Showing posts with label Crosstown Players. Show all posts
Showing posts with label Crosstown Players. Show all posts

Tuesday, May 27, 2014

We Walk the Mayor's Riverwalk for BANA


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 four. he goes to the Scruffy Maple Day Care Centre with me.

This is His Worship, Mayor Eddie. He's the boss of Windsor, you know.
Every year, Mayor Eddie invites Frankie, Chance and me to join His Worship on the Queen's Birthday. We walk with the Crosstown Players for five kilometres through the park. We raise money for BANA. That's the Bulimia and Anorexia Association, you know. It's an important group. The people there help boys and girls to eat right and have good body images. That's a very important job.

Our friends and buddies pledge money for our walk. We give the money to BANA. We made lots of money for BANA  this year. We're glad to help 'cuz it makes Windsor a better place. We're good citiziens because we do our part. Oh, wait! Good citizens get to eat Smarties and drink root beer. I love Smarties. I love root beer, too!

 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 handsome Frankie? Where's my 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. Walk for BANA Then you can eat Smarties and drink root beer. Oh! Wait! Come over to our house and walk with us! We can make Windsor a better place together! Okay! Over and out!"

Friday, September 14, 2012

Olde Sandwich Towne Festival 2012

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? We go to the Olde Sandwich Towne Festival. Well, the Olde Sandwich Towne Festival comes to us 'cuz we live here all year but the festival is only in September, right after I start school at the Scruffy Maple Day Care Centre. That's on Sandwich Street, too.

 The festival is extra special this year 'cuz of the Buy some tunnel of the war. I forget. It's a really big name and a long time ago. Grandpa James says it was a war and it started right here on Sandwich Street! Know what? People shouldn't fight. When they do, they should have to sit on the Time Out Chair and think about what they did.

Duke and Dolly are Belgian draft horses. They're brother and sister. Chance and me are brothers. It's nice to have family, eh.

Chance and me had lots of fun. Maggie and Dave get the police to put up signs. There are no cars 'cuz the street is blocked off. We got to drive a team of horses, too! I did the driving. Chance thinks he's helping but he's so newborn he doesn't know how. I am a good driver. I can say, "Giddyup!" and the Duke and Dolly move. They each weigh a tonne. That's a lot of horse! I wish Chance would move when I tell him. He doesn't weigh a whole kilo. Maybe I should holler, "Giddyup!" to Chance. I'll try it.

We helped with the yard sale for the Crosstown Players. We wished everyone "Happy Saint Sandwich Day!" and "Joyeuse Fete de St-Sandwich!"

Chance climbed into the basket! I have to get him out before someone tries to buy him! You can't sell little brothers, you know.
There is a parade. We l-o-v-e parades! There's even a bagpiper band. Grandpa James knows a riddle. Q: What's the difference between an onion and a bagpiper?
A: No one ever cries when you chop up a bagpiper.

I don't understand the riddle. Grandpa James says he'll explain it to me when I'm older. I'm pretty sure I'm old enough, now. I'm five, you know. That's pretty old.


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 Olde Sandwich Towne Festival together. We can play with Duke and Dolly, too! Okay! Over and out!"
 

Friday, July 1, 2011

Happy Birthday O Canada! Happy Birthday to Me, Too!

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? This is July 1. Today's my birthday! It's O Canada's birthday, too! I'm five. O Canada is 144. That's really old--but not as old as James. We're having a party with the cast and crew and friends of the Crosstown Players. 

Everybody sang  the Happy Birthday Song. We got balloons. Chance tried to eat the balloons. That's silly. We can't eat balloons! Chance is a newborn cubby and he doesn't know better. He tries to eat everything. We ate chocolate birthday cake with white icing and real strawberries. It looks the Canada flag. W had ice cream, too. They're yummy and sweet and sticky. That's three of the four food groups in Canada's Food Guide. I'm sure glad it's not broccoli cake or sauerkraut ice cream. I hate broccolis and sauerkrauts. They're nasty. Nasty is the other food group in Canada's Food Guide. I have to hold my nose and take two bites, anyway. If I don't, I have to sit on the Time Out Chair and think about all the starving children in Belgium. James says they'd be happy to eat broccolis and sauerkrauts. I know! I can put all my sauerkrauts and broccolis in an envelope and mail it to them! Good idea!  That's sharing! Sharing makes me a good citizen. Good citizens get to eat Smarties and drink root beer. I shared with my buddies and friends. I gave everybody a box of Smarties. They're my favouritest food in the whole wide world. I wonder if they have Smarties on the moon? I sure hope so.

Know what I got for my birthday? I got presents! I got Legos and a Spiderman cap and an O Canada puzzle and a big toy dump truck and five new story books--My Bible Friends. I can read, you know. That's because I go to the Scruffy Maple Day Care Centre on Sandwich Street. I learn lots of things there. Chance likes it when I read to him. He sits really still and he doesn't even try to eat the pages.

Oh! Wait! Did you hear that? That's James hollering, "Where's my handsome bear cubs? Where are my Sons of Windsor and 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 he can tickle our ears and kiss our noses!

This is me, Charles the bear cub, saying Happy Birthday O Canada! Happy Birthday to Me, too! Come over to our house and we can eat chocolate cake and ice cream, too! Over and out!