Showing posts with label Lego. Show all posts
Showing posts with label Lego. Show all posts

Monday, September 24, 2012

The Pro Bono Open House at the University of Windsor

Chance and me speak to law students at the University of Windsor. Testing, testing, one, two, three. Chance wants to lick the microphone. He's too newborn to know you can't eat microphones!
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!


Guess where we are? We're at the University of Windsor. That's a really big school, you know. I go to the Scruffy Maple Day Care Centre on Sandwich Street. Then I will go to General Brock School. After that I will go to Forster High School. Then I can go to the University of Windsor. That's a lot of school! I'll be really old!

 We're in the moot court.  Today is Pro Bono Launch Day. That means for the good. I know what good is. Good is doing what's right, even when it's not easy to do. Grandpa James says that doing right builds character. I don't think building character is like building stuff with my Legos. Grandpa James says character is invisible to us but everyone else can see it.


The students at the Pro Bono Society volunteer to help groups like the Crosstown Players. We're glad they want to help us. Chance and me love the theatre. Singing and dancing and acting are fun, you know.

The law students are thoughtful. Grandpa James says they are investing in our community. That's a good thing, you know.
Chance and me are get our picture taken with Ms. Anna (left). She's the boss of Career Services. Gordon (centre) and Matt (right) are the bosses of the Pro Bono Society. They're all really nice. Know what? They all like pizza!

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. Volunteer in your community. That builds character. When you do good things you get to eat Smarties and drink root beer. Oh! Wait! We get to go to Spago on Erie Street and eat Italian food, too! Come over to our house and play with us! We can go to the university and volunteer together! Okay! Over and out!"

Tuesday, March 23, 2010

Don't Be a Litter Bug!

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. I  help him remember. This morning he forgot to put on shoes before we went outside!  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? Spring is here. Spring is there. Spring is everywhere! Frosty the Snow Person disappeared. I don't know where he went but James says he won't come back for a long time. That's too bad 'cuz I like snow. Snow is a fun thing to play with. It's as much fun as Lego blocks.

I'm being a good citizen. Good citizens care. Good citizens pick up litter and put it in the recycling bin.  I know what litter is. It's trash and garbage. Picking up trash makes Sparkle Road and Sandwich Street look nicer. I like my neighbourhood and I want it to look good. Good citizens get to drink root beer and eat Smarties. They're yummy and that's a food group in the Canada Food Guide, you know. Bad citizens  litter. They should have to sit on the Time Out Chair and think about what they did. Maybe they should have to eat brocollis and sauerkrauts. They're nasty and that's another food group in the Canada Food Guide.

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. Pick up trash and garbage. Then you can eat Smarties and drink root beer. Oh! Wait! Come over to our house and play with us! We can pick up trash together! Okay! Over and out!"