Before I took part in the Expedition through the Arctic, I had lived by a schedule. In the Arctic you lose sense of time. Having 24 hours of sunlight we could start our hiking at what we thought was 3 PM but it was actually 3 AM.
Our entire being was focused on one thing: survival.
That day or night (I can’t say for sure) I was on polar bear watch while the others were sleeping.
I didn’t have to fall asleep so I looked outside for some fresh air and came face to face with a ...
polar bear cub! At first I was afraid but after that I saw: it was so little and very fluffy! I noticed that it was very unhappy; I thought a bear cub had been lost. I had to help him, but I didn’t know how. It was a very difficult problem for me. His parents were somewhere in the Artic. But I decided to help him. I thought our travel would be hard. I took necessary things and food, and we went away. We were going for a very long time; we came to North- Atlantic Ocean. Stop! We couldn’t go further. We decided to stop there. I took food and started to eat, and I gave some food for a polar bear cub. When we finished eating, I heard something strange.
I couldn’t understand what it was. My new friend heard that voice, too. And I thought a bear cub had understood it. We followed that voice. When we stopped, we saw many polar bears. My friend was very happy, because he found hisparents.
It was a very interesting story with the good end. And now I am telling it to children and I know it can happen with all people.
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