Showing posts with label fire fighters. Show all posts
Showing posts with label fire fighters. Show all posts

Monday, September 13, 2010

I Want to be a Fire Fighter!

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 way up here inside a big red fire truck. It belongs to the City of Windsor. I'm pretending to drive. Chance is my lookout. He makes little squeaky noises when he sees things in front of us on the road. The siren is really loud and the red lights flash, too. Everybody gets out of the way when a fire truck passes by!

Fire fighters have very important jobs. I know what they do. They go to fires and put them out with big hoses filled with water. The job can be dangerous, you know. Fire fighters are very brave.

I'm five. I'm big enough to wear a fire helmet. The nice fireman let me try it on. A helmet keeps my head safe. Chance is such a wee little thing he fits right inside his helmet. Newborn cubbies aren't big enough to be fire fighters. I think you have to be at least five.

I know! I'll ask Miss Jackie. She's my teacher at the Scruffy Maple Day Care Centre. She knows everything. I think she is a princess.


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. Don't start any fires. Then you can eat Smarties and drink root beer. Oh! Wait! Come over to our house and play with us! We can visit the fire truck together!  Okay! Over and out!"

Sunday, September 12, 2010

Olde Sandwich Towne Festival

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 weekend is the Olde Sandwich Towne Festival. It's lots of fun. We talked to the fire fighters and got to ride in the big red fire truck. There's good food and good music and a bouncy castle and yard sales and BMX bike stunts and music and contests for the best sandwich and the best chilli and there's root beer and Smarties and chocolate cake. I l-o-v-e chocolate cake. It's one of the four food groups in the Canada Food Guide. 

James even got interviewed by the CBC.

Chance and me are riding a BMX mountain bike. One of the guys let us ride on it. That was nice of him.  It's really fast. Did you know the wheels cost $600 each? That would buy a lot of Smarties, you know. I'm wearing a helmet 'cuz I want to keep my head safe. James says it's a 'brain bucket.' He often says silly things like that. Chance took his helmet off, already. He took off his diaper and his running shoes, too. He doesn't know any better, he's just a wee little cubby. He really is a handful!








Riding a fast bike is really fun. Look what we can do! The guys are really talented. They can jump up in the air on their bikes. It's fun to watch them. They do all kinds of tricks and they never get hurt. I can't wait to go to the Scruffy Maple Day Care Centre and learn how to ride my bike just like the guys do.

Nicole took the pictures. She's one of our bestest buddies. She's pretty good with a camera, you know. You can see more of her work at www.ncsphotography.com. 
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. Come to the Olde Sandwich Towne Festival. Then you can eat Smarties and drink root beer. Oh! Wait! Come over to our house and play with us! We can ride bikes together!  Okay! Over and out!"

Monday, September 6, 2010

Labour Day

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? Today is a holiday. It's Labour Day. I know what labour is. It's work. There's many different kinds of work, you know. A captain pilots a ship. A fire fighter gets kittens and cubs out of trees. A farmer grows tomatoes. A nurse looks after sick people. The bus driver takes us to the shopping centre. Chance and me work. We have jobs. We help take out the trash and put it in the blue dumpster. We help our buddy James cook food. After our bath, we help clean out the bathtub. James says we're pretty good helpers.

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. Say 'thank you' to all the nice people who work for you. Then you can eat Smarties and drink root beer. Oh! Wait! Come over to our house and play with us!  Okay! Over and out!"

Monday, August 30, 2010

Charles to the Rescue!

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.

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 is so little he doesn't talk. He makes squeaky noises when he's happy and squawky noises when he's hungry or has poo in his diaper. He doesn't like to wear his diaper. He takes it off when no one is looking. He doesn't have any teeth. Chance  doesn't eat Smarties or peanut butter and licorice sandwiches, like me. Chance can only drink condensed owls' milk from a bottle.

Know what else Chance does? Chance climbs things. He can climb way up high but he can't get down. Last Christmas he climbed up to the top of the Christmas tree. I had to say, "My son! Come down from there this instant!"


Chance climbed up into the tree. He likes to be way up high. He likes to look down. Then he gets scared 'cuz it's a long way down and he's a very tiny little cubby. One time the fire fighters came in their big red fire truck and they had to rescue him.

I could be a fire fighter, you know. I could wear a helmet and boots. I could squirt water on a fire. When I wasn't busy fighting fires,  I could rescue Chance and kittens, too!

 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. Do good deeds! Rescue your friends and buddies if they get stuck way high in trees.  Then you can eat Smarties and drink root beer. Oh! Wait! Come over to our house ! We can be fire fighters and rescue people and wee little bear cubs and kittens together! Okay! Over and out!"

Sunday, September 27, 2009

Our Family Tree


Hi. I'm Charles the Bear Cub. You know me. I live on Sparkle Road with my buddy,  James. Chance lives with us, too. Chance is a newborn cubby. I found him in a basket on our doorstep one morning, right next to the Windsor Star. Now we are a family of three.

Know what? Families are the people who love us. I am pretty sure Chance loves us but he can't talk yet. He's just a wee little thing. He hugs us and licks our noses. Chance makes squeaky noises when he's happy and squawky noises when he's hungry or his diaper is full of poo. Then he's stinky.

Look at us! We're way up here in the tree. It's our family tree. Chance may be little but he can already climb. His diaper is caught on the tree. He isn't very happy. I have to get him down before he falls. I'm five, you know. I'm too big for diapers. I get to run around bear naked. That's a pun. The family tree is a good place to climb.  I know the difference between the Christmas tree and the family tree. On the family tree we hang relatives.

We can see everything from up here. We had wallermelons for breakfast this morning. Chance can't eat wallermelons so he drank wallermelon juice from his bottle. He got all sticky and we had to give him a bath in the kitchen sink. Chance likes to splash. We got all wet.

Oh. Wait! Do you hear that? It's the fire truck siren! I'll get Chance down from the tree and we'll go see the fire fighters. They give us gummy worms. I l-o-v-e gummy worms. Know what? I'll ask  James to put some in the food processor and chop them all up so Chance can drink gummy worm juice right out of the bottle! Yeah. Gotta go! This is me, Charles the Bear Cub saying, 'over and out!'

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!"