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It was late. Mother Bear came to kiss her Little Bear good night.

“Little Bear,” said Mother Bear. “You are not asleep.”

“No, Mother,” said Little Bear. “I can’t sleep.”

“Why not?” asked Mother Bear.

“I’m wishing,” said Little Bear.

“What are you wishing for?” asked Mother Bear.

“I wish that I could sit on a cloud and fly around the world,” said Little Bear.

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

“Then I wish that I could find a Viking boat,” said Little Bear. “And the Vikings would say, ‘Come with us! Come with us! Here we go! Away! Away!’”

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

“Then I wish I could find a tunnel to China,” said Little Bear. “I would go to China and come back with chopsticks for you.”

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

“Then I wish I had a big red car,” said Little Bear. “I would go fast, fast. I would come to a big castle. A princess would come out and say, ‘Have some cake, Little Bear,’ and I would have some.”

“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.