In a far away land, where all animals and trees lived together, was a family of bears. Sometimes they looked for food, sometimes they slept; sometimes they laughed and sometimes they wept. They savoured each moment as it came. The bear family and its friends used to have a merry time together. But, even with all the merriment Mama Bear often felt the need for something for her family.
It was always gloomy out there in the far away land with the only light coming from the moonshine. Even though others were content with the moonlight the mama bear wasn't, because she feels her children deserve more. So, one day she decided that she will go look out for some light.
Mama bear prepared Papa bear and her little bears for she was set to start her journey to find the light. She packed some bread in a little basket and off she went.
On her way she met a mouse, “Oh, is that you Mama Bear? Where are you off to?”, asked the Mouse.
“ I am following the moonshine, I am sure it will lead me to the light.”
“That is wonderful, “Why don’t you ask the caterpillars for directions here? They have been looking at the moonshine for days now” he said.
The caterpillar said “Thank you Mr. Mouse, Mama Bear, I think you should ask the trees. They are so tall, they can see exactly where the moon gets its shine”
So mama bear found the tallest tree and asked “Dear tree, could you please look from the top and tell me where I should go to find the light?
“The light? Yes, the light! I have seen it. At a distance.” Said the sleepy tall tree. “The birds always fly to the moonshine. I am sure they will tell you where the light comes from.”
Mama Bear looked around for a bird and spotted one flying and asked for help,”The light is found towards the North mountain, just follow me, it is not very far” He said.
After walking for a while Mama Bear could now see the North mountain.Overjoyed she made her way up the slope. On the mountain top she saw all that light. She was beaming, just like the light she was seeing. Mama Bear collected all the light that she could in her little bread basket and made her way back down the mountain. She met the tree and the bird and thanked them. On the way home, she left some light near the mouse hole for the mouse, but the caterpillars were nowhere to be found, they had turned into butterflies and were swarming around the bread basket for the light illuminating the path.
By the time she got home, there was not much light left in her basket. Her children and Papa Bear were overjoyed in having her back in the den. She hugged them tight. “I have little light left in the bread basket, but the path which leads us to light is fully illuminated.” “Children, I got how much I could, but when you are ready to make that journey to the mountain, you can easily find the path as it is now illuminated.”