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!"