Well, I arrived in New York and was so excited!!!
The nice man at the airport told me that this was not my final destination. Apparently, I’m going somewhere else after I reach the local Post Office…
I cannot wait to see where it is I am going!
I am a little lost bear. I have lost my owner, my friends, my home and my memory. I do have some cloudy memories of a little girl but I cannot see her face when I close my eyes. I cannot remember anything else about my life apart from that.
I think my name is Jumble. That was the name given to me by the old lady who found me.
I am trying to find my way back home using the postal service as a way to travel around the world.