Showing posts with label The Prune Song. Show all posts
Showing posts with label The Prune Song. Show all posts

Wednesday, July 11, 2012

Rock Stars at Children's Fest

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. He climbs way high on things and then he can't get down. I say, "My son! Come down from there this instant!" Chance can't get down, so I help him. He's so newborn he doesn't even have any teeth. Chance drinks chocolate owls' milk from a bottle. I look after Chance, too. He's a handful!


Know what? We got tambourines. One for me and one for Chance. Tambourines make noise. I love to make noise, don't you? We use them when we sing. Chance and me know lots of songs. We know Twinkle, Twinkle Little Star and the Prune Song and Farmer Brown and All Around the Circle and lots and lots of songs. We're pretty good singers. Well, Chance is too little to sing but he makes squeaky noises 'cuz he's happy.  We practise 'cuz we're gonna sing for boys and girls at Children's Fest at the Safety Village. That's in September, you know.

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 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 sing songs together! Okay! Over and out!"

Tuesday, July 6, 2010

We See London!

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? We're in London. Not London, England. We're in London, Ontario. That's two hours from our house. We rode with our buddies Lulu and Lilly Bug. We had fun in the car. We sang silly songs like The Prune Song and B-I-N-G-O. We can sing BINGO in French, too.

Bet you can't guess where we are. We're at Relish  with our buddies James and Rob. Relish a restaurant in Wortley Village. That's in London and London is in O Canada our home and native land.  We played with Miss Katelynn at Relish. She's nice. We wanted to sit outside. It was pretty hot outside. It was 35C. Miss Katelynn brought us ice water to drink. We asked for bendy straws, too.

There's lots of good food at Relish, you know. I wanted porridge with gummy worms but they were all out. I ate a burger. It was yummy and that's one of the four food groups in the Canada Food Guide.  The four food groups are yummy, sticky, sweet and nasty.  I don't like nasty foods like brocollies and sauerkrauts but I hold my nose and take two bites. Chance just drank condensed owls' milk from his bottle. He doesn't have any teeth 'cuz he's a newborn cubby.

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. Eat out of doors in the summer time. James says food tastes better outside. It's true! We can eat Smarties and drink root beer. Oh! Wait! Come over to Relish and eat with us! Okay! Over and out!"

Wednesday, February 24, 2010

Grandma Donna

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're sitting on Grandma Donna's lap. She's the bestest Grandma ever! She makes quilts. She made the pretty purple quilt on our bed. Grandma Donna tells us stories about the olden days and sings songs with us like The Prune Song. She lets us help her cook. We make gingerbread persons.  She tickles our ears and kisses our noses. We l-o-v-e Grandma Donna. Oh! Wait! Grandma Donna has a horse. The horse's name is Jeannie. Jeannie can go faster than my bike! I like to ride horses, don't you?

Did you hear that? James is hollering, "Where's my handsome bear cubs?" That's me! Charles. That's Chance! We're handsome bear cubs! We are gonna go to the stable with him and Grandma Donna and feed Jeannie some carrots and some sugar cubes. Carrots and sugar cubes are yummy and they're in the Canada Food Guide. Okay! This is me, Charles the Bear Cub saying, "Be good citizens! Visit your Grandma. Maybe she will let you help her make gingerbread beings and ride the horse! Over and out!"

Wednesday, December 2, 2009

Rock Band


Hi. I'm Charles the Bear Cub. You know me. I live on Sparkle Road with my buddy,  James. He is old and forgetful. 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're rock stars. We got our own band. Pots and wooden spoons make good instruments. I sing songs and Chance makes squeaky noises. We know lots of songs like Sally Go 'Round the Sun, The Prune Song, The Smarties Song and the Army Song Oh! Wait! We can sing it for you!

They say that in the army
The food is mighty fine
A pea rolled off the table
And killed a friend of mine.

Oh I don't want no more of army life
Gee Ma, I want to go
Back to Ontario
Gee Ma, I want to go home.

They say that in the Army
The Jeeps are mighty fine
They go around the corner
And leave the wheels behind.


Oh I don't want no more of Army life
Gee Ma, I want to go
Back to Ontario
Gee Ma, I want to go home.


Did you hear that? It'sJames. He's hollering, "Attention all handsome bear cubs! Attention all Sons of Windsor! Attention you Princes of Ontario!  Roll call!" He means us, Charles and Chance. We're gonna go find him and let him tickle our ears and kiss our noses. James gives the bestest hugs. Know what? We're having Red River Cereal for breakfast. I l-o-v-e Red River Cereal, 'specially with gummy worms in it.

This is me, Charles the Bear Cub saying, "Eat a good breakfast so you can be good citizens all day long. Eat all of it. Starving children in Belgium would love to have Red River Cereal!  Over and out!"

Monday, September 14, 2009

$10 million and Prunes


Hi. I'm Charles the Bear Cub. I live on Sparkle Road with my buddy, James. I look after him 'cuz he's forgetful and really old. He says he was the second Canadian to get off Noah's Ark. 

Know what? I had so much fun at the Olde Sandwich Towne Festival! We ate ribs and wings and pizza and bestest of all--wallermelons. Those are very yummy and important 'cuz they're in the Canada Food Guide. Know what? I bought a ticket and I might win $10 million. Do you know how many Smarties you can get for $10 million? I bet I couldn't carry them all home on my blue bike with the Canada flag on it! Oh. Wait. I'd make two trips. Yeah, for sure. Know what? I know The Prune Song. Ready?

No matter how young a prune may be
He's always full of wrinkles
We get wrinkles on our face
Prunes get wrinkles every place.

Baby prunes are like their Dad
But they're not wrinkled but not quite so bad.
We get wrinkles on our face
Prunes get wrinkles every place!
No matter how young a prune may be,
He's always full of wrinkles!

Same song,
second verse,
a little bit louder,
And a little bit worse!

Okay, you can sing it with me! I know. If you come over we can eat prunes and sing about them, too! If I had a little brother he could sing with us. I want a baby brother but  James just laughs, tickles my ears and says, "Oh, Charles. You're a handful. Fat chance!" This is me, Charles, saying 'over and out!'