If I was a grizzly bear cub I would live with my Big Mama bear. Whenever a big male bear bothered me I would tell Big Mama bear to beat the tar out of him. My Big Mama bear is so strong. She is 15 years old.

My playmates would be Baby Bunny and Little Calf Moose. We would play Kick the Tree, Capture the Frog, Scare the Man, and Red Rover Red Rover Tear the Humans Pants Then Run All Over. We would have lots of fun playing those games. Once in awhile the humans would shoot at us. So we would run and hide. And when a big male grizzly ran after us again I would tell Big Mama that a crazy male bear was after us. So Big Mama would say," Dog gone those stupid - - - male bears!" Then she would go over and kill him. She would come home all bloody, so we would go to the river and she would wash up.

One day we saw a wounded moose. So Big Mama ran over and killed it. Then we had our supper. But Big Mama told me not to tell Little Calf Moose we ate moose so that Little Calf Moose would still be my friend. Then we went back home.

The next day we would walk what felt to me like thousands of miles and then return back home again. And when food go scarce we would eat berries and trash. But if people came near the trash we might think they were going to take our food. So Big Mama would get mad and attack the poor humans.Then we would go home and I would play with my friends.

One day a mean male bear killed my friend, Little Calf Moose. I was so sad. Then when it was time for hibernation Big Mama bear accidentally killed my friend Baby Bunny. I got mad and sad at the same time. So I told Big Mama that I was sorry I got mad and sad at the same time. Then Big Mama found a den and we began our long winter sleep. And that's the end I guess

by: Yvonne Evan, 9th grade

Marshall School, 1992