"Who was that?" asked our new friend as the taxi sped away. Panda had run to the edge of the street to get a better look. "I know who I hope it wasn't," I said. "We had issues with some men in a taxi like that when we were in Tokyo for the Olympics." The …
"Hey, is that Daddy?" Panda and I were looking at some old pictures on Mom's computer. We only know Daddy from pictures, but I was pretty sure Panda was right. "Yes, that's him," I replied. "You can tell by his happy smile and disposition." Panda nodded. "It looks like they were at Cayucos," he observed. …
So Mom had been telling me it was almost time for my yearly shots. But I had kind of forgotten about it, and was enjoying a nice nap in my red chair, when before I knew it. . . …I found myself in my cat carrier in the garage. This did not bode well. When …
Building vocabulary with Foster and Panda When Panda and Foster's adventures became popular with the students at our church's Christian school, I realized that the stories could be a great way for kids to learn vocabulary. As a teacher (albeit retired) of both Spanish and English as a second language, I know that one of …
"Foster! Is that you?" I was standing in dismay, looking down the street where Panda had disappeared around the corner, when I heard my name. "Foster! What are you doing here in Tokyo?" Imagine my surprise when I turned and there was a penguin with sunglasses on, standing beside me! "Who are you?" I asked …
"Hiii-Ya! I heard Panda's voice from the ironing board and looked down at him, puzzled. "Umm...excuse me?" I said. "Would you mind telling me what you're doing down there?" "I'm practicing my karate moves," Panda responded, as if it were the most natural thing in the world. "Watch this!" He executed a flawless flip and …
"Remember the last time we went to outer space?" I asked the question as we were reminiscing about our first time in space. Panda was silent for a moment. "Yeah," he replied at length. "That was a wild trip!" I looked at him, raising my eyebrows. "Only because you got lost in space," I pointed …
"Panda!" Foster exclaimed. "How did you get down there?" "Well, I'm not positive," I replied, trying not to sound irritated. "But I think it's safe to say somebody pushed me off the chair." "Aww, I'm sorry buddy," Foster replied sheepishly. "I didn't realize I was taking up the whole chair. Are you okay?" "Umm..." I …
"So, Panda, do you mind telling me where you've been all afternoon?" I admit I was a little surprised that Foster would even ask that. I hadn't thought he would notice I was gone. "Well," I began calmly, unruffled by this untoward interrogation. "I was at Fig Garden with Mom and Aunt Gail." "Seriously?" Foster …
"Panda!" I cautioned. "Don't touch the computer!" "It's okay, Bro," Panda replied. "I'm only looking at some old blog posts we helped Mom make." "Okay," I said, against my better judgment. "But don't get us stuck in the Amazon rain forest like you did last time!" "No worries," Panda replied reassuringly. "This time I'm only …
