my mom used to read me "little bear" when i was young. except in hebrew, it was called "doobe-dov." i think he made a space-suit out of a box. i remember he made birthday soup, too.
"And the sun pours down like honey On our lady of the harbour And she shows you where to look Among the garbage and the flowers There are heroes in the seaweed There are children in the morning They are leaning out for love And they will lean that way forever"