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I
have
many good memories of Yosemite, but I think my best was seeing the bear
with its cubs walking across the river. We were just getting done
with writing in our notebooks and were all getting rounded up to talk
about it when we here my friend yell, "Bear!" We all turned
suddenly and to our surprise, a bear with her little cubs walking
across the rocks on the river. We all took a step back in fear
and got our cameras out to take pictures. While all this was
happening, I was thinking about how I was sitting on the rocks right
where the bears crossed about ten minutes ago. I was thinking
about how amazing but scary it would be to go face to face with a bear
and her cubs. I was thankful that I wasn't there when the bears
crossed, but I was amazed how calm the mom bear was around
people. The bear just kept going like a movie star when all the
flashes are going off from the paparazi's cameras. I was very
happy to see this sight because none of the other groups had seen a
bear, so we were the only group to see a bear. Seeing the bear
was my favorite memory from Yosemite.
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