Showing posts with label sauerkraut. Show all posts
Showing posts with label sauerkraut. Show all posts

Wednesday, September 29, 2010

Grocery Shopping at Westside Foods





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 at Westside Foods. It's the grocery store by our house. I  l-o-v-e our grocery store. We buy food here. Ravan  is the owner. He's really nice. He always says 'Hello' when we come in the store.


The store is full of all kinds of good things to eat.  There is porridge and chocolate cookies and soap. We don't eat soap. Oh. There is milk and cheese, too. I drink chocolate milk and I eat cheese.

There are lots of farms all over Essex County. The  people who live on farms are called farmers, you know. Farmers grow food. They bring their fresh food to the store.''Know what?  Farmers around here grow wallermelons. I l-o-v-e wallermelons, don't  you? I could eat wallermelons all day long. They're as yummy as Smarties and licorices.






Yummy is one of the four food groups in the Canada Food Guide. The other food groups are sticky, sweet and nasty. I have brocollis and sauerkrauts. They're nasty. I don't want to  eat them at all. I hold my nose and take two bites so I can be a good example for Chance. One day he will have teeth and he won't drink condensed owls' milk out of a bottle anymore.

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. Help with the grocery shopping. Then you can eat Smarties and drink root beer. Oh! Wait! Come over to our house and play with us! We can go grocery shopping together! Okay! Over and out!"

Friday, March 5, 2010

Let it Snow

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 hides the Smarties, 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. I look after Chance, too. He's a handful!

Know what? It's snowing! Snow is fun to play with. Chance and me are in playing in the snow in downtown Windsor. James is here, too. We're having fun.  We climbed a snow mountain. We made snow people. We made snow angels, too. We throw snowballs. I l-o-v-e snow. James says, "Don't eat snow. It's dirty." Snow isn't in the Canada Food Guide but it should be, you know. Broccolis and sauerkrauts are in there and they taste nasty. The Prime Minister could tell them put snow in there. Snow tastes good.

Did you hear that? James is hollering, "What happened to my handsome bear cubs? Where are my Sons of Windsor? Where are my Princes of Ontario? That's me, Charles! I'm a handsome bear cub. I'm a Son of Windsor! I'm a Prince of Ontario! So is Chance! We're gonna get down from here and find James so he can tickle our ears and kiss our noses and make us laugh right out loud.

This me, Charles the Bear Cub saying, "Be good citizens. Play in the snow but don't eat it. Over and out!"

Thursday, October 22, 2009

Grocery Shopping at Westide Food


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

Know what I'm doing? I'm helping  James with grocery shopping. The grocery store is full of yummy things to eat. Well, not brocollis or sauerkrauts. They're nasty and I don't like them at all. I don't know why they're in the Canada Food Guide at all! We have a list. We're gonna get wallermelon and porridge and Smarties.

Chance is too little to eat those things. He drinks milk from a bottle. I think he drinks condensed owls' milk. I'll ask Ravan where it is. He's the nice man who owns the grocery store. Shopping for food is fun, you know. I could be a grocer. I can say, "Did you find everything you needed?" I can also say, "Wallermelons are on sale this week. Would you like to take one home with you and eat it a-l-l u-p?"

See, that makes me a helper. Helpers are good citizens and they get to drink root beer and eat licorice. Oh! Wait! We get to play Space Invaders, too! Did you hear that?  James is hollering, "Where's my handsome bear cubs?" That's me, Charles and that's Chance, too! I'd better get Chance and go find James and get our ears tickled and our noses kissed. That makes us laugh right out loud. Okay. I gotta go. This is me, Charles the Bear Cub saying, "Be good citizens! Help with grocery shopping. Tell Ravan that Charles sent you. Over and out!"

Friday, October 2, 2009

Waiting for My Buddy


Hi. I'm Charles the Bear Cub. I live on Sparkle Road with my buddy, James. Chance lives with us, too. Chance is a wee little newborn cubby. I found him on the doorstep one morning.

Know why his name is Chance? Everytime I would ask Special Ed James if I could have a little brother, he'd say, "Fat chance, Charles. You're a handful, already." So, his name is Chance.

Chance is really tiny. He doesn't have any teeth. He doesn't even have a tail, yet.

Know what I'm doing? I'm sitting on the back step, waiting. Sometimes waiting can be exciting. My buddy Darryl might come to visit. I'm gonna wait right here to surprise him. Darryl lives far away. He comes to our house on the train. When my buddy Darryl comes to visit, he tickles my ears and hollers, "Who's a handsome bear cub? Who's a Son of Windsor? Who's a Prince of Ontario?" That's me! Charles! He makes me laugh right out loud.

We do fun stuff, like go to the Dominion House to eat. They make deep-fried pickles and Scotch eggs at the Dominion House. They're yummy and yummy is one of the four food groups in the Canada Food Guide. It's important to eat good food. Broccolis aren't good to eat. They're nasty. Know what else is nasty? Sauerkrauts. They're really nasty. I don't know why we have to eat them.

When Darryl gets here we can play Hide & Seek. No. Wait! Maybe we will dig some holes in the back yard. I l-o-v-e to dig holes, don't you? Okay. I have to go, now. Hope you have fun today and someone special comes to visit you. Bye for now. This is me, Charles, saying 'over and out!'

Thursday, August 27, 2009

Grandfather Clock















Hi. I'm Charles the Bear Cub. You know me. I live with my buddy,Grandpa James, on Sparkle Road. I look after him 'cuz he's forgetful and old. He was the second Canadian to get off Noah's Ark. He must be 20! That's really old.

We're at the MiLL Tavern. Look at me! I climbed way up here on top of Grandfather Clock. I don't where the Grandmother Clock is. I don't know where the grandbaby clocks are. I'll ask Bill and Aggie. They own the place. I bet they know where the rest of the clock family is. We could all play together!

Grandfather Clock is really tall. When I was just a little cubby I couldn't climb this high. Clocks have hands, you know. The big hand is on the nine and the little hand is on the six. That means it's almost six o'clock. Oh! Six o'clock! I'd better get down from here and find Grandpa  James.

We're eating Greek food at the MiLL. I l-o-v-e skordalia and stuffed grape leaves. They're yummy. Know what? Yummy is one of the four food groups in the Canada Food Guide. Smarties are yummy. So is cheesecake. I hate brocollis and sauerkrauts. They're nasty. No one should have to eat anything that tastes nasty.


I hope you eat from all four food groups so you can be big and strong. Then you can ride your bike up and down Sandwich Street and climb trees and dig big holes and have fun. Okay! I gotta go eat. Oh.Wait. If you come down to the MiLL you can eat with us. I'll save you a place right next to me, okay?  Bye for now. Over and out!