Bombay Grill House

Chance, Frankie and me are reading the menu with our Buddy Peter and Grandpa James at the Bombay Grill House.

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! Oh. Wait! Frankie lives with us, too!

We're at the Bombay Grill House. That's on Mill Street right around the corner from our house on Sparkle Road.  We get to eat Indian food. I l-o-v-e Indian food. It's yummy and yummy is one of the four food groups in Canada's Food Guide. The other food groups are sweet, sticky and nasty. I don't like to eat nasty foods like broccolis and saurkrauts. Grandpa James says they're good for me, so I have to take two bites but I hold my nose.

All the food is yummy at Bombay Grill House. There's lots of good things to eat for vegetable-tarians and for meat-atarians, too. I want to eat everything!

I know where India is. It's on the big map over my bed. India is a pretty big place, you know. We can't go there on VIA Rail. We have to take an airplane. I can fly, you know. I got to pilot an Air Canada jet last summer when we went from Charlottetown to St. John's, Newfoundland and Labrador. Captain Henry said, "Charles! You're only five. Who taught you to pilot a jetliner?" I told him that I learned to fly at the Scruffy Maple Day Care Centre on Sandwich Street. It's part of the Harper Government's pre-school anti-terrorism initiative.

Frankie is showing off. He's sitting in the plate. I'm not going to eat you, Frankie!

We love pakoras!

 We get to order from the menu. I know what a menu is. It's a list of all the foods you can eat. We want pakoras and bhel poori. We love to eat them. They're very yummy. We tell the nice server what we want to eat and she tells the chef and then we can eat!

Chance and Frankie check out the pakoras. Chance is so newborn he doesn't have any teeth but he likes to lick them.

Chance is sitting upside down! He's showing off, you know. That's not very good table manners, Chance!

 

 

 Our food is here. That's good, 'cuz we're as hungry as bears. Grandpa James says, "Charles, don't be a pig!" I'm not a pig, I'm a bear cub. Grandpa James says, "Frankie! Don't wolf your food down!" Frankie's not a wolf, he's a bear cub, too! Chance wants to taste the lassi. He usually drinks chocolate owls' milk but he loves lassi, too.

Everybody at the Bombay Grill House is very nice.

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! Grandpa James hollers, "Where's Frankie? Where's my Knight of Knewfoundland and my Lord of Labrador? 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 Bombay Grill House and eat together! Okay! Over and out!"

Storytime

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! Oh. Wait! Frankie lives with us, too. He's our cousin.

Know what? Miss Kimberly is at our house. She brought her buddy Russ. Russ is a bear cub like us.
We get to sit on Miss Kimberly's lap. She reads to us. We love to hear stories.  She reads Goofus and Gallant. That's one of our favourite stories. Sometimes We don't act like Goofus. We act like Gallant. Chance and Frankie and Russ like the story, too. Chance is so newborn he tries to lick the pages. We don't lick books. Goofus would lick the pages.

 Every night after we say our prayers and we climb into bed, Grandpa James reads to us. Grandpa James reads a story from My Bible Friends. They're good stories, you know. We got lots of friends in the Bible.

I can read you know. I learned to read at the Scruffy Maple Day Care Centre. That's on Sandwich Street in Windsor. I know where Windsor is. It's in O Canada. Chance and Frankie like it when I read to them.

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! Where's Frankie? Where's my Knight of Knewfoundland and my Lord of Labrador? We're handsome bear cubs. We're Sons of Windsor and Princes of Ontario! Frankie is the Knight of Knewfoundland and Lord of Labrador. 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. Read every day. Then you can eat Smarties and drink root beer. Oh! Wait! Come over to our house and play with us! We can read together! Okay! Over and out!"

Miss Lorrie Trims Our Fur for Spring

Miss Lorrie holds Chance, Frankie and me on her lap.

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! Oh. Wait! Know what? Frankie lives with us, too! Frankie is four, you know.

Miss Lorrie says, "Lean way back in the chair, Charles. I'm going to shampoo you."

 Today we're getting our fur trimmed so we can be ready for spring. Miss Lorrie is a hairdresser for boys and girls and grownups, too. Miss Lorrie is very kind and gentle. She's the bestest hairdresser for bear cubs, you know. 

Miss Lorrie lives in this big 'ole blue house on Mill Street in Olde Sandwich Towne. That's in Windsor, you know. Everybody knows Windsor is in O Canada.

 Miss Lorrie lives in a famous house. It's blue. It's at 351 Mill Street. It's really, really old but I bet Grandpa James is older! Grandpa James says it's a Queen Anne House. I'm gonna tell you a secret. I think Miss Lorrie is a princess!

Miss Lorrie takes out my hearing aid before she shampoos my head.

I like the shampoo part of our visit. My fur gets really clean. Shampoos are really fun. Miss Lorrie makes lots of bubbles. Bubbles are pretty. Bubbles tickle. Bubbles make us laugh.

When the shampoo is finished I get to sit under the hair dryer. It looks like a space helmet. The air is hot. I could be an astronaut when I grow up. Oh, wait! I might want to be a hairdresser like Miss Lorrie! I know! I will be a hairdresser astronaut! Miss Lorrie and me can cut hair in outer space!

Miss Lorrie cuts the fur around my ears.

The clippers make a little noise but I'm not afraid. I sit very still.

Now, I'm all done and ready for spring! It's Frankie's turn and Chance's turn to sit in the chair. They're very small so Grandpa James has to hold them on his lap. See?

Frankie sits very still for Miss Lorrie. He's a very good cub.

Chance is a newborn cubby. Miss Lorrie shows Chance how to sit. Grandpa James hangs onto him 'cuz sometimes Chance jumps.

Now, we're all done! Miss Lorrie gives us all great big bear hugs. We have to say 'good-bye' 'cuz we wanna go play in the sunshine. "Good-bye, Miss Lorrie! Thank you for all the fun!" We'll come back, you know.

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! He says, "Where's Frankie? Where's my Knight of Knewfoundland and my Lord of Labrador?"

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 visit Miss Lorrie and get our fur trimmed together! Okay! Over and out!"