Gatwick Bear and the Secret Plans Read Online Free PDF
Author: Anna Cuffaro
Jet who flies like a jet? No, sorry, she hasnât seen Jet, eitherâ.
Gatwick waited a while: â He might get here soonâ, he thought. He waited and waited, but his friend didnât turn up. As he trundled Little Sister out of the airport, Gatwick saw some brochures. He took a handful and made his way to the bus. First they would go down to the city.
But, Jet had already arrived and, from his hiding place, had seen Little Sister get into Gatwickâs box. He followed them out of the airport.
Gatwick stood at the bus stop and studied the timetable. There were lots of numbers above ten. Scratching his head in confusion, he thought: â Mmmm, maybe I should just wait for the bus to turn upâ. The bus soon came along. When Gatwick tried to get the box up the steps, he found he couldnât manage it â Little Sister was heavier than she looked. The bus driver stepped down to help him.
âMamma mia, thatâsa heavy. What hava you got in der, many brick?â
âNo, Iâve got a fishing rod, a pencil sharpener, and my Little Sisterâ.
Gatwick held out the silver shilling to pay for his fare.
âOh, you are so simpatico. I take you free because you maka me laugh such muchâ.
Gatwick had forgotten to tell him that he also had a cheque for £20,000 in there, but never mind, it was too late to tell him now. The driver was still laughing. When they arrived in the city centre, the driver helped Gatwick down the steps with the box.
âExcuse me. Could you tell me where thereâs a bank?â
âOh, you are so simpatico. In Lugano much bank, much bank. More bank in Lugano than light in the street. You go, you see bankâ.
It was true. As soon as Gatwick turned around he saw a bank. But before he cashed his cheque, he wanted to let Little Sister out of the box. He carefully untied the knot and opened the box. He peered into the box. Little Sister sprang out as chuffed as can be. She would have crashed into his round head, if he hadnât been quick to get out of the way:
âOh, it was so hot in there, Gatwick. I thought I was going to dieâ.
âDonât be silly Little Sister, you were only born a few years ago. Youâre too young to die. Put all those nasty thoughts out of your mind. Letâs enjoy ourselvesâ.
âOf course, I will, Gatwickâ. Little Sister saw a handbag shop. âOh, Gatwick, please, please, please, will you buy me a handbag?â
âYou know I will. Itâs just that weâve got to go to the bank first to get some moneyâ.
So Little Sister and Gatwick crossed the road. They were good cubs. When the little green man appeared on the lights, they walked across. A big white van was parked on that side of the road and the bears had to walk round it to get into the bank. There were roadworks, some men were digging a huge hole and laying cables. Gatwick strolled into the bank with Little Sister trailing after him. Jet had followed them into the bank and swooped down behind a plant where, hiding amongst the leaves, he had a direct line of sight to the cashiers. Little Sister lolled in an armchair and admired the pictures in a magazine, while she was waiting for Gatwick.
âGood afternoon, Mr. Cashier. I won a lot of money scratching a card with my wooden spoon on my flight here. The flight attendant gave me this piece of paper. She told me I could swap it for a lot of money in a bankâ.
âI see. I needa to check this and will be backa in a minuteâ.
Jet couldnât understand what was happening. He had never been in a bank before. In fact, he didnât even know it was a bank, neither did he know what a bank was. But, he had to have something to tell the Eagles otherwise they would get nasty. The cashier came back.
âSorry to keepa you waiting, sir. I hada to talk to the managerâ.
His phone rang. He kept saying: âYes..., no..., yes..., no... Excuse me sir, we
Gatwick waited a while: â He might get here soonâ, he thought. He waited and waited, but his friend didnât turn up. As he trundled Little Sister out of the airport, Gatwick saw some brochures. He took a handful and made his way to the bus. First they would go down to the city.
But, Jet had already arrived and, from his hiding place, had seen Little Sister get into Gatwickâs box. He followed them out of the airport.
Gatwick stood at the bus stop and studied the timetable. There were lots of numbers above ten. Scratching his head in confusion, he thought: â Mmmm, maybe I should just wait for the bus to turn upâ. The bus soon came along. When Gatwick tried to get the box up the steps, he found he couldnât manage it â Little Sister was heavier than she looked. The bus driver stepped down to help him.
âMamma mia, thatâsa heavy. What hava you got in der, many brick?â
âNo, Iâve got a fishing rod, a pencil sharpener, and my Little Sisterâ.
Gatwick held out the silver shilling to pay for his fare.
âOh, you are so simpatico. I take you free because you maka me laugh such muchâ.
Gatwick had forgotten to tell him that he also had a cheque for £20,000 in there, but never mind, it was too late to tell him now. The driver was still laughing. When they arrived in the city centre, the driver helped Gatwick down the steps with the box.
âExcuse me. Could you tell me where thereâs a bank?â
âOh, you are so simpatico. In Lugano much bank, much bank. More bank in Lugano than light in the street. You go, you see bankâ.
It was true. As soon as Gatwick turned around he saw a bank. But before he cashed his cheque, he wanted to let Little Sister out of the box. He carefully untied the knot and opened the box. He peered into the box. Little Sister sprang out as chuffed as can be. She would have crashed into his round head, if he hadnât been quick to get out of the way:
âOh, it was so hot in there, Gatwick. I thought I was going to dieâ.
âDonât be silly Little Sister, you were only born a few years ago. Youâre too young to die. Put all those nasty thoughts out of your mind. Letâs enjoy ourselvesâ.
âOf course, I will, Gatwickâ. Little Sister saw a handbag shop. âOh, Gatwick, please, please, please, will you buy me a handbag?â
âYou know I will. Itâs just that weâve got to go to the bank first to get some moneyâ.
So Little Sister and Gatwick crossed the road. They were good cubs. When the little green man appeared on the lights, they walked across. A big white van was parked on that side of the road and the bears had to walk round it to get into the bank. There were roadworks, some men were digging a huge hole and laying cables. Gatwick strolled into the bank with Little Sister trailing after him. Jet had followed them into the bank and swooped down behind a plant where, hiding amongst the leaves, he had a direct line of sight to the cashiers. Little Sister lolled in an armchair and admired the pictures in a magazine, while she was waiting for Gatwick.
âGood afternoon, Mr. Cashier. I won a lot of money scratching a card with my wooden spoon on my flight here. The flight attendant gave me this piece of paper. She told me I could swap it for a lot of money in a bankâ.
âI see. I needa to check this and will be backa in a minuteâ.
Jet couldnât understand what was happening. He had never been in a bank before. In fact, he didnât even know it was a bank, neither did he know what a bank was. But, he had to have something to tell the Eagles otherwise they would get nasty. The cashier came back.
âSorry to keepa you waiting, sir. I hada to talk to the managerâ.
His phone rang. He kept saying: âYes..., no..., yes..., no... Excuse me sir, we
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