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 ...
white bear. I have read that if they are hunger or evil, they can eat everything. They have sharp teeth and strong paws. Suddenly I understood that it was a mother of a little bear, who had been found. In one day my Expedition save a little bear, who lost his mum. We could bring a little bear in my camp and gave fresh and tasty fish the child. But white bear wasn't happy. He was boring for mum. And she found him. I wasn't afraid of the bear's mother. I took him out of the box and I gave him his mother. I saw that they were happy to be together. And white bear and her little baby went to Arctic. I got up and couldn't understand it was a dream or not.
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