I’m going to Africa. There are a lot of funny animals. I’ll make friends with them. There it will be great, cool. And no snow. I hate snow” And one day Snowy really left his family for Africa by a ship. The travelling was awful. Poor thing! He suffered immensely. It was hot and there were no ice, no snow. At night in his dreams Snowy saw again his family, beautiful ice sparkling in the sun and his friends. If only his Mum could take him back home. His journey was finished at last. He was in Africa, in the country of his dream. It was extremely hot there and Snowy felt ill. He had high temperature and was sleeping all the time. In Africa nobody played snowballs and nobody made snowmen but Snowy enjoyed plying snowballs so much! In his dreams he saw dancing snowflakes and singing icicles. One day he opened his eyes and saw his Mum. She was standing near his bed and crying. “Mum, are you going to take me back home to Arctic? I would like to see ice and snow and I miss my friends”. “Of course my darling. It was so awful without you in Arctic.” And there was again a long travelling. But Snowy felt optimistic , he was going home. Snowy was very happy again in Arctic, because he was a polar bear and a real polar bear could live only among ice and snow