Wednesday, March 19, 2014

A New Buddy

Hi. I'm Charles the Bear Cub. You know me. I'm five, you know. 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. Frankie is four. We go to the Scruffy Maple Day Care Centre on Sandwich Street. That's in Windsor. Windsor is in O Canada.

We went to see the doctor. We met a new buddy. Celena is very nice. Celena makes us laugh.  I will tell you a secret. I think Celena is a princess. Buddies have two feet and friends have four feet, you know.

We got to share Smarties and drink root beer with Celena. That's fun. Maybe she can come to Windsor and ride bicycles with us and climb the sugar maple in the back yard and have a picnic.

 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 is hollering, "Where's Frankie? Where's my Knight of Knewfoundland and my Lord of Labrador?" That's Frankie. He's the Knight of Knewfoundland and the 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 nice 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 have fun together Okay! Over and out!"

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