Bears!

One day when I was about 9 years old my mom took my little brother and I on a walk. We went to a bike trial. It was a long walk that led to a park. It was a nice walk I was on my scooter, and my brother was on his bike, my mom was just walking. Then out of nowhere a huge brown bear came out. That was the first time I saw a bear. I was not to scared I think I was to young to be scared. Then I saw how scared my mom was, and that scared me a lot. I read somewhere a mama bear will do anything to keep their babies safe. At the time my mom was the mama bear and she was ready to fight that bear if she had to. I have seen my mom mad and she could do damage. Lucky for the bear we just walked back and he didn't follow us.