Wednesday, April 14, 2010

The Blue Bike

Hi. I'm Charles the Bear Cub. You know me. I live on Sparkle Road with my buddy, James. He's really old. He was the second Canadian to get off Noah's Ark, you know. He says he's older than dirt. That must be really old!  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. I look after Chance, too. He's a handful!

Look at us! Chance and me are on my blue bicycle with the Canada flag on it. It's raining, so we are riding the bike inside. We can go really fast on the bike. I make siren noises. Chance doesn't talk but he makes squeaky noises 'cuz he's happy. We  obey the rules. Elmer the Safety Elephant taught us the rules. We wear helmets when we ride. We watch out for cars and people, too.  We're good citizens, you know.

Oh. Wait! Did you hear that? James is hollering, "Where are my handsome bear cubs? Where are my Sons of Windsor? Where are my Princes of Ontario? That's me! Charles! That's Chance! We're handsome bear cubs. We're Sons of Windsor and Princes of Ontario! We gotta go find James so we can get our ears tickled and our noses kissed.

This is me, Charles the Bear Cub saying, "Be good citizens.  Obey the rules when you ride your bike. I know! You can ride over to our house and we can drink root beer and eat Smarties, too! Okay! Over and out!"

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