My Memories on Expedition



Фильцева Валерия. 11 лет. My Memories on Expedition.HIGH.

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 ...

puzzle.
The sun in the east woke up – it was a fine show.
I admired this beauty, wanted to wake my companions but I couldn’t come off the stretched splendid picture.
Suddenly under the sun beams something big and frightening appeared.
When it came nearer I understood it was a huge bird.
Flying over our camp it cried some strange and loud sounds.
My companions were woken with that and they were also amazing by a size and greatness of the bird.
Then the bird suddenly disappeared as it had appeared under the sun beams.

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