Showing posts with label spring. Show all posts
Showing posts with label spring. Show all posts

Tuesday, March 30, 2010

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 things. He forgot to make us breakfast! 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 looking at pictures. In February we made snow persons. We can't do that now 'cuz there's no more snow. The grass is green and the flowers and trees are waking up from a long winter's nap. That's what James says. I don't know where the snow went. James says it will come back soon enough. I think the snow is taking a long summer nap.

When there's no snow we climb trees and dig holes in the back yard. We ride our bikes up and down Sandwich Street and make siren noises. We pick up trash. We go on lion hunts with our space ray guns we got at the dollar store. We eat mulberries right off the trees. We can wait for the snow to come back.

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. We're having peanut butter and licorice sandwiches for lunch. I l-o-v-e them. They're yummy and that's one of the food groups in the Canada Food Guide.

This is me, Charles the Bear Cub saying, "Be good citizens. Enjoy spring. Play outside in the sunshine. Oh! Wait! Come over to our house and play with us!  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!"

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!"

Wednesday, March 17, 2010

Robins are Here & Green Spaghetti

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 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? It's really warm outside. It's warm enough to be subtropical, James says. That's silly. We don't have palm trees in Windsor. James says this is the Canadian Banana Belt. You can't fool me. You can't make belts out of bananas! Now you know why I have to look after him.

The temperature is 18C. The thermometer tells us how warm or cold it is. Robins are here. That means spring is in the air. I don't see any springs but I see robins. Robins in the air. They are building a nest in the sugar maple that's in our back yard. They will be our neighbours. Robins are pretty but it's hard to play with them 'cuz they fly. I don't know how to fly. Chance doesn't know either. Maybe the robins will teach us! I know! James will show us how to fly and then we can play with the robins!

Know who else is here? St. Patrick. Lots of people are wearing something green today 'cuz that's St. Patrick's favourite colour. We're not wearing green; we're gonna eat something green. We're gonna cook green spaghetti for dinner. I l-o-v-e spaghetti! Chance will have to drink condensed owls' milk from his bottle. He's a newborn and doesn't have any teeth, yet.


Oh. Wait! 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 us!  Charles and Chance! We're handsome bear cubs! We're Sons of Windsor! We're Princes of Ontario! We gotta go see James. He will tickle our ears and kiss our noses. Then we will go outside for a flying lesson. We can dig some really big holes. No. Wait! We can climb the sugar maple and watch the robins build their nest. This is Charles the Bear Cub saying, "Watch for spring. It's everywhere! Over and out!"

Tuesday, March 9, 2010

Sub-tropical Southernmost Ontario

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 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? Last week we had snow. Mr. Sunshine melted the snow and James says spring is in the air. I don't see any springs in the air. We see robins.  Canada geese are flying north.  The days are longer. It's hard to be sleepy when it's still light outside. I want to dig holes in the back yard. So does Chance. We don't really have palm trees on Sparkle Road but James says Windsor is in the Canadian banana belt. You can't fool me. I'm five. You can't make belts out of bananas, you know.

We got lots of fun things to do today but first we have to make our beds and eat breakfast. This morning we're eating pumpkin pancakes with peanut butter and maple syrup on top. I l-o-v-e pancakes. They're yummy and sticky. That's two of the four food groups in the Canada Food Guide. Chance is so little he doesn't have teeth. He drinks condensed owls' milk from his bottle.Good citizens eat all their food. Starving children in Belgium would love to eat pumpkin pancakes.

Did you hear that? James is hollering? "Who's hungry? Where's my handsome bear cubs? Where are my Sons of Windsor? Where are my Princes of Ontario?" That's me! I'm a handsome bear cub. I'm a Son of Windsor. I'm a Prince of Ontario! So is Chance!

We gotta go find James so he can tickle our ears, kiss our noses and make us laugh right out loud. This is me, Charles the Bear Cub saying, "Be good citizens! Make your bed and eat pumpkin pancakes. Be on the look out for robins and Canada geese! Okay. Over and out!"