<?xml version="1.0" encoding="utf-8" standalone="yes"?><rss version="2.0" xmlns:atom="http://www.w3.org/2005/Atom"><channel><title>Bear-Family on ʕ•ᴥ•ʔ Ate Bear Blog</title><link>/tags/bear-family/</link><description>Recent content in Bear-Family on ʕ•ᴥ•ʔ Ate Bear Blog</description><generator>Hugo</generator><language>en-US</language><copyright>Copyright © 2026 Ate Bear Blog</copyright><lastBuildDate>Wed, 27 May 2026 19:40:00 +0800</lastBuildDate><atom:link href="/tags/bear-family/index.xml" rel="self" type="application/rss+xml"/><item><title>We're Still a Bear Family ʕ•ᴥ•ʔ</title><link>/notes/were-still-a-bear-family-%CA%95%E1%B4%A5%CA%94/</link><pubDate>Wed, 27 May 2026 19:40:00 +0800</pubDate><guid>/notes/were-still-a-bear-family-%CA%95%E1%B4%A5%CA%94/</guid><description>&lt;p>&lt;strong>We’re Still a Bear Family ʕ•ᴥ•ʔ&lt;/strong>&lt;/p>
&lt;p>&lt;em>2026/05/27&lt;/em>&lt;/p>
&lt;p>I’m still very sad about it.&lt;/p>
&lt;p>My Bear family is no longer attending our church.&lt;/p>
&lt;p>It’s been 2 weeks and 3 days since Papa Bear told our pastor that they would no longer be attending church with us. I won’t disclose or mention the reason here. Thank you for understanding.&lt;/p>
&lt;p>With that, Mama Bear, Gummy Bear, and Little Bear also left with Papa Bear.&lt;/p></description></item><item><title>My Bear-Day ʕ•ᴥ•ʔ</title><link>/notes/my-bear-day-%CA%95%E1%B4%A5%CA%94/</link><pubDate>Thu, 23 Apr 2026 12:40:00 +0800</pubDate><guid>/notes/my-bear-day-%CA%95%E1%B4%A5%CA%94/</guid><description>&lt;p>&lt;strong>My Bear-Day ʕ•ᴥ•ʔ&lt;/strong>&lt;/p>
&lt;p>&lt;em>2026/04/23&lt;/em>&lt;/p>
&lt;p>I celebrated my &amp;ldquo;bear-day&amp;rdquo; this month in a forest near a river during Holy Week. I was with my bear family—and it also happened to be the first day of our church’s annual family camp.&lt;/p>
&lt;p>It was an unusual birthday for me. I was away from my real family, and there was no internet or phone signal, so I couldn’t contact them. But even so, I enjoyed every moment with my church family and my bear family.&lt;/p></description></item><item><title>Backstory of Ate Bear ʕ•ᴥ•ʔ</title><link>/notes/backstory-of-ate-bear-%CA%95%E1%B4%A5%CA%94/</link><pubDate>Wed, 22 Apr 2026 10:18:00 +0800</pubDate><guid>/notes/backstory-of-ate-bear-%CA%95%E1%B4%A5%CA%94/</guid><description>&lt;p>&lt;strong>Backstory of Ate Bear ʕ•ᴥ•ʔ&lt;/strong>&lt;/p>
&lt;p>&lt;em>2026/04/22&lt;/em>&lt;/p>
&lt;p>In our church community, I started giving people animal call signs. Some call me “bunny” 🐰, others call me “ducky” 🦆.&lt;/p>
&lt;p>But in one specific group, we became a family of bears 🐻.&lt;/p>
&lt;p>There are five of us: Mama Bear, Papa Bear, Baby Bear, Gummy Bear, and Little Bear.&lt;/p>
&lt;p>I was Baby Bear.&lt;/p>
&lt;p>I honestly don’t remember when it started.&lt;/p>
&lt;p>Mama Bear called me “Baby Bear” so often that she sometimes forgets my real name. Papa Bear isn’t really into the whole nickname thing. Gummy Bear didn’t like his name at first, but I think he’s accepted it now (lol). He’s almost 8 years old and loves teasing me—he calls me “Lazy Bear” or “Crazy Bear” instead.&lt;/p></description></item></channel></rss>