Special delivery

Today something beary interesting happened.

There was a knock at the door and then a loud thud.  When I opened the door, I saw a large box.

The box had this funny label on it.  I also noticed there was an airhole on the box. An airhole?  Could something be inside?  I put my ear to the box and listened - I heard something moving around!

Then, in a booming voice, the box said, "LET ME OUT!!"  I jumped back in surprise.  I was both curious and scared.  I cut the box carefully with scissors and opened it.  Inside...was a bear.  A beary beary beary LARGE bear.

"Finally!" the bear said, stretching his long arms.  I had never seen such a big bear in my entire life - only in movies.  He crawled out of the box and looked around.  Then he looked at me.

"Well, you're a small little bear," he said.

"I may be small but I have a big heart!" I said.  He laughed a hearty laugh.  I felt the ground shake.

"Yes, indeed.  I can tell you certainly have a lot of spunk. Thank you for letting me out of that box.  My name is Mr. Tibbs.  You can also call me Uncle Tibbs.  He extended his large paw for a pawshake.

"My name is Ajdin.  It is nice to meet you.  But I must ask, where do you come from and how did you get here?"

"Ah Ajdin, that is a very good question.  I have traveled all over the world.  I have been to many countries.  My most recent trip was to China, then I spent some time in Vermont.  And now... I am here."

"You must be very tired, Mr. Tibbs."

"Yes, I am," he said, yawning.

"In that case, here is a pillow and blanket.  You can take a nap on the couch," I told him.  In no time, Mr. Tibbs fell asleep.

Who exactly is Mr. Tibbs?  What was China like?  Do bears just magically appear at the doorstep in America?  I have so many questions to ask Mr. Tibbs after he wakes up.