I, Nonny Bear, am an inventor. I suppose that when I patent my inventions, I will probably go with the name Yochanan Bear because it sounds more official. Then, when I am famous for all of my inventions, I will call myself Nonny Bear.
Would you like to know what I’m working on now? I’m going to tell you anyway. I’m working on a special contraption for my wheelchair. You see I have trouble holding a drink on my own because my hands sometimes decide to go every which way. I tell my fingers to bend right and they bend left. I tell them to bend left and they think of a totally new direction to go in. It’s not like I can’t hold a cup but it’s annoying. And I don’t want to hold a sippy cup like a baby.
But I’m not one to mope about these sorts of things. Instead I must come up with an invention to fix this problem.
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