Wednesday, February 17, 2010

Fountain Climbing


Hi. I'm Charles the Bear Cub. You know me. I live on Sparkle Road with my buddy, James. He's old and forgetful, so I have to look after him. Oh. Wait! Chance lives with us, too. He's a newborn cubby someone left in a basket on our doorstep. He's a wee little thing.

Know what? I'm fountain climbing. The fountain is in front of our Post Office. I climbed way up here so I can everything. Everything looks different way high in the air. I can see Chance but he can't see me. This is a good place to hide! In the summer the fountain is full of water and we can play in the water. I asked James how old he is. He says he's so old he's the second Canadian to get off Noah's Ark. He must be really old 'cuz he doesn't want to climb the fountain and hide here with me.

Oh! Did you hear that? Chance is making little squawky noises. He wants me to come down from the fountain and play with him. My buddy James is hollering, "Where's my handsome bear cubs?" That's me! Charles. That's Chance! We'll go see James and he'll scoop us up in his arms, tickle our ears and kiss our noses. I gotta get down from here. This is me, Charles the Bear Cub saying, "Be good citizens. Find a fountain to climb and everything will look different! Over and out!"

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