Today’s The Daily Post prompt was “Tell us a joke! Knock-knock joke, long story with a unexpected punchline, great zinger — all jokes are welcome!”
I’m horrible at telling jokes but I do have a couple of cute bear stories. I thought of writing this post because Judy over at lifelessons – a blog by Judy Dykstra-Brown wrote a post called This Bear Walks into a Bar in Alaska. Anyhow in her post Judy gave you the punch line and you can come up with the joke. Check out her post and have some fun.
Most of you know that I used to live at Forest Service Ranger Station in Northern Minnesota on the shore of Lake Superior in a little town called Tofte. The town today only 250 residents. Anyhow, here are my real life bear stories.
I had just turned six years old. My family had just moved to Tofte and we knew there were bears but we had no idea how much to be concerned about them.
My mother was making Thanksgiving dinner and all of a sudden we heard a knock on the door. My dad opened the door and there was a black bear standing at the door. Both Dad and bear were startled and my dad quickly slammed the door shut. I ran to the window and the bear just paced around the house trying to find a way in. He never did. Guess the bear wanted one last meal before hibernation.
Needless to say from that point on we always looked who was at the door when we heard a knock.
Once again in Tofte but this time it was summer. One of our favorite things to do was go to the local trash dump and watch the bear scrounge around looking for food. It was our little towns claim to fame. People would drive from all around to watch the bear. Every time we took our trash to the dump, we had to have two people. One to keep an eye out for bear and the other to through our trash into the dump. If a bear came, the trash can stayed at the dump we just left.
Anyhow on this particular night, my father, the Forest Ranger, noticed a guy outside his vehicle with a two year old child on his shoulders walking over to bear with a bag of marshmallows. My dad jumped out the car so fast and told that guy to throw the bag of marshmallows at the bear and get back inside his car.
Fortunately the “city slicker” (that’s what we called people like him) followed directions and did get back into his car. Even one little friendly swipe of a bears paw would cause lots of damage to a person especially a little toddler.
NOTE: Photos were all found on the web.
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