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“You can’t have that wish, my Little Bear,” said Mother Bear.

“Then,” said Little Bear, “I wish a Mother Bear would come to me and say, ‘Would you like to hear a story?’”

“Well, maybe you can have that wish. That is just a little wish,” said Mother Bear.

“Thank you, Mother,” said Little Bear. “That was what I really wanted all the time.”

“What story would you like to hear?” asked Mother Bear.

“Tell me about me,” said Little Bear. “Tell me about the things I did.”

“Well,” started Mother Bear, “once you played in the snow, and you wanted something to put on.”

“Oh, yes. That was fun!” cried Little Bear. “Tell me something more about me.”

“Well,” said Mother Bear, “once you put on your space helmet and played going to the moon.”

“That was fun, too!” cried Little Bear. “Tell me something more about me.”

“Well,” said Mother Bear, “once you thought that you had no birthday cake, so you made Birthday Soup.”

“Oh, that was fun!” cried Little Bear. “And then you came with the cake. You always make me happy.”

Mother Bear smiled and looked at her Little Bear. “And now you can make me happy, too,” she said.

“How?” asked Little Bear.

“You can go to sleep,” said Mother Bear.

And Little Bear shut his eye and went to sleep.

Little Bear and Owl

“Little Bear,” said Mother Bear, “can you be my fisherman?”

“Yes, I can,” said Little Bear.

“Good,” said Mother Bear. “Will you go to the river? Will you catch a fish for us?”

“Yes, I will,” said Little Bear.

So Little Bear went to the river, and there he saw Owl.

Owl was sitting on a log. “Hello, Little Bear,” said Owl.

“Hello, Owl,” said Little Bear. “Father Bear is not home. He is fishing on the ocean. But Mother Bear wants a fish now, so I need to catch one.”

“Good,” said Owl. “Catch one!”

Little Bear fished. “I have one!” he said. “Is it too little?”

“It looks good to me,” said Owl.

“Well,” said Little Bear, “Father can catch big fish. He sails in a big boat, too.”

Owl said, “Some day you will be a big bear. You will catch big fish, and you will sail in a boat like Father Bear.”

“You know what?” said Little Bear. “We can play. The log can be a boat. I will be Father Bear. You can be you. And we are fishing.”

“Where we are fishing?” asked Owl.

“On the ocean,” said Little Bear.

“All right,” said Owl.

“Hooray!” said Little Bear. “See what I have?”

“What is it?” asked Owl.

“An octopus,” said Little Bear.

“Oh,” said Owl. “But see what I have?”

“What is it?” asked Little Bear.

“A whale,” said Owl.

“But a whale is too big,” said Little Bear.

“This is a little whale,” said Owl.

Just then Mother Bear came. “Where is the fish?” she asked.

Little Bear laughed, “How about an octopus?”

“An octopus?” said Mother Bear.

“Well, then,” said Owl, “how about a little whale?”

“A whale?” said Mother Bear. “No, thank you. No whale.”

“Then how about this little fish?” said Little Bear.

“Yes, thank you,” said Mother Bear, “this is just what I want.”

Little Bear said, “You will see. When I am as big as Father Bear, I will catch a real octopus.”