Showing posts with label blue bike. Show all posts
Showing posts with label blue bike. Show all posts

Monday, June 27, 2011

My Trip to Hospital

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 only drinks chocolate owls' milk in his bottle 'cuz he doesn't have any teeth! Chance takes off his diaper when we're not watching him and then he climbs way high on things. Then he can't get down and he makes little squawky noises 'cuz he's stuck. I say, "My son! Come down from there this instant!" I have to rescue him. He's a handful!

Chance and me are at Hotel-Dieu Grace. That's a hospital. I know what hospitals are. Hospitals are places to go when you're sick. Know what? I had an accident this morning. I fell off my blue bike, the one with the Canada flag on it. I got hurt. I tried to be brave but I cried 'cuz I really hurted.

 Good thing I was wearing my brain bucket. That's what Grandpa James calls my safety helmet. I had to see the doctor and have a CAT Scan. I thought it was a kitten. I like kittens. Cats make nice friends. A CAT Scan isn't a kitten at all! A CAT Scan is a machine that looks inside of me to see what's wrong.

I had to drink a whole bottle of a banana-flavoured shake before the CAT Scan. The CAT Scan can see the shake inside of me. I'd like to look inside my buddies and friends! Wow! That's a super power I'd like to have! It's better than being invisible!

Chance and me are sitting on the CAT Scan. It's like a big bed with a doughnut on top! I l-o-v-e doughnuts, don't you? If it was a real doughnut I'd eat it all up!



I have to lie down and be really, really still 'cuz the doughnut is going to look inside of me and see if I'm okay. Chance wants to ride with me but he can't. It's just one cub at a time. He can have his turn later.

Look at me! I'm flat on my back. I'm holding still. The bed is moving! I'm riding right into the doughnut hole! The CAT Scan can talk! A nice voice says, "Take a deep breath and hold it." I can do that! I'm five, you know. I can follow instructions. Ask Miss Jackie. She's my teacher at the Scruffy Maple Day Care Centre. She puts lots of red stars and Canada flags and yellow happy faces on my work 'cuz I'm smart.

Then the voice says, "Breathe." I can do that, too! This is easy. I'm not afraid at all. The nice lady put a band on my head so it doesn't wiggle while I'm inside the CAT Scan. "Look out! Good citizens! Charles the Bear Cub comin' through!

We wait until the nice lady says I'm gonna be fine. We can go home, now. That's the bestest news, you know. Hotel-Dieu Grace is a nice hospital but it's more fun to be at home on Sparkle Road in Olde Sandwich Towne. That's in Windsor. I know where Windsor is. It's in O Canada.

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. Ride your bike carefully. Always wear your brain bucket. If you get hurt, go to Hotel-Dieu Grace and the nice doctors, nurses and all the other kind people will help you get well. Oh! Wait! Come over to our house and play with us! We can ride bikes together! If we get hurt we'll go to Hotel-Dieu Grace and ride in the CAT Scan! Okay! Over and out!"

Saturday, February 26, 2011

Fun at Big Pita

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. He's my 'dopted baby brother. Is he ever a handful! He climbs way high on things and can't get down. I have to say, "My son! Come down from there this instant!" Chance makes little squawky noises 'cuz he's afraid. I have to climb up and get him. James says, "Charles to the rescue!"

Know what? We're at Big Pita. It's a restaurant on Sandwich Street right by our house. I l-o-v-e to eat there. The food is taste-o-liscious. They got shawarma and French fries, too. I always put ketchup on my French fries. Ketchup comes from Heinz in Leamington. That's out in the county. Ketchup is our friend.

I'm going to order some food for us to eat. Know what? The bestest food at Big Pita is baklava. Did you ever eat baklava?

Look at Chance. He climbed right up on top of the baklava! He's not supposed to be up there. "Chance! Come down from there this instant!" He wants baklava but he doesn't know he's sitting on the lid. He can't have any if he's on top of the lid!  Chance is a real handful. He doesn't have any teeth 'cuz he's a newborn cubby. He just licks the honey off the baklava. Chance licks everything.

Baklava is a dessert. It's yummy, sweet and sticky. That's three of the four food groups in Canada's Food Guide, you know. Baklava is full of honey and nuts.

James says baklava comes from the Middle East. I don't know exactly where that is but it's far away from our house. I can't go there on my blue bike. I don't think it's in Quebec. That's where the Eastern Townships are. I went to Cub Camp there last summer. Good thing baklava can come here!

Baklava is a special dessert for holidays like Christmas and New Year's Day and Ramadan. Know what? I would eat baklava every day if James would let me.

James says I don't need to eat baklava every day. He says I'm sweet enough. Chance must think so. Last night he licked my ear. That tickles, 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. Oh. He might have to wash our faces and paws. We're pretty sticky 'cuz we got baklava all over ourselves.

 This is me, Charles the Bear Cub saying, "Be good citizens. Do kind deeds for your neighbours and friends. Then you can eat baklava and drink root beer.

Oh! Wait! Come over to our house and play with us! We can go to Big Pita together and eat lots and lots of baklava! Okay! Over and out!"

Sunday, July 25, 2010

Sunday

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 sitting in the summer sun. That's a good thing to do on a Sunday. The flowers smell nice. Chance is trying to eat them. We don't eat flowers. They're not even in the Canada Food Guide! He'll know better when he's five, like me.

Olde Sandwich Towne has brand new bicycle hitching posts. We watched the workmen put them up on Sandwich Street. I can lock up my blue bike on one and it will be there when I come back.

Some people steal bicycles. They aren't good citizens, you know. Good citizens don't take things that don't belong to them. Know what else? Chance and me can climb up on top of a hitching post. We can see really far when we're way up high. That's a fun thing to do.

Today we're gonna go on a lion hunt in the back yard. We got space ray guns from the Mill Dollar Store. Hunting for lions is fun. We say,

Goin' on a lion hunt,
One, two three.
Goin' on a lion hunt,
Can't catch me!

Then we sneak up quietly on any lions that are in the back yard and catch them. Chance gets excited when we hunt for lions. Chance makes little squeaky noises 'cuz he's happy. The lions can hear him and they run away.

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.  Lock up your bicycle so bad people won't steal them. Remember to hunt for lions and eat Smarties and drink root beer. Oh! Wait! If you don't have any lions in your back yard, come over to our house and play with us!  Okay! Over and out!"

Wednesday, July 21, 2010

Driving on Sandwich Street

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? Maggie and Dave visited Olde Sandwich Towne. They're nice people and they're the bosses of the Santa Claus Parade in November and the Olde Sandwich Towne Festival in September, too.  I like parades. I like festivals, too. Thousands of people come to have fun on our street, then. There's music and food a bouncy castle and face painting and lots of fun things to do.


Maggie and Dave are visiting Bill and Aggie at The MiLL . It's a good place to eat, you know. I l-o-v-e Greek food. Oh! Wait! The French fries are yummy, too. Growing bear cubs need French fries with ketchup. We need porridge with gummy worms too, but that's for breakfast.

Maggie and Dave have a Club Car to ride in. It goes really fast. I can drive, you know. I'm five. I don't need a driver's permit if I stay on the sidewalk. I hang onto the steering wheel and push the gas pedal. I drive on the sidewalk. I honk the horn and holler, "Look out, citizens! Gang way! Charles and Chance a-comin' through!" People get out of the way so they don't get hurt.

Chance thinks he's driving but he's not. He's too little to drive. He's so little he doesn't even have a tail, yet. He can only drink condensed owls' milk out of a bottle 'cuz he doesn't have any teeth.

Driving the Club Car is almost as much fun as riding my blue bike up and down Sandwich Street. I have to be careful. I don't want to hurt anyone when I'm behind the wheel. Good citizens are polite drivers.

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. Drive carefully. Good citizens get to eat Smarties and drink root beer. Oh! Wait! Come over to our house and play with us! We can ride up and down Sandwich Street together! Okay! Over and out!"

Wednesday, July 7, 2010

Places We Don't Eat Peanut Butter

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! 

There are places where we do NOT eat peanut butter even if it is yummy and yummy is one of the four food groups in the Canada Food Guide. We don't eat peanut butter in the bathroom. We don't eat peanut butter on the living room carpet. We certainly do not eat peanut butter in bed.

Bear cubs who eat peanut butter in the bathroom or the living room carpet or in bed might get everything sticky. That's another one of the food groups in the Canada Food Guide. Bear cubs who disobey would have to sit on the Time Out Chair and think about what they did.  I don't like the Time Out Chair. I don't like to think about what I did. Thinking is hard, you know.

I'd rather ride my blue bike up and down Sandwich Street and dig holes in the back yard and climb the sugar maple and eat Smarties. That's more fun that the Time Out Chair. Know what else? Chance is a copy cat. I don't know why he's called a copy cat. He's not a cat. He's a bear cub. I think he's a copy cub. Chance does everything I do but I'm the one who has to sit on the Time Out Chair. James says Chance is too little to understand. I have to set a good example for him.



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. Obey the rules so you don't have to sit on the Time Out Chair.  Good citizens eat Smarties and drink root beer. Oh! Wait! Come over to our house and play with us! We can dig holes and play Space Invaders! Okay! Over and out!"

Friday, April 30, 2010

Picnic on the Detroit River

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. He says he remembers the invention of sunshine. He must be 20! That's really old! 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? I'm sitting here on the back step with my blue bike. It has a Canada flag on it. I'm waiting for James and Chance. Chance needed his diaper changed. I want them to hurry  'cuz when they come outside we're gonna ride our bikes on Russell Street down by the Detroit River.  James says Detroit is in the Knighted States. It's not part of O Canada. When we go to the Knighted States we take the Ambassador Bridge or the Detroit-Windsor Tunnel.

When we're hungry we'll stop, spread out our blanket next to the river and have a picnic! I l-o-v-e picnics, don't you? I know what's in the picnic basket. There's peanut butter and Smarties sandwiches and root beer and for dessert we get to eat wallermelon. We got so much food we could feed all the starving children in Belgium. We can watch the ducks and geese. I brought Smarties for them. I sure hope they like Smarties! I like to watch the boats and ships. James says some of them are 'salties' and some of them are 'lakers.'

Oh, good! Here comes Chance. He's all changed. Now he isn't stinky.

Oh. Wait! Did you hear that? James is hollering, "Who's ready for a picnic? 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. Do good deeds. Then you can go on picnics by the Detroit River and eat Smarties and drink root beer. Oh! Wait! Come over to our house and you can come on the picnic with us! Okay! Over and out!"

Friday, April 23, 2010

Our Picnic

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. He remembers the first tree. He must be really old! At least 20!  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 going to have a picnic. I know what a picnic is. We put all our food into the green bag. We got peanut butter and licorice sandwiches. We got wallermelon. I l-o-v-e wallermelon. We got Smarties, too. Oh, wait! We got mango juice. They're all yummy and that's one of the four food groups in the Canada Food Guide. We're gonna ride our bikes to the park and eat next to the Detroit River. Maybe we'll feed the ducks. They're always hungry, like those starving children in Belgium. I'm sure they like Smarties. Oh. Look! Chance climbed in the green bag. We're not going to eat him! Come out of there this instant, my son! He really is a handful.

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. Obey the rules. Good citizens get to go on picnics. I know! Come over to our house and have a picnic with us!  Okay! Over and out!"

Friday, March 26, 2010

Bedtime Prayers

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. This morning he put a bottle of soap in the fridge! 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!

We sure had fun today. We climbed trees . We dug holes in the back yard. We rode our bikes up and down Sandwich Street and made siren sounds. We ate Smarties and gummy worms and peanut butter. We played with Uncle Darryl and Auntie Alexandria.

Now we're really tired and it's time to go to sleep. We ate our dinner and we had our baths. Now we're saying goodnight to God and we're going to go to Sleepy Town. I say, "Thank you God for all my friends and buddies. Thank you for all the food groups in the Canada Food Guide, except the nasty foods, God. Thank you for James and Chance. Oh. Wait! Thank you for my Cat-in-the-Hat sox, too. Amen." Amen means over and out.

Know what? Chance doesn't pray. He's too little to talk. He makes squeaky noises. I'm sure God knows what they mean. We're really sleepy.

James hugs us and kisses our noses and says, "Good-night my handsome bear cubs. Good-night my Sons of Windsor. Good-night 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're falling a-s-l-e-e-p. ZZZZZZZZZZZZZ.

Saturday, March 20, 2010

My Blue Bike


Hi. I'm Charles the Bear Cub. You know me. I live on Sparkle Road with my buddy, James. He's forgetful and really old. He was the second Canadian to get off Noah's Ark, you know. I have to help him remember where he puts things. 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 looking at my blue bike. It has a Canada flag on it. Today we get to bring it outside 'cuz spring is here! I can ride real fast on my bike. Elmer the Safety Elephant says we should wear helmets for protection. He's my friend. I wear a helmet so I don't hurt my head if I fall. Chance is too little ride a bike, so he rides with me. We have to get a helmet at Canadian Tire for a newborn cubby, you know. Chance might fall off and hurt himself. I l-o-v-e my blue bike. James has a green bike with a Canada flag on it. We ride up and down Sandwich Street and make siren noises. We ride over to Mac's Milk and get gummy worms and Smarties. That's fun!


Did you hear that? James is hollering, "Who wants to go for a bicycle ride? Where's my handsome bear cubs? Where are my Sons of Windsor? Where are my Princes of Ontario?" That's me! That's Chance, too! Okay. We gotta go now. We're gonna go outside and ride up and down Sandwich Street. This is me, Charles the Bear Cub saying, "Be good citizens. Ride your bikes! Over and out!"

Friday, March 19, 2010

Hurry Up Spring!

Hi. I'm Charles the Bear Cub. You know me. I live on Sparkle Road with my buddy, James. He's forgetful and really old. He was the second Canadian to get off Noah's Ark, you know. I have to help him remember where he put the porridge. 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 waiting for spring to come. James says spring will get here tomorrow at 1.32 pm. I wish spring would hurry up and get here. I don't know what spring looks like exactly but James says it's in the air. I think spring must be invisible! We got robins in our back yard. It's nice outside. Yesterday it was 20C. James says we broke a record. I'm glad I didn't break it. If I break something I have to sit on the Time Out Chair and think about what I did.

When spring comes James will bring out my blue bike with the Canada flag on it. That's good 'cuz I like to ride up and down Sandwich Street and make siren noises. Chance is too little to ride a bike but he can ride with me. Oh. Wait! We gotta get a helmet for Chance so he can ride safe. Hurry up and get here, spring. We got a lot of playing to do!

Did you hear that? James is hollering, "Where's my handsome bear cubs? Where are my Sons of Windsor? Where are my Princes of Ontario?" That's me! That's Chance, too! Okay. We gotta go now. We're gonna go outside and eat Smarties while we watch for spring. This is me, Charles the Bear Cub saying, "Be good citizens. Watch for spring! Over and out!"

Tuesday, March 2, 2010

Hanging Out with a Nice Lady

Hi. I'm Charles the Bear Cub. You know me. I live on Sparkle Road with my buddy, James. He's old and can't remember things like where he put the remote control for the TV, 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 climbed up here to talk to this nice lady. She is standing next to a church.  She doesn't talk at all. She must be very cold. James says she's a statue. I know what that means. She's real but she's not alive. She doesn't move. She just stays right here all the time. I'm glad I'm not a statue! I like to run and play. I like to climb trees and dig holes in the backyard.  I like to eat porridge with gummy worms. I like to ride my blue bike with the O Canada flag on it. Statues can't ride bikes or anything!

Did you hear that? James is hollering, "Where's my handsome bear cubs? Where are the Sons of Windsor? Where are the Princes of Ontario? Who wants hot chocolate at Tim Horton's?" I want hot chocolate at Tim Horton's. I'm a handsome bear cub. I'm a Son of Windsor! I'm a Prince of Ontario! So is Chance! We gotta get down from here so we can find James and get our ears tickled, our noses kissed and we can go to Timmy's and drink hot chocolate, too!

This is me, Charles the Bear Cub saying, "Be good citizens. Be nice to statues. Good citizens get to drink hot chocolate at Tim Horton's. Okay. Bye for now. Over and out!"

Monday, November 2, 2009

Breakfast is the Most Important Meal of the Day


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. I look after him, too.

Know what? We're eating breakfast. I got porridge with gummy worms in it. I lo-v-e porridge. I l-o-v-e gummy worms, too. Chance is too little to eat porridge. He doesn't have any teeth. He can't eat gummy worms. He drinks out of a bottle. He gets condensed owls' milk and sometimes he gets apple juice. Breakfast is the most important meal of the day. All the yummy food makes me grow strong so I can dig holes in the back yard and climb trees and ride my blue bike up and down Sandwich Street. I sure hope you have a good breakfast! We gotta go. Special Ed James is taking us to the park. This is, Charles the Bear Cub saying, "Be good citizens. Eat breakfast. Over and out!"

Saturday, October 17, 2009

On Track with VIA Rail




Hi. I'm Charles the Bear Cub. I live on Sparkle Road with my buddy, James. I have to look after him 'cuz he's old and forgetful. Today he forgot his glasses. I found them. They were on his head!   Oh, wait. Chance lives with us, too. He's a newborn cubby someone left on our doorstep one morning. He's a wee little thing. I have to look after him, too.

Look at me! I'm way up here on the VIA Rail sign. I l-o-v-e to ride on the train. It goes fast. It goes faster than my blue bike with the Canada flag on it. We go lots of places on the train. We go to London to visit our buddy Darryl. We go to T.O. to visit the doctor. We go to Cornwall to see William and Michael. Know what? We can go all the way to Montreal on the train. That's in Quebec. People say 'bonjour' in Quebec. That's 'cuz they speak French. Know what? I can speak French cuz I went to bear cub camp in Quebec last summer.

Oh, wait! We can go to Florida. I don't know where Florida is but Susan J. lives there and I can climb way up high  and eat oranges right off the orange tree. See! I can buy my own ticket at VIA Rail. Chance is so tiny he doesn't have to buy a ticket. He gets to ride for free. That's a good thing 'cuz he doesn't even know how to push the buttons. We get to eat on the train. The food is yummy. Know what? They don't have brocollis on the train. I hate them. Brocollis are nasty. Nasty should be a food group in the Canada Food Guide. I eat them 'cuz Special Ed James says I have to be a good sample for Chance. He copies everything I do. He's a copycat. I don't know why we say 'copycat.' He should be a copycub.  I hold my nose and eat my brocollis. Did you hear that? James is hollering, "Who's a handsome bear cub? Who's a Son of Windsor? Where's my Princes of Ontario?" That's me! Charles! That's Chance, too!  I better get down from here. I want James to tickle my ears and kiss my nose until I laugh right out loud. Chance doesn't really laugh. He's too little. He makes squeaky noises when he's happy. This is me, Charles the Bear Cub saying, 'Be good citizens! Get ready to travel! All aboard!"

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!'

Tuesday, September 1, 2009

Sliding




Hi. I'm Charles the Bear Cub. I live on Sparkle Road with my buddy, James. Sparkle Road is right near Sandwich Street in Olde Sandwich Towne. That's part of Windsor.

Look at me! I'm at Mackenzie Hall. I found a new game to play. I climb up the stairs and slide down the banister. I holler, "Whee!" on the way down. Then I climb the stairs and do it all over again. This is a fun game. It's almost as much fun as riding my blue bike with the Canada flag on it and digging holes in the backyard.

Know what? All this sliding makes me hungry. I'm gonna ask James to go with me to Mac's and we can get some gummy worms. No. Wait. Maybe we'll get a box of Smarties. We lick them and put them on our faces and make Smarties tattoos. We can share them but we have to eat the red ones last. That's rule number two when you eat Smarties. Yeah. That's what we'll do. Okay. I gotta go. Hope you get to eat Smarties today. Don't forget to lick them and put them on your face. That's fun! Bye for now. This is Charles the Bear Cub saying, "Over and out!"

Thursday, August 20, 2009

Climbing on Cars


Hi. I'm Charles the Bear Cub. You know me. I live on Sparkle Road with my buddy James.  I look after him 'cuz he's forgetful and really old. He was the second Canadian to get off Noah's Ark. He remembers the invention of the rainbow!

Look at me! I'm way up here on top of the car! It's fun to climb way up high. I can see everything from here. I wish I could see tomorrow but I don't know where to look. I know. If I stay up here all night, then I can see tomorrow. Oh. Then it wouldn't be tomorrow. It would be today. Then maybe I can find yesterday.

Know what? Thinking is hard work. It makes me hungry. I'm gonna find  James and see if we can get on our blue bikes and go to Mac's Milk and get some Smarties. Yeah! Good idea. Okay! I gotta go! Bye for now. This is me, Charles the Bear Cub saying, "Climb way up high so you can see tomorrow! Over and out!"

Friday, August 14, 2009

Breakfast


Hi. I'm Charles the Bear Cub. You know me. I live with my buddy  James on Sparkle Road. That's not very far from Sandwich Street. I look after him 'cuz he's forgetful and old. He was the second Canadian to get off Noah's Ark. He must be really old.

Know what? I'm not having porridge with gummy worms for breakfast 'cuz it's too hot outside to cook. I'm having chocolate milk and wallermelons this morning. Oh. Wait. I got toasts with peanut butter and maple syrup, too.  James makes happy faces in the peanut butter when he spreads it on the toasts.

We thank God for the good food before we eat. This is what I say: "Thank you God for all the good food you put in the Canada Food Guide--except brocollis and sauerkrauts. They're nasty, God. You shouldn't make anybody eat them. Amen." I need to eat all my food 'cuz I'm going to be busy all day.

We're going to the park. I can ride my blue bike with the Canada flag on it, swing and slide and dig holes and climb trees and play Hide & Seek. Then we'll eat a picnic lunch and I'll read my Spiderman book before I take a nap under the big maple tree. On the way home we'll stop at Mary Ann's Bake Shoppe and get brownies. She makes the bestest brownies in the whole wide world. Oh! Wait! I gotta go. The day might start without me! Be a good citizen and make sure someone tickles your ears today. Bye for now. This is me, Charles the Bear Cub. Over and out! PS: I forgot. Okay. Bye!

Wednesday, August 5, 2009

Fire Hydrants


Hi. I'm Charles. I'm a handsome bear cub. You know me. I live on Sparkle Road with my buddy James.

Know what? I know what fire hydrants are for. They are for my dog friends, so they can go to the washroom. My friend Tanner told me that. He's a big 'ole yeller dog who lives with Cassidy the bunny rabbit.

Know what else? Sometimes there is a fire and the fire fighters hook their hoses up to the fire hydrant and spray everything with water. That is a fun way to take a bath. I wanna ride on a fire truck. I want to make the lights flash and make the siren sound really loud. I could be a fire righter, you know.

Oh! Wait! I can ride up and down the sidewalk on my blue bike with the Canada flag on it. I can make the siren sound. Okay! I gotta go play fire truck! This is me, Charles the Bear Cub saying, "Have fun when you play! Bye for now!"