.

as big as a city.

As big as the whole wide world, and bigger.

You can jump on it like a trampoline.

You can turn it into a flying saucer and fly it to the moon.

You can go for a walk on it.

Sleep on it.

Hide secrets in it.

You can do almost anything with it!

And we all have one!

Isn’t that wonderful?

Your friend,

Moonbear

 

 

greendotsred

 

Dear Moonbear,

How does the moon disappear?

Your friend

 

Dear  friend,

The Moon disappears very slowly.  Every night  when I look up at it it get’s smaller and smaller.  And then one night I can’t see it at all!   Is it playing Peek a Boo! with me?  I wonder.  I think I would like to disappear like that too.   I would like to get smaller and smaller day after day.  Then poof!  I’d be gone.  Little Bird would look for me everywhere!   Then slowly I’d  come back!  Maybe the moon has some kind of magic trick to help it disappear.  Maybe it drinks some magic drink.  Or says some magic words.  Or maybe it just wears a black shirt and hides in the sky so no one  can see it!   Maybe it hides in someone’s shadow.  Whoever that someone is would have to be very very large.  As large as the Earth herself!

Your friend,

Moonbear

 

greendotsred

 

Dear Moonbear,

How do the leaves change color?

Your pal

 

Dear Pal,

This is a very easy question to answer.  First each leaf decides what color it wants to be.  Some want to be red.  Some want to be orange.  Some want to be yellow.  I think I would want to be a red leaf.   How about you?  Then comes step 2.  Each leaf that wants to be yellow thinks yellow thoughts.  Each leaf that wants to be orange thinks orange thoughts.  If I were a leaf I would think red thoughts.  I would think about red apples.  And red fire engines.  And red cherries.  And the red in Little Bird’s hat.  If I wanted to be a yellow leaf I would think about bananas because most bananas are yellow!   Of course if you want to be an orange leaf you could think about orange bananas.  But it makes a whole lot more sense to think about oranges.   Doesn’t it?   Now comes step 3.    It starts to get cold.  Fall!  The leaves start to shiver and all they have to keep them warm is their thoughts.   They wrap their thoughts around them like fur coats.   Red thoughts for leaves that want to be red.  Yellow thoughts for leaves that want to be yellow.  Finally, the leaves fall asleep and they dream about their thoughts.  That’s step 4.   The most important step.  Because everything that’s important starts with a dream.

Step 5 is easy!   Their dreams  come true!   One morning they wake up and they are no longer green.   They are red or yellow or orange!  Step 6 is when you or I see them and we go:  “Oh!  How pretty you look!”   Step seven is when they smile and go flying in the wind!

Your friend,

Moonbear

 

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Dear Moonbear,

How do the seasons change the weather?

Curious

 

Dear Curious,

Did you ever watch a dog go in circles before it lies down on the ground?  That’s what the weather is like.   It’s just like Little Bird when he can’t decide what he wants to eat for breakfast.  Sunflower seeds?   Poppy seeds?  Or Pancakes?  Those are the usual  choices.   The weather has four usual choices.  Spring.  Summer.  Winter and Fall.   (but not necessarily in that order.  For a while it wakes up every morning and thinks.  “Today I’ll be Spring.”  That’s fine for about 3 months every year.  Then it starts waking up and thinking:  “Hmm…..  Today I think I’ll be summer.”  Pretty soon it gets tired of that and decides that Fall would be a good thing to be for a while.  So round and round it goes trying to get comfortable.  But it never stops making up it’s mind.  If it did we’d be in big trouble.  It would be winter all the time.  How would we grow our food in the snow?  If it were summer all the time we could go swimming a lot.  Sure.  But when would the trees and other plants get their rest?   And how would we ever make snowmen?   After a while everyone would forget that snow men ever existed.  They would put snowmen made out of cheap plastic  in museums and people would say, “Poor snowmen.  They’re extinct now!”  And they would be right!  Too many species of plants and animals are already going extinct. We don’t need to lose snowmen too.  So maybe that’s why it’s good that the weather never makes up it’s mind.

Your friend,

Moonbear

 

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Dear Moonbear,

How do they make legos?

Sincerely,

Leo 

 

Dear Leo,

What an interesting question.  Little Bird suggested I look up the answer on the internet.  But I had more fun coming up with my own ideas.  So I asked my self how would I make legos if I could make legos anyway I wanted?   Well, first of all I would make blue legos out of blueberries.  Red legos out of cherries, yellow legos out of bananas, and white legos out of white chocolate because there are no brown legos. Black legos of course I would make out of licorice.  (although that was hard to spell) That way when I’m playing with legos and I want a snack I could always eat a few.

 Sincerely,
Moonbear

greendotslav

 

 

Hi Moonbear,

Where do all of the clouds go on a clear day?  And, do you like to ride your bicycle?

Thanks, Ezra

Dear Ezra, Thanks so much for your questions.   I have been thinking about clouds since I read your email. For sure,  they do go “somewhere else”…..But where? At first I thought,  “Well, maybe clouds just go hide behind a tree.”   That’s where I like to hide sometimes.  But it would have to be a pretty fat tree because I need a fat tree to hide my big belly.   I’ve been thinking about going on a diet and maybe eating a little less honey.   But the more I think about honey the more I want to eat it. But back to your question:  When the sky was clear I looked behind all the trees in my back yard.  But there were no clouds hiding there.  So where could they be hiding I asked myself?  Sometimes when I’m playing Hide and Seek like in my book  “Moongame”…..I hide in my closet.  So I looked in my closet. No clouds there!   Then I looked in my attic!   No clouds there. Then I happened to notice my paint box.  I have lots of colors in my paint box. Red….orange…..black and……WHITE! Yes.  That’s where they must be hiding:   In my white paint! To test out this theory I found some blue paper.   Then I dipped my brush in the white paint.  Sure enough when I moved my brush on the blue paper it made lots of cloud shapes. “So that’s where you are hiding; in my paint box!”  I shouted. “Please be quiet!”   chirped Little Bird.  “Can’t you see I’m trying to take a nap!” “Sorry,” I said and  went outside to blow some bubbles. Pop!  Pop!   Pop!    one by one they disappeared. So now I’ve started to wonder about where bubbles go. Do they have a cottage where they all live and do bubble things? I’d like to find that cottage someday…… About your question as regarding my bicycle.   The truth of the matter is I don’t have a bicycle.  I like to walk everywhere I go.  I know it takes more time.  But I get to look at things better that way. Thanks again for your question.  I don’t know if what I said is right.  But I sure had fun thinking about it! Your friend, Moonbear

 

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Dear Moonbear,  

I wanted to ask you why do turtles have shells?  

Love, Isabella

Dear Isabella, Thank you for your question: Why do turtles have shells?  Well, it just so happens that turtles like to sun themselves a lot. They are not like  mammals.  They don’t eat food to get warm, not even honey.  They eat turtle things….Oh, you know…. fish, maybe, seaweed….  I never had a turtle over for dinner because I am afraid they would be slow eaters.   I might be ready for dinner by the time they finished lunch.  Anyway turtles like to sun themselves.  That’s my point. That means they are out in the sun a lot.   And you know what happens when you spend a lot of time in the sun!  You get sun burned. right?  Well….that used to happen to turtles quite a lot.   They would get sun burned and oh, it would hurt!   Sun tan lotion was out of the question.  After all, they don’t make sun tan lotion for turtles.  Do they?   So what they did was  start growing shells that would protect them from the harsh ultraviolet rays of the sun.  They thought of carrying umbrellas.   But that made walking difficult unless they carried their umbrellas in their mouths. Which made eating a problem.    But growing shells was the perfect answer to their sun burn problem. I’m pretty sure about this.  But not 100 percent sure.  Because I figured this out by myself. And sometimes I get things wrong.  In fact, to tell you the truth Little Bird thinks this is a crazy idea. He thinks turtles have shells so other animals won’t be able to eat them.  But I don’t think I’d want to eat a turtle.  Would you?  They are too cute.  I would like to make friends with a turtle.  They could talk about the sun.  And I could talk about the moon! Thanks again for your question!

Your friend,

Moonbear

 

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Dear Moonbear,

I am Janice Castaneda, a Kindergarten Teacher at Bush Elementary in Houston, TX. I am emailing you because my Kindergarten class recently wrapped up a lesson in writing a friendly letter.  The kids thoroughly enjoyed reading (and re-reading) your stories and so I thought it would be a great idea for them to work together in groups and write you a letter to express their thoughts about your funny adventures.  So we did!  I hope you will find the time to answer them as they are eagerly waiting to hear from you.  Thank you very much!  Janice Castaneda

Dear Janice,

Thanks so much for writing to me.  We bears do not often receive emails from teachers. But when we do we are very glad to respond.  Sometimes I wish I had a school where I could go to learn about the world.  In the meantime I am doing my best to learn about the world on my own.  So far I have concluded that the world is often a very confusing place. Why is grass mostly green for example?  Cows eat grass and their milk is mostly white.    So how come it’s not green?  Where did the green go?  And more importantly where did the white come from?  Was it inside the cow all the time?  How did it  get in there?

Your friend,

Moonbear

 

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Dear Moonbear,

We are kindergarten students in Miss Nguyen’s class. We want to say thank you for the funny and excellent Moonbear books. Our class’ favorite book was Happy Birthday Moonbear. We also thought your idea to pour water on the skyfire was so silly!

Sincerely,

Miss Nguyen’s Kindergarten Class

Dear friends, Thanks for your email.  I’m glad you liked Happy Birthday Moon.  Many people think I’m silly.  But I don’t feel silly.  What’s so silly about pouring water on a skyfire?  If the sky was on fire wouldn’t you want to put it out?  What’s silly is not putting it out!  What would we do if the sky burned down?  Where would the stars go at night?  They would wander around like lost lambs baaing for a place to shine.  And what would happen to the clouds?.  Would they fall down and get stuck on people’s roofs.  I for one don’t want clouds landing on me.  I understand they are as soft as cotton.  Maybe softer.  But what if they came in my house? It would be difficult to see what was in my refrigerator when I opened the door because it would be too cloudy.  Clouds would get in my food and in my hair.  I’d wander around in my house bumping into things.  I might even get lost in my back yard!   So, you see, it’s not really silly to put the fire out when the sky is burning down.  What’s silly is trying to whistle with your toes or covering the whole planet in peanut butter.  That’s what’s silly!

Your friend,

Moonbear

 

greendotsred

 

Dear Moonbear,

When you were at the moon, you were really on the snow!  You were eating snow on a plate!  Why did you do that?  That is silly. 

Love,

Ariel  

 

Hi Ariel,

Actually, I didn’t know I was not on the moon.  I didn’t know I was eating snow either.  I did know I was having fun, though…

Your Friend,

Moonbear

 

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 Dear Moonbear,

My favorite book is Mooncake.  My name I Jaylenn.  I got a pet.  I got a fish.  I wonder if you are little bird’s friend.  I actually like all of your books.  You are silly.  I have a wii. 

Love, Jaylenn

 

Hi Jaylenn,

Pets are nice to have.  I wish I had a pet cloud. If I had a pet cloud I’d train it to rain on my garden so I wouldn’t have to water it myself.

Your friend,

Moonbear

greendotsred

 

 Dear Moonbear,

Are you and bird brothers?  Where is Splash?  I thought she was your pet? 

Love,

Seamus   

 

Hi Seamus,  

Splash lives in my pond.  I see him sometimes when I go swimming.  One day he jumped right onto my head!  

 

Your Friend,

Moonbear

 

greendotslav

Dear Moonbear,

My mommy says that I can’t eat as much popcorn as Baby Bear.  I think I can.  Do you?  

Always,

West and Lena      

(PS….Popcorn was my mommy’s FAVORITE book when she was little and now your website is one of our favorites to visit EVERY morning!!)   

Dear West and Lena,

I am sure you can eat as much popcorn as Baby Bear!  Just not at one time. Don’t forget after that Halloween party Baby Bear was so sick of popcorn he never ate it again! So I think if you start now and start eating popcorn in small amounts on a regular basis you will be able to consume enough popcorn to fill two houses! I will take many years of course.  But never fear, you are young. Right? Just remember. Moderation in all things is your greatest friend! And that goes double for the butter you put on your popcorn!

Your friend,

Moonbear

greendotsred

Dear Moonbear,  

Here is a question that I would like to ask you?   A shooting star is not a star.  Stars are big burning balls of gas and dust.  But shooting stars are also known as meteors?  How come?  

Scott      

Dear Scott,

Yes, you are right.  A shooting star is not a star at all!  But I guess the people who named shooting stars shooting stars did not know that a long time ago.  Back then they didn’t have telescopes.  Back then they didn’t even know the world is round not flat.  They thought that if you sailed too far out to sea you could actually fall off the Earth.  Isn’t that silly?  I had an uncle who once fell off a ladder, bumped his head, and saw shooting stars.  But those stars were not real stars either!  People also call movie actors stars.   Imagine if a real star showed up on a movie set. Everyone would be burnt to a crisp!  The trick here is to know that some words have many meanings.   I know all this now.  But when I saw a shooting star for the first time I wondered who was shooting at who. Were the stars shooting at each other like cowboys in the movies? Now I know stars are not shooting at each other.  They are not even mad at each other because they are not really alive. At least not like you and me.   So don’t worry to much about stars.  The probably don’t even know we exist. But if you ever get a chance to see a meteorite, don’t miss it.    I saw one once at the museum of natural history in New York city.  It was very cool to look at and touch.

Your friend,

Moonbear

greendotsred

Dear Moonbear,

How did you meet Little Bird?  We didn’t know that birds are bears would be friends.   Also, where do you live?  Is it close to Orange City?  Or is it close to your parents in Colorado?   Bye for now!  

Love,

Miss Peters’ Class        

Dear Miss Peter’s Class,

I was so excited to get your email!  I hope you are all feeling fine!   I met Little Bird in the forest one day.  I was climbing a tree to get some honey. On the top of that tree was a bird’s nest and one of the little birds in that nest was Little Bird.  I said hello to all the babies.  Little Bird said hello back and flapped his wings.  He flapped his wings so hard he fell out of his nest.  So I climbed down and picked him up off the forest floor.  Just then Little Bird’s momma said, “Why don’t you keep that one.  I have so many!” “Okay!” I said and took Little Bird home.  I fed him worms and cherries and he soon grew to his present size which is not very big.   Birds and Bears aren’t usually friends.  Bears especially don’t make friends easily.  But I’m not an actual bear. I’m a story book bear.  So I can be friends with anyone I like.  And I like you all very much!   Well, you might say I live in Vermont because that’s where Frank Asch, my author, lives.  (It’s not close to Orange City or Colorado) He’s an actual person, not a story book person like me.  But there are actual bears that live in Vermont too. Mostly black bears but you don’t see them very often.   In all the time that Frank Asch has been living in Vermont he’s only seen real bears twice.  And both times they were crossing the road in front of his car.

Bye for now!

Your friend,

Moonbear

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