Showing posts with label teeth. Show all posts
Showing posts with label teeth. Show all posts

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!"

Thursday, October 29, 2009

Wallermelon for Breakfast


Hi. I'm Charles the Bear Cub. You know me. I live on Sparkle Road with my buddy, Special Ed James. He rides to school on a short bus, 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 him, too. Know what? We're having breakfast at The Golden Griddle. They don't have porridge or gummy worms but they do have wallermelon. I l-o-v-e wallermelon. It's yummy and that's one of the four food groups in the Canada Food Guide. Chance is too little to eat wallermelon. He doesn't have any teeth yet. He'll grow some when he's older. He doesn't have a tail, yet either. I have a tail. I'll be six on Canada Day. We will eat wallermelon and watch fireworks that day. I'm gonna see if these nice people have wallermelon juice for Chance. I bet he would like that. Okay. I gotta go. This is me, Charles the Bear Cub saying, 'be good citizens. Over and out.'

Monday, August 3, 2009

Visiting the Dentist


Hi. This is me. Charles the Handsome Bear Cub. You know me. I live on Sparkle Road with my buddy James. 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!

Every day James hollers, "Who's a handsome bear cub? Who's a Son of Windsor? Who's a Prince of Ontario? That's me! Charles!  I come running to get my ears tickled and my nose kissed.

Know what? I am at Dr. Gregg's office. He's a dentist. That's a tooth doctor. I'm gonna get my teeth checked. I brush my teeth every day with my Ninja toothbrush. Don't eat toothpaste, okay. It's not in the Canada Food Guide, you know.

Dr. Gregg has a sign that says, "Be true to your teeth or they will be false to you." I know what that means.  James has teeth that come out at night. They are false teeth. They didn't lie or anything, they're just false. I sure hope Dr. Gregg gives me a new Ninja toothbrush. Oh! Wait! Maybe he will give me some licorice. No! Wait! Gummy worms. Yeah. I hope he gives me gummy worms. The lady is calling my name. Okay. I gotta go, now. Bye!