I've been knitting these bears for about 10 years. No, not these particular bears, but ones like them. My Mum and I started making them and we had 51 of them ready when a friend was visiting an orphanage for blind children in Vietnam. It was just dumb luck that there happened to be 51 little kids in that facility. We kept on knitting them and gave them to Red Cross, and the police and the ambo's. They keep them in their cars to help comfort little kids who are caught up in traumatic events: fires, traffic accidents, domestic violence issues and such. We've sent out a couple of hundred of them.
Mum's moved on to a better place now, but I keep on knitting these little guys. They've become kind of like family members, and a little bit of me goes with each one. This litter is off to the Emergency Accommodation Centre, and they'll be adopted out there. I have to say though, that I'm not sure about that short fat guy in the middle. I'm wondering what the heck his mother got up to; and with whom!
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