Charles and Chance Drive a Firetruck

Chance and me are driving a fire truck!

Hi. I'm Charles the Bear Cub. You know me. I live on Sparkle Road with my buddy, Grandpa 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 at the Safety Village. There's a fire truck and the nice firefighters gave me a fire hat and everything! I could be a firefighter when I grow up. I could put out fires and rescue people from burning houses. Firefighters have very important jobs, you know. They rescue people and protect everyone in Windsor.

Chance is too newborn to be a firefighter but he could be one when he grows up.

Being a firefighter can be dangerous. Firefighters are very brave, you know. Being brave means not being afraid to help. I'm glad that firefighters at the Windsor Fire Department are our friends.

Oh. Wait! Did you hear that? Grandpa 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 Grandpa 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 to friends and neighbours. Then you can eat Smarties and drink root beer. Oh! Wait! Come over to our house and play with us! We can go to the Safety Village for Children's Fest and ride the fire truck together! Okay! Over and out!"