Playing the Piano

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.

 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! 

Know what? I'm playing the piano. I know songs like Twinkle Twinkle Little Star and My Hat it Had Three Corners. I like to play the piano. I practise playing the scales. I could be a concert pianists, you know. Chance turns the pages for me. He's my helper. Sometimes he forgets to help and tries to eat the sheet music! We're not supposed to eat paper. It's not in the Canada Food Guide.

Sometimes Chance plays with me. We play Chopsticks and Heart and Soul. James says when two play the piano at the same time it's called a duet. Chance isn't very good yet, but he's just a wee little cubby and he'll get better, I know. Chance loves to play the piano. He makes little squeaky noises. That means he's happy.


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. Learn to play the piano. Then you can eat Smarties and drink root beer. Oh! Wait! Come over to our house and play the piano with us! We can make music together! Okay! Over and out!"