‘Our Sodas Are Getting Warm!’: Commentary by a Polar Bear
Hello there!,
Remember me? I’m one of the big friendly polar bears from the Coca-Cola commercials. You’re probably used to seeing us around the holidays, but we polar bears are up here at the North Pole all year round, playing, laughing, and enjoying ice-cold soda from glass bottles. Normally we’re happy bears, with our biggest worry being a curious cub accidentally tumbling down a snowy ridge into a pack of playful seals, but today we are GRUMPY bears! Why? Because our sodas are getting warm!
Look, I get it. You’re probably thinking to yourself, “Hey, it’s not like I want the polar bears to go unrefreshed ‘ heck, I even have an ornament of them that my grandma gave me back in ’96 ‘ but just making ends meet is hard enough without having to worry about bears!” Believe me, as a mother of three, I hear you. And yes, I’ve been a woman this whole time ‘ does that shock you? Anyway, my point is, we need your help. Badly. We barely even have internet up here, and I realize I just missed an opportunity for a pun with “bearly,” but I’m a little distracted right now. See, my youngest son recently went missing after tumbling into a group of tough-looking older seals. Normally, he’d have just handed them an icy cold Coke to diffuse the situation, but with no such refreshment available as a peace offering, the seals beat him mercilessly and dragged him away into the night. I miss my boy. I miss my soda.
Think of it this way: If you woke up one day and someone told you the only drink you could have from now on is room-temperature cola, what would you do? Would you sit on your paws? Wait for the situation to get better? No.
You would act.
-Annette Tomasetti
Mother/Blogger/Polar Bear
