I wrote a story. Here goes.
There once was a polar bear. This particular polar bear’s name was Lupas. One day, Lupas was hungry. He wanted fish, Lupas likes fish. So Lupas went to the nearby babbling brook. But since the brook was frozen over, it did not babble. This made Lupas sad. Lupas was sad. Lupas broke through the ice with his little paw and looked around for some fish. There was only one. Lupas swung at the fish with his little paw. He missed and fell into the water. Silly bear!
But Lupas wasn’t sad, he new he could do it if he tried harder. Just then, Lupas had an idea. He quickly fetched some bamboo and string to make a fishing pole. He dipped the string into the water and waited. And waited, and waited, and waited until Lupas saw a mistake he had made. There was no bait. Lupas looked and looked but did not find any worms. This made Lupas explode. Silly bear!
The End