Trail of Bears

On my way back to my car after teaching this morning, I noticed along the way that there was a trail of lost Gummi bears on the ground. Every few feet was another bear, rolled in dirt. They weren’t scattered like a whole bag had exploded; they were more like Hansel and Gretl’s breadcrumbs, one here, one there. It was very sad. (Those of you who know about my former addiction to sour Gummi bears will understand how sad.) Bears overboard!

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