The Story of The Polar Bear Cub
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Here I am,once again were I was five years ago.I was only one years old the last time I was here.A small,tiny polar bear cub.
Here’s how it all started:’Wait for me!”I cried to my mother.I was the youngest in my family.I had a sister and a brother.My father had been poached before I was born.
