Charles to the Rescue!

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. I help him remember.

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? Chance is so little he doesn't talk. He makes squeaky noises when he's happy and squawky noises when he's hungry or has poo in his diaper. He doesn't like to wear his diaper. He takes it off when no one is looking. He doesn't have any teeth. Chance  doesn't eat Smarties or peanut butter and licorice sandwiches, like me. Chance can only drink condensed owls' milk from a bottle.

Know what else Chance does? Chance climbs things. He can climb way up high but he can't get down. Last Christmas he climbed up to the top of the Christmas tree. I had to say, "My son! Come down from there this instant!"


Chance climbed up into the tree. He likes to be way up high. He likes to look down. Then he gets scared 'cuz it's a long way down and he's a very tiny little cubby. One time the fire fighters came in their big red fire truck and they had to rescue him.

I could be a fire fighter, you know. I could wear a helmet and boots. I could squirt water on a fire. When I wasn't busy fighting fires,  I could rescue Chance and kittens, too!

 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. Do good deeds! Rescue your friends and buddies if they get stuck way high in trees.  Then you can eat Smarties and drink root beer. Oh! Wait! Come over to our house ! We can be fire fighters and rescue people and wee little bear cubs and kittens together! Okay! Over and out!"

Boat Ride on the MV Senator

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. I help him remember.

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? We're on a boat ride. The ship has a name. It's  The Senator.  The boat goes up and down the Detroit River. The river is right by our house on Sparkle Road. It's a pretty big boat, you know. The Senator can carry 200 good citizens on a trip.

There is good food to eat on the boat.  There is a big barbecue. I l-o-v-e barbecue, don't you? They can give you root beer and Smarties, if you ask ahead of time. We ride up and down the river. There's lots to see. We pass by salties and lakers. Those are really BIG ships. They're full of cargo.

James knows a poem about ships. It goes like this-

Quinquireme of Nineveh from distant Ophir, 
Rowing home to haven in sunny Palestine,
With a cargo of ivory,
And apes and peacocks,
Sandalwood, cedarwood, and sweet white wine.

Stately Spanish galleon coming from the Isthmus,
Dipping through the Tropics by the palm-green shores,
With a cargo of diamonds,
Emeralds, amythysts,
Topazes, and cinnamon, and gold moidores.

Dirty British coaster with a salt-caked smoke stack,
Butting through the Channel in the mad March days,
With a cargo of Tyne coal,
Road-rails, pig-lead,
Firewood, iron-ware, and cheap tin trays. 


THE END.

I always say, "The End" so you know the poem is finished. That's a good idea, 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. Do good deeds. Then you can eat Smarties and drink root beer. Oh! Wait! Come over to our house! We can ride on The Senator together! Okay! Over and out!"

Breakfast is Important

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. I help him remember.

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? Chance and me are eating breakfast. Breakfast is the most important meal of the day. If we don't eat breakfast we can get cranky. Chance is a wee little thing. He doesn't have any teeth. He can only drink condensed owls' milk out of his bottle. Before we eat, we say grace. I tell God  'thank you' for the good food. Chance doesn't talk yet so he can't pray but when I say 'amen' he makes a little squeaky noise.' That means he's happy.

I get to eat porridge for breakfast. I l-o-v-e porridge. It's yummy and yummy is one of the four food groups in the Canada Food Guide. James says that porridge is full of protein and fibre. He says growing bear cubs like me need all the protein and fibre I can get. I like porridge with gummy worms in it. Sometimes James puts Smarties in my porridge instead of gummy worms.

I put peanut butter  on my toast sometimes. I can make pictures in the peanut butter. Sometimes I draw happy faces in the peanut butter. Happy food tastes better, you know. Today, James drew sunshine on my peanut butter toast.  I like Kraft peanut butter 'cuz it's got pictures of bear cubs on the bottle.

Oh, wait!  I drink apple juice, too.

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. Eat breakfast. Do good deeds. Then you can eat Smarties and drink root beer. Oh! Wait! Come over to our house and play with us! We can have fun together! Okay! Over and out!"

Friday Afghan Fun

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? Today is Friday. We're having fun with our afghan. Auntie Susan J made it for us. It's green and very soft. Chance licks the wool and tries to eat the afghan. I don't think afghans are in the Canada Food Guide. Chance doesn't know any better, he's a wee little thing. He doesn't even have teeth, yet. He can only drink condensed owls' milk out of a bottle.

There are lots of games we can pay with our afghan. We can play Hide and Seek. We can play Big Green Monster. That's a fun game. I get underneath the afghan and crawl around, chasing Chance. I holler, "I'm a Big Green Monster and I'm very hungry. I'm as hungry as a bear. I would sure like to snack on a bear cub!" Then I roar real loud and Chance runs as fast as his little legs can carry him. When I catch him, I throw the afghan over him and tickle him and make him laugh. I'm glad I have a little brother to play with.

 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. Play games with your brother and your afghan. Eat Smarties and drink root beer. Be sure to brush and frost your teeth so you don't get cavities.  Oh! Wait! Come over to our house and play with us! We can play together! Okay! Over and out!"

Sunday

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 sitting at my desk. I'm making a list of fun things for Chance and me to do today. I already wrote down four things.

1. Help James make peanut butter and licorice sandwiches for lunch.
2. Dig  a really big hole in the back yard.
3. Play "I'm A-Gonna Get You!" with Chance.
4. Nap.

I'm A-Gonna Get You is a fun game. I holler real loud and Chance is supposed to run far away from me. I have to give him a head start 'cuz he's really little and doesn't run very fast. Chance runs and runs and runs. He makes little squeaky noises when he's happy. He makes lots of squeaky noises when we play. When Chance is 'it' I let him catch me. That's part of being a good brother, 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. 

We played really hard. Now it's time for our nap. I'm sleepy. Chance is sleepy, too. James will tell us a nap time story and we will fall asleep.

This is me, Charles the Bear Cub saying, "Be good citizens. Play nicely. Then you can eat Smarties and drink root beer. Oh! Wait! Come over to our house and play with us! We can play together! Okay! Over and out!"

Fun with Mirrors

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? We're having fun with mirrors. When we look we see ourselves. Then there are two of us!

Mirrors are fun to play with. We play Peek-a-Boo. Chance makes little squeaky noises when he sees himself. Squeaky noises means he's happy.  James says it's a good thing they're just mirrors 'cuz we'd be a real handful if there were two Charles and two Chances!  I'm an Internet Poem Star. I know a poem about mirrors. Here it is--

Mirror at Mackenzie Hall,
Who's the handsomest cub of all?
Is it  Chance or is it me?
Tell me mirror, tell for free.
THE END!

I always say 'the end' when I'm finished my poem so you know it's over. Good idea, eh.


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. Do good deeds! Then you can eat Smarties and drink root beer and play with mirrors. Oh! Wait! Come over to our house and play with us! We can have fun together! Okay! Over and out!"

Our Visit with Dr. Greg

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? We're visiting Dr. Greg. He's a dentist. I know what dentists do. They are tooth doctors. Dr. Greg is very nice. He says I have a cavity. Cavities are bad. They are little holes. They come when we don't brush and frost after eating Smarties and and wallermelon and drinking root beer. Sugar isn't nice to our teeth.

Dr. Greg says, "This will pinch a little bit. He puts my mouth to sleep so he can chase away the cavity. I'm very brave. I hold very still and almost don't cry at all. That's 'cuz I'm five and Chance is watching. I have to be brave for Chance, you know. I set a good example. When we're all done, I get a really pretty sticker! Chance gets one, too. We'll be back to see Dr. Greg and Miss Donna in January. Remember to be true to your teeth or they will be false to you!

I could be a dentist you know. I would say, "Open wider, please" and "turn your head this way." Then I would use the drill to chase away the cavities. Cavities would be afraid of Dr. Charles. I would give all the brave little bear cubs stickers and Spiderman toothpaste and Ninja toothbrushes, too.

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. Brush and frost your teeth every time you eat Smarties and drink root beer. Oh! Wait! Come over to our house and play with us! We can brush and frost together! Over and out!"

We Visit Dr. Happy Feet

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? We're at the Sandwich Community Health Centre. We're visiting Allistair. He is a chiropodist. I know what a chiropodist is. It's a person who looks after our feet and makes them happy. If our feet hurt we can be pretty grumpy you know.

Allistair is very gentle. He says, "Hop up there on the chair, Charles and show me your feet." Chance shows Allistair his feet, too. Allistair is Dr. Happy Feet. I'm glad he's looking after my feet. Know what? I have two feet. I use my feet to run real fast, you know. I can run faster than anybody, especially when I wear my Cat-in-the-Hat sox that my friend Tanner gave me. Allistair says my feet are pretty good feet. That's good 'cuz I don't know where I'd get new ones!

I know a poem about sox and feet. Ready?

I like sox
Upon my feet,
They keep me warm,
 I think they're neat.
THE END.

Maybe I will be an Internet Poem Star when I grow up.

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. Be nice to your feet. Let Allistair look after them for you. Then we can race together. We can eat Smarties and drink root beer. Oh! Wait! Come over to our house and play with us! We can race up and down Sandwich Street together! Okay! Over and out!"

Our Visit with Miss Donna at the Dentist's Office

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? Chance and me are visiting Dr. Greg and Miss Donna. He is a dentist. I know what a dentist is. He looks at our teeth 'cuz he's a tooth doctor.

Today Miss Donna is cleaning my teeth. I brush my teeth after every meal with Spiderman toothpaste and my Ninja toothbrush. Oh! Wait! Then I frost them with the little green string. Two times a year I get my toofies cleaned by Miss Donna. She's the boss of tooth cleaning. She's very nice. She has a nice laugh. She might be a princess, you know.

Chance doesn't have to get his teeth cleaned 'cuz he doesn't have any. He's a wee little thing, a newborn cubby.  He just drinks condensed owls' milk in his bottle.

Miss Donna checks Chance's gums. She says they're healthy gums. That's good. I don't know where unhealthy gums go. Maybe they go to a gum hospital. Maybe we could ride in an ambulance to the gum hospital and we can make siren noises!  I'll ask James. He knows lots of things. He'll know, for sure!

Miss Donna gave us stickers 'cuz we're brave. Well, I was brave. Chance climbed up on top of the light and Miss Donna had to get him down. Chance climbs on everything he can. He took off his diaper, too. He really is a handful, 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. Brush you teeth and frost them, too. Then you can eat Smarties and drink root beer. Oh. Then you have to brush and frost some more. Know what?  Be true to you teeth or they will be false to you!   Oh! Wait! Come over to our house and play with us! We can brush and frost together!  Okay! Over and out!"

Closet, The Play

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? We're going to Mackenzie Hall tonight. That's on Sandwich Street. I think it's a castle.We're going to Mackenzie Hall tonight to see a play that our buddy James wrote. It's a funny play, called Closet. Our buddies Joey the Elder, Joey the Younger and Clinton are in the play. They're actors. I could be an actor you know. That's a fun job.  I could be a director, too. I would say, "Let's take it from the top of page 24."

Chance and me get to stay up way past our bedtime to see the play. I know Chance will fall asleep 'cuz he's a wee little thing. Newborn cubbies sleep a lot, you know.  I'm bringing Chance's favourite green afghan blankie and a bottle of condensed owls' milk for him, too.  Theatre is lots of fun, 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. Come to Mackenzie Hall and see the play.  Oh! Wait! Come the the Great Auditorium and sit with us! The show starts at eight o'clock. Chance and me will save you a seat! Okay! Over and out!"

Fun Things to Do on Civic Holiday

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. I 

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? Today is Civic Holiday all across the province. It's a nice day to play and go on a picnic. Chance and me are having fun we look into the mirror and make faces. I know how to make the very scariest of faces. They make Chance squeak right out loud. Whoever laughs first is the loser. It's a fun game to play, you know.

Sometimes James says, "Boys! Go outside and see if you're there." We run outside to play in the back yard. There are lots of things to do in the back yard. We can dig holes. We can climb the sugar maple. We can take our space ray guns and hunt for lions, too. Oh. We can ride up and down the sidewalk on my blue bike with the Canada flag on it.

We get to eat lunch outside. I l-o-v-e eating outdoors. James says food tastes better when we eat it outside. We had Smarties and root beer. Oh, wait! We had peanut butter and licorice sandwiches, too. They're all yummy and yummy is one of the four good groups in the Canada Food Guide. 

After lunch we got to ride in the rocking chair and then we took our naps on the living room floor, right in front of the TV fire. Chance falls asleep real fast and makes little snory noises. He's so cute when he sleeps.

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 on Civic Holiday Then you can eat Smarties and drink root beer. Oh! Wait! Come over to our house and play with us! We can pick play together! Okay! Over and out!"

Lights

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? Chance and me climbed up on top of this lamp. James always tells us that good citizens are like lights. He says it's our job to shine. We try to be good, kind bear cubs and make people smile. Everyone likes that 'cuz they fell better.

I'm glad that is how we shine 'cuz bear cubs don't come with electric cords to plug into the wall socket. I don't think I want to be an electric cub. Chance and me are pretty busy and would use up a lot of hydro!

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. Be kind and helpful Then you can eat Smarties and drink root beer. Oh! Wait! Come over to our house and play with us! We can have fun together! Okay! Over and out!"