Thinking

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. He doesn't even have any teeth. He just drinks chocolate owls' milk in his bottle.  He doesn't have a tail, yet.  I look after Chance, too. He climbs way high on things and then he can't get down. I have to help him. He's a handful!

Know what? I'm thinking. Sometimes I just lie on the carpet and look up at the ceiling and I think. Thinking takes a lot of work, you know. I have to line up ALL my thoughts inside my head. That's what thinking is.

I think about lots of things, you know. I think about Miss Sephorah, my teacher at the Scruffy Maple Day Care Centre. I think she might be a princess. I think about Smarties and gummy worms and root beer. I think about Chance. I think I'd better be a good example so he grows up to be a nice cub, like me.

I think about Thanksgiving. I think about being thankful. I'm thankful for lots of things. I'm thankful we climb on board VIA Rail and go to see Lulu and Lily and Uncle Darryl and Auntie Alexandria. I'm thankful for them. I'm thankful we get to eat yummy food like turkey and mashed potatoes and pumpkin pie, too!

Sometimes I think about Merry Christmas. Merry Christmas comes to our house every year. She comes on the 24th of December. That's Silent Night, you know. She brings Santa and the elves and the newborn Baby Jesus and Mary and Joseph and the sheep and the shepherds and the little drummer boy and the wise guys who followed the OnStar from Bethlehem to our house. Know what? It's only 108 days until Merry Christmas. I think I'd better be good so I can get presents. I need to think about what to get Chance and James and our buddies and friends, too.

James has a saying about thinking. He says--

If the thought you thought you thought
Was not the thought you thought you thought,
Then the thought you thought you thought you thought
Was not the thought you thought at all!

 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 and think. Thinking is good. Then you can eat Smarties and drink root beer. Oh! Wait! Come over to our house and play with us! We lie on the carpet and think together! Okay! Over and out!"

Sometimes Thinking is Fun

Hi. I'm Charles the Bear Cub. You know me. I live on Sparkle Road with my buddy, James. He forgets things like his keys and his mitts. 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.

Chance thinks he's hiding from me 'cuz he's hiding his eyes and he can't see me. Know what? I can see him. He's in the corner! He's making little squeaky noises, so I know he's happy. When he makes squawky noises, he's hungry or upset or his diaper is full of poo. Chance takes his diaper off all the time. He really is a handful, you know!

I'm sitting on the chesterfield. It's comfy. Know what I'm doing here? I'm thinking. Thinking on the chesterfield is not the same as when I have sit on the Time Out Chair and think. That's where I have to think about my behaviour. Thinking on the chesterfield is nice. I'm thinking about what we're going to do today. Maybe we will go outside and play in the snow. We can make snow people and snow angels. We can build a fort and throw snowballs. Know what? Chance eats the snow.  James says the snow is dirty and it's not in the Canada Food Guide. It looks nice and white. Snow tastes yummy but not as yummy as orange sherbet.

Oh! Wait! Did you hear that?  James is hollering, "Where's my handsome bear cubs? Come here my Sons of Windsor! Come here my Princes of Ontario.  Who wants cocoa with marshmallows and gingerbread beings?" That's us! Charles and Chance. We're handsome cubs. We're Sons of Windsor, too!  want cocoa. We l-o-v-e cocoa. We love gingerbread beings. Well, I do. Chance just licks them. Okay! We gotta go find James so he can tickle our ears and our tummies and kiss our noses. This is me, Charles the Bear Cub saying, "Be good citizens! Don't eat things that aren't in the Canada Food Guide. Drink your cocoa and eat your gingerbread beings so you can grow up to be strong and healthy like us! Bye for now! Over and out!"

Sitting in the Time Out Chair

Hi. I'm Charles the Bear Cub. You know me. I live on Sparkle Road with my buddy,  James. He forgets lots of things. That's cuz he's really old. He says he's older than dirt. Wow! He must be 20! That's really old.  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? I'm sitting on the Time Out Chair. That's because we ate peanut butter and crackers in bed. I l-o-v-e peanut butter and crackers. They're yummy and yummy is one of the four food groups in the Canada Food Guide. We're not supposed to eat crackers in bed.  James says I didn't obey the rule. Chance had to have a bubble bath cuz he got all sticky. The bed had to be changed. Now I have to sit here and think about what I did. I don't like to sit here. I don't like to think. Chance should sit here too but James says Chance doesn't know any better and I do. I have to be a good example. That's not fair. I have to sit here for five minutes cuz I'm five, you know.


James sits in the chair and puts me on his lap. He says, "Okay, Charles. Five minutes is up. What did you think about?" I tell him I'm sorry and I won't eat peanut butter and crackers in bed any more. He gives me a big bear hug and tickles my ears. "Oh, Charles, you're a real handful." He kisses my nose and says, "Be a good citizen and go play." I want to be a good citizen. Good citizens get wallermelon and root beer and oh! wait! We get presents from Santa and Merry Christmas if we're on our best behaviour. Okay! I gotta go. This is Charles the Bear Cub saying, "Be good citizens. Don't eat peanut butter and crackers in bed! Over and out!"

Thinking

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 loses things. This morning he lost his sox. 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 thinking. Thinking on the back step next to my blue bike is more fun that sitting on the Time Out Chair to think. When that happens, I'm supposed to think about being a good citizen and not doing bad things. I don't like the Time Out Chair very much.

I'm thinking about fun things to do today. We could ride our bikes up and down Sandwich Street and make siren noises. That's fun. We could climb up in the maple tree and watch people. That's fun. I know! We can dig really big holes in the back yard! We can play Spiderman! Thinking is fun!

Know what? Thinking makes me hungry. I'm gonna go find James and see if we can make some peanut butter and licorice sandwiches. Yeah. That sounds good! Chance can't eat peanut butter and licorice sandwiches 'cuz he doesn't have any teeth, yet.  He drinks condensed owls' milk. Maybe we can put peanut butter and licorice in the blender and add it to his milk! Yeah! Good idea! Okay! I gotta go now. This is me, Charles the Bear Cub saying, Be good citizens and have lots of fun today.  Over and out!"

Thinking

Hi. I'm Charles the Bear Cub. I live on Sparkle Road with my buddy,  James. Now he's old and forgetful. Today he couldn't find his glasses. I found them. They were on his head! I watch over him. He used to watch over me when I was a wee little cubby.

Know what? I'm thinking. Sometimes I have to sit on my Time Out Chair and think about being a good citizen. That's different than this kind of thinking. Thinking on the Time Out Chair isn't fun. This kind of thinking is fun.

Know what I'm thinking? I'm thinking about wallermelons. Know who gets to eat wallermelons? James says Handsome bear cubs and Sons of Windsor and Princes of Ontario get to eat wallermelons. That's me!  I l-o-v-e wallermelons. They're yummy and that's one of the four food groups in the Canada Food Guide. I can get one at Westside Foods. Ravan sells wallermelons. They're really big. I give him money and I can bring one home. I am thinking I'd like some wallermelon pie. No. Wait. Wallermelon cake. No. Wait. I want wallermelon Smarties!

I know! I'll write a letter to the Smarties people and tell them. Yeah. That's what I'm gonna do. Okay. I gotta go, now. Hope you're a good citizen today and you get to eat wallermelon. This is me, Charles the Bear Cub saying, 'over and out!'

The MiLL Tavern

Hi. I'm Charles the Bear Cub. You know me.  I live with my buddy,  James, on Sparkle Road. That's next to Sandwich Street. We're at The MiLL Tavern. That's at Mill and Sandwich Streets.  James is talking to people. I put up my feet so I can think better. Thinking isn't so hard when I put my feet up.

Know what? This is a comfy chair. Bill and Aggie are the nice people who own this place. They have a website. www.themillonsandwich.com Know what? I want French fries and chocolate milk. They're yummy and yummy is one of the four food groups in the Canada Food Guide. Some nights there is music at the MiLL. I like music. My favouritest song is Rubber Duckie. Oh. Wait. I like songs by Raffi, too. Know what? I could be a singer. I'd sing songs about bear cubs. I'd sing about  James, too. We're on the internet, you know. We're internet poem stars 'cuz we know lost of poems. Here is one--

The dinosaur,
A beast of yore,
Doesn't live here,
Anymore.
THE END.

Gotta go. My French fries are getting cold. This is me, Charles the Bear Cub saying, "Be good citizens. Eat all four food groups. Over and out!"