The Slidey-Slide

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 having lots of fun.  We're on the slidey-slide. It's very bouncy. We slide down it real fast. It tickles my tummy to ride so fast. I holler real loud when I'm the slidey-slide. Chance doesn't really talk but he makes little squeaky noises when he's happy. I let him ride on my shoulders. Chance squeaks all the way down the slide. I watch him to make sure he doesn't hurt himself. When we get to the bottom, we climb to the top and slide down again.

All the sliding on the slidey-slide makes us hungry. Know what? James gave us each a toonie so we could get something to eat. I know what I want to eat. I want to eat a candy apple. I l-o-v-e candy apples. They're yummy, sticky and sweet. That's three of the four food groups in the Canada Food Guide.

The other food group is Nasty. Like brocollis and sauerkrauts. Those are nasty and I don't like to eat them. Know what else tastes nasty? Buckley's Cough Syrup . It's awful!

The candy apples cost $2. That's how much money a toonie is. It takes two loonies to make a toonie. I learned that from Miss Jackie at the Scruffy Maple Day Care Dentre. Know what else? Toonies have Queen Elizabeth on the front and a picture of bear on the back. I wonder if he's related to Chance and me. He could be be our polar cousin! James holds out a toonie and says, "See the Queen? Then he turns over the toonie and says, "Now you can see Her Majesty's bear behind!" That's a pun. I know what a pun is.

Queen Elizabeth is  our buddy and she's the boss of almost everybody except the Knighted States. When we go to Buckingham Palace we can climb trees in the back yard with Her Majesty and share a box of Smarties with her, too. I would say, "Would Your Majesty care for a Smartie? Hold your hand out and say, 'please.' Oh, Your Majesty, don't forget to eat the red ones last, my dear." I know how to make tattoos with Smarties. I would help Her Majesty how to make tattoos on her face with Smarties. That's fun!

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 polite to everyone, especially Her Majesty. Then you can eat Smarties and drink root beer with us. Oh! Wait! Come over to our house and we can slide on the slidey-slide and eat candy apples! We can go over to Queen Elizabeth's house and climb trees with Her Majesty!  Okay! Over and out!"

Snow People

Hi. I'm Charles the Bear Cub. You know me. I live on Sparkle Road with my buddy, James. He's old and forgetful, so I have to look after him. 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.

Know what? We made snow people! This is how we do it. We roll snow into balls and stack them on top of each other. Then we give them faces and put scarves and hats on them so they won't catch cold and have to take Buckley's Cough Syrup.  It tastes awful. I made a snow person. James made a snow person. Chance is too little, so we helped him make a snow person. He likes making snow people. I can tell 'cuz he makes little squeaky noises when he's happy. We named them Frosty, Freezy and Fred. Snow people don't talk, you know. I don't know what snow persons eat. I'm sure they like Smarties and licorice.  Chance and me don't need to wear snowsuits. We get to run around and play bare naked. That's a pun you know. I'm five. I know what puns are.

Did you hear that? James is hollering, "Where's my handsome bear cubs? Where are our Princes of Windsor?" That's me, Charles! That's Chance! We're handsome bear cubs. We're the Princes of Windsor! We better go find James. He'll tickle our ears and kiss our noses, too!

This is me, Charles the Bear Cub saying, "Be good citizens. Go outside and play in the snow. Make snow people and feed them Smarties and licorice. Eat some yourself. Okay, we gotta go. Over and out!"

Family Day

Hi. I'm Charles the Bear Cub. You know me. I live on Sparkle Road with my buddy, James. He forgets where he put his mitts. He's really old, too. He was the second Canadian to get off Noah's Ark. He must be 20 years old!  I have to look after him. 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.

Know what? Today is Family Day. It's a holiday. I know what a family is. It's me and Chance and James and you. Families do things together like make gingerbread beings and snow people. We read books together. Families laugh together and before bedtime we pray together. Families give each other lots of hugs and kisses on our noses and give us Buckley's Cough Mixture when we're sick with a cold. Buckley's tastes awful, but it works.  Families share wallermelons and Smarties and everything!

Did you hear that? James is hollering, "Who's my handsome bear cubs? Where are my Sons of Windsor? Where are my Princes of Ontario?" That's us! Charles and Chance. I'm a handsome bear cub!  I'm a Son of Windsor. I'm a Prince of Ontario! So is Chance! We'll go find  James and he can tickle our ears and kiss our noses! We gotta go! This is me, Charles the Bear Cub saying, "Be good citizens! Be nice to your family! Do something special for Family Day. Over and out!"