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Polar Bears

When it's cold outside and we are tucked up in our cosy bed, Luke, Resus, Cleo and I love to snuggle up together and imagine we're polar bears, huddled in our den with our mother. We emerge and slide down the snow, screaming with joyous laughter. We play in the snow, making snow angels and throwing snowballs. Our mother teaches us how to fish and survive fierce snowstorms.

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