Breakfast is Important

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.

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 eating breakfast. Breakfast is the most important meal of the day. If we don't eat breakfast we can get cranky. Chance is a wee little thing. He doesn't have any teeth. He can only drink condensed owls' milk out of his bottle. Before we eat, we say grace. I tell God  'thank you' for the good food. Chance doesn't talk yet so he can't pray but when I say 'amen' he makes a little squeaky noise.' That means he's happy.

I get to eat porridge for breakfast. I l-o-v-e porridge. It's yummy and yummy is one of the four food groups in the Canada Food Guide. James says that porridge is full of protein and fibre. He says growing bear cubs like me need all the protein and fibre I can get. I like porridge with gummy worms in it. Sometimes James puts Smarties in my porridge instead of gummy worms.

I put peanut butter  on my toast sometimes. I can make pictures in the peanut butter. Sometimes I draw happy faces in the peanut butter. Happy food tastes better, you know. Today, James drew sunshine on my peanut butter toast.  I like Kraft peanut butter 'cuz it's got pictures of bear cubs on the bottle.

Oh, wait!  I drink apple juice, 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. Eat breakfast. Do good deeds. Then you can eat Smarties and drink root beer. Oh! Wait! Come over to our house and play with us! We can have fun together! Okay! Over and out!"

Friday Afghan Fun

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 Friday. We're having fun with our afghan. Auntie Susan J made it for us. It's green and very soft. Chance licks the wool and tries to eat the afghan. I don't think afghans are in the Canada Food Guide. Chance doesn't know any better, he's a wee little thing. He doesn't even have teeth, yet. He can only drink condensed owls' milk out of a bottle.

There are lots of games we can pay with our afghan. We can play Hide and Seek. We can play Big Green Monster. That's a fun game. I get underneath the afghan and crawl around, chasing Chance. I holler, "I'm a Big Green Monster and I'm very hungry. I'm as hungry as a bear. I would sure like to snack on a bear cub!" Then I roar real loud and Chance runs as fast as his little legs can carry him. When I catch him, I throw the afghan over him and tickle him and make him laugh. I'm glad I have a little brother to play with.

 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. Play games with your brother and your afghan. Eat Smarties and drink root beer. Be sure to brush and frost your teeth so you don't get cavities.  Oh! Wait! Come over to our house and play with us! We can play together! Okay! Over and out!"

Fun Things to Do on Civic Holiday

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 

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 Civic Holiday all across the province. It's a nice day to play and go on a picnic. Chance and me are having fun we look into the mirror and make faces. I know how to make the very scariest of faces. They make Chance squeak right out loud. Whoever laughs first is the loser. It's a fun game to play, you know.

Sometimes James says, "Boys! Go outside and see if you're there." We run outside to play in the back yard. There are lots of things to do in the back yard. We can dig holes. We can climb the sugar maple. We can take our space ray guns and hunt for lions, too. Oh. We can ride up and down the sidewalk on my blue bike with the Canada flag on it.

We get to eat lunch outside. I l-o-v-e eating outdoors. James says food tastes better when we eat it outside. We had Smarties and root beer. Oh, wait! We had peanut butter and licorice sandwiches, too. They're all yummy and yummy is one of the four good groups in the Canada Food Guide. 

After lunch we got to ride in the rocking chair and then we took our naps on the living room floor, right in front of the TV fire. Chance falls asleep real fast and makes little snory noises. He's so cute when he sleeps.

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 on Civic Holiday Then you can eat Smarties and drink root beer. Oh! Wait! Come over to our house and play with us! We can pick play together! Okay! Over and out!"

Charles and Chance: Cub Reporters!

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 at the Mackenzie Hall Cultural Centre. We watch the Crosstown Players rehearse their show. It's called Closet. It starts on Tuesday. They're pretty good actors, you know.

John Lewis is here. I know who John is. He's a reporter for A Channel News. He talks to the cast. The cast is our buddies Joey the Younger, Joey the Elder and Clinton. They will be on TV. John asks them questions. They're very smart and they know lots of things to say.

When he is done talking to our buddies, John asks Chance and me questions. I told him that I go to the Scruffy Maple Day Care Centre and Miss Jackie is my teacher.  I count to ten for him in French. I tell him the rules for Hide and Seek. K tell him Chance is my newborn cubby brother someone left on our doorstep. Chance can't talk but he makes squeaky noises when he's happy. John asked me if I wanted to be an actor when I grow up. I could be an actor or a firefighter but I might want to be a cub reporter, too.

See,  We're cub reporters! We're asking John questions.

Charles: Do you like Smarties?

John: Oh, yes. I l-o-v-e Smarties. They're one of the four food groups in the Canada Food Guide.

Charles: Do you eat the red ones last?

John: Oh, yes. Always. The Smarties Song tells us that.

Charles: Thank you, John for this important reminder. This is us, Charles and Chance, handsome cub reporters, live for A Channel News . Back to you, Jim.

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. Be nice to people. Help your buddies and friends. Good citizens get to eat Smarties and drink root beer. Oh! Wait! Come over to our house and play with us! We can play A Channel cub reporter! We can interview Peter Mansbridge and Lloyd Robertson , too! Okay! Over and out!"

Our New Afhan

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 got a new toy to play with. It's an afghan. It's a present. I know what an afghan is. It's a very soft blankie. Auntie Susan J knitted the afghan for us. It's my very favouritest colour, too. It's green. It's very soft. Auntie Susan J is very nice, you know. Chance likes to lick the afghan. He's silly. We don't eat afghans, they're not in the Canada Food Guide, you know.

We have loads of fun with our afghan. It makes a nice tent in the living room. We  eat peanut butter and licorice sandwiches in the afghan tent and play Snakes and Ladders. We nap in the afghan, too. It's nice to fall asleep on a soft blankie. Can you say Afghanistan banana stand ten times, real fast? That's a tongue twister. It's hard to say!

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 and help your friends, neighbours and buddies. Then you can eat Smarties and drink root beer. Oh! Wait! Come over to our house and play with us! We can get under the afghan and play Snakes and Ladders! Okay! Over and out!"

Painting Pictures

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 paint pictures of ourselves. It's lots of fun. We make pictures of us playing hockey. I'm cub Gretzky and Chance is Cub Crosby. We make pictures of us in the bathtub playing with our rubber duckies in our purple bubble bath. We l-o-v-e bath time. We make pictures of us decorating the Christmas tree. Chance climbed right to the top of the tree. He wanted to be the angel on top. I had to say, "My son! Come down from there this instant!"

All our paintings are at Nick and Aveline's store. They're really nice. Nick has a Mohawk haircut. I want one, too.  Their store is called 1976. It's on Sandwich Street right by the wine shop and Spicoli's Barley Bin. I hope you come to see our pictures. I know! Yyou can paint with us! That would be fun. We could eat peanut butter and licorice sandwiches, you know. They're yummy and yummy is one of the four food groups in the Canada Food Guide. Chance tries to eat the paint but he's not supposed to. We don't eat paint. Paint isn't in the Canada Food Guide. He's just a wee little thing. He'll know better when he's older, like me.

I learned how to paint at the Scruffy Maple Day Care Centre. Miss Jackie is my teacher. I think she is a princess 'cuz she lives at Mackenzie Hall and that's a really big castle on Sandwich Street.

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. Then you can eat Smarties and drink root beer. Oh! Wait! Come over to our house and paint with us! We can have fun together! Okay! 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 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? I'm thinking. I'm thinking about things I want to do on my birthday. It's only five days until my birthday. It's on Canada Day. July 1st. I'm thinking and I'm writing everything down on this piece of paper so I don't forget.

I am pretty sure I want to eat wallermelon on my birthday. I l-o-v-e wallermelon. It's yummy and that's one of the four food groups in the Canada Food Guide. James says they're full of Vitamin A and Vitamin C. When I looked, I didn't see any vitamins in there at all! Maybe they're invisible. James says that wallermon came from Africa and it's related to cucumbers and squash. I know what related means. I'm related to James and Chance. Related means we're a family. I don't think I'd want a squash or a cucumber as my little brother 'cuz then I couldn't eat them. We're not supposed to eat our friends, buddies or relatives, you know.

I want to play games on my birthday, too. I want to play "I'm Gonna Get You!" That's a fun game. I chase Chance all over and holler, "I'm gonna get you!" Chance runs as fast as he can. I'm way faster than Chance. I catch him and tickle him. He makes little squeaky noises when he's happy.

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. Good citizens get to eat wallermelon. Oh! Wait! Come over to our house for my birthday. You can eat wallermelon and play with us! Okay! Over and out!"

He Shoots! He Scores!

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 watch the Stanley Cup playoffs on the CBC. Chicago is playing Philadelphia. We l-o-v-e hockey. We play hockey all the time.  I'm Cub Gretzky and Chance is Cub Crosby. Chance tries to put the puck in his mouth. We're not supposed to eat the puck. It's not food. It's not in the Canada Food Guide. We're good at hockey. We even make pictures of ourselves playing hockey. James says we're hockey fans. James is silly. We're not fans! We're bear cubs! I can holler, "He shoots! He scores!"

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. Play hockey. After the game you can eat Smarties and drink root beer. Oh! Wait! Come over to our house and play hockey with us! Okay! Over and out!"

Making Art is Fun

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. He says he remembers the first rainbow! Wow! He must be at least 20!  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 painting. We're painting pictures of ourselves and the things we do like play in the bathtub and playing hockey and making music with pots and pans and spoons. We l-o-v-e to paint. Paint is pretty to look at but we don't eat paint 'cuz it's not food. It tastes nasty and it is not in the Canada Food Guide.  

We're going to have an art show on the Queen's Birthday weekend. That's in May.  Queen Elizabeth will be 84, you know. That's really old. We have fireworks and eat wallermellon on the Queen's birthday. I know what Her Majesty does for a job. She's the boss of almost everybody except the Knighted States. She tells everyone to be good citizens and play nice. Oh! I will invite Her Majesty will come to our art show. She could dig holes with us and climb trees. I'd share my Smarties with her. I'd say, "Your Majesty, remember to eat the red ones last!"


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. Appreciate art.  Make pretty things for people to enjoy.  Then you can eat watch fireworks and eat wallermellon.  Okay! Over and out!"

Hangin' Around

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. He says he remembers the invention of sunlight. Wow! He's really old!  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 having fun hanging around. We like to climb way up high and watch everybody. It's a good thing to do. Know what else is fun to do? Chance and me like to photocopy our faces. Then there are four of us, not two. We look pretty funny 'cuz our noses are flat on the glass. Oh. Close your eyes of you're gonna photocopy your face. That's for safety's sake. Elmer the Safety Elephant will tell you that.

Photocopying makes me hungry. I know what we're having for lunch. We're having chocolate chilli. I l-o-v-e chocolate chilli. It's yummy and that's one of the four food groups 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. Close you eyes in the photocopy machine. Good citizens get to eat Smarties and drink root beer. Oh! Wait! Come over to our house and eat chocolate chilli with us!  Okay! Over and out!"

If I Had a Million Dollars

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. He forgets where he puts his money. 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 found some money! We gave it to the Constable who came to our house on Sparkle Road. He says we're good citizens 'cuz we turned it in. He says we can keep it if no one  asks for it. Wow! I think it's a lot of money. There must be a million dollars! If we get to keep it, I want to give some to poor people who don't get to drink root beer. I'd give some to James and I'd give some to you, too! I know a song!

If I Had a Million Dollars

If I had a million dollars (if I had a million dollars) I'd buy you a house (I would buy you a house) If I had a million dollars (if I had a million dollars) I'd buy you furniture for your house (Maybe a nice Chesterfield or an ottoman) If I had a million dollars (if I had a million dollars) I'd buy you a K-Car (a nice Reliant automobile) If I had a million dollars I'd buy your love.
If I had a million dollars I'd build a tree fort in our yard If I had a million dollars You could help, it wouldn't be that hard If I had a million dollars Maybe we could put a refrigerator in there Wouldn't that be fabulous If I had a million dollars (if I had a million dollars) I'd buy you a fur coat (but not a real fur coat that's cruel) If I had a million dollars (if I had a million dollars) I'd buy you an exotic pet (like a llama or an emu) If I had a million dollars (if I had a million dollars) I'd buy you John Merrick's remains (All them crazy elephant bones) If I had a million dollars I'd buy your love.

I know who's face is on the 20-dollar bill. That's Queen Elizabeth. She's the boss of almost everybody except the Knighted States. I know who's on the  50-dollar bill, too. That's Prime Minister Pearson. Miss Jackie taught us that at the Scruffy Maple Day Care Centre. James says the PM was a spy in the war. I could be be a spy! I'm good at sneaking up on lions, you know. I'm very quiet.

Chance tries to eat money. I have to say, "My son, take that out of your mouth this minute!" Money isn't good to eat, you know. He really is a handful!

Chance and me will go to Mac's Milk and Miss Wendy and Sam and Ricky and Diane can help us get a whole lot of Smarties and pineapple licorice. They're yummy and that's one of the food groups 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. If you find money, give it to the Constable.  Somebody might want their money. Okay! Over and out!"

Riding in Cars

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 our seat belts on us! 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 in the car. We're going for a ride.  I hope we go to the Devonshire Mall. That's a fun place to go. It's always busy there. There are lots of fun things to see and do at the mall. Maybe we can get ice cream. I scream, you scream, we all scream for ice cream! Yeah! James says his favourite flavour of ice cream is kerosene ripple. He's silly. We can't eat kerosene. That is poison and poisons aren't good for us. They're not even 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. We can go for a ride!

This is me, Charles the Bear Cub saying, "Be good citizens. Then you can ride in cars and eat ice cream. Okay! Over and out!"

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!"

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!"

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!"

GO! CANADA! GO!

Hi. I'm Charles the Bear Cub. You know me. I live on Sparkle Road with my buddy, James. He's old and forgetful, 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.

Know what? We watched the Lympics on CTV. The Lympics are for athletes. They win gold medals. O Canada won lots of gold medals. Chance and me play Lympic Games. I won a gold medal for running. I can run fast 'cuz I got Cat-in-the-Hat sox. They were a present from Tanner. Tanner was a big 'ole yeller dog. He was my firstest bestest friend but he got sick with cancer and died. When I wear my Cat-in-the-Hat sox I remember him. Chance won a gold medal for climbing really high but he tried to eat it. I said, "My son! Take that out of your mouth this instant!" We can't eat gold. It's not in the Canada Food Guide. I have to watch him you know, he's a real handful.

We're having porridge for breakfast. We're not eating gummy worms, though. Today we have chocolate toonies and loonies wrapped in gold and silver foil. We take off the foil and put the chocolate coins in our porridge. It's a Lympic breakfast!

Did you hear that? James is hollering, "Where's my handsome bear cubs? Who's gonna help me eat a Lympic breakfast?" That's me! Charles. I'm a handsome bear cub! That's Charles, too! I'm gonna sit down at the table and my breakfast a-l-l u-p! Chance is too little to eat porridge. He drinks condensed owls' milk out of his bottle.

Okay! We gotta go! This is me, Charles the Bear Cub saying, "Be good citizens! Eat all your food so you can be strong and win lots of gold medals today. Good citizens get to drink root beer and eat Smarties. Over and out!"

Chance and Cheddar Cheese

Hi. I'm Charles the Bear Cub. You know me. I live on Sparkle Road with my buddy, James. He's old and forgetful, 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.

Know what? This is Chance. He likes to take off his diaper and climb things. He climbed up here on the kitchen counter. He's looking at the Cheddar cheese. He put some in his mouth and spit it out. Chance can't eat cheese. He's too little. He doesn't have any teeth, yet. He drinks condensed owls' milk from his bottle. I like cheese. Cheese is yummy and yummy is one of the four food groups in the Canada Food Guide. I like gummy worms, too. They're full of Vitamin C. I like gummy worms in porridge.

Did you hear that? Our buddy James is hollering, "Where's my handsome bear cubs?" That's me! Charles! That's Chance! We're handsome bear cubs! "Come down from there, my son! We'll find James and get our ears tickled and our noses kissed!" I smell porridge for breakfast! This is me, Charles the Bear Cub saying, "Be good citizens. Eat cheese. Eat all your porridge. Starving children in Belgium would love to have a good breakfast! Over and out!"

Our Buddy Brielle

Hi. I'm Charles the Bear Cub. You know me. I live on Sparkle Road with my buddy, James. He's old and forgetful, 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.

Know what? This is me and Chance. We're visiting our buddy Brielle. She is lots of fun. She goes to school. She tells us stories and sings us songs. Brielle is very smart. She can even speak French. That's different from French fries. French fries are yummy and that's one of the four food groups in the Canada Food Guide. If Brielle was a food I would eat her all up 'cuz she's a yummy buddy but we don't eat our friends, you know.

Did you hear that? James is hollering, "Where's my handsome bear cubs? Where's my buddies?" That's us! Charles and Chance and Brielle! We'll go find him and he'll hug us all and kiss our noses and tickle our ears and we can go to the store and buy a BIG box of Smarties. This is me, Charles the Bear Cub saying, "Be good citizens. Don't eat your friends. Eat Smarties instead! Over and out!"

I L-o-v-e Gummy Worms!

Hi. I'm Charles the Bear Cub. You know me. I live on Sparkle Road with my buddy, James. He forgets where he puts his toque. That's 'cuz he's 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.

Know what? We're at Wal-Mart. When we come here James always says, "Sons of Windsor, keep your paws in your pockets. We don't touch things at the store." He's silly. Bear cubs don't have pockets. Now you know why I have to look after him. Chance and me climbed up here to look at all the gummy worms. I never saw so many before! I l-o-v-e gummy worms. They're good for growing bear cubs. They're full of Vitamin C, you know. They're yummy and that's one of the four food groups in the Canada Food Guide.

James is hollering, "Where's my handsome bear cubs? Where are my Princes of Ontario?" That's us, Charles and Chance! We're going to climb right down from here so we can get our ears tickled and our tummies, too! Okay! This is me, Charles the Bear Cub saying, "Be good citizens. Keep your paws in your pockets when you go to the store. If you have pockets, I mean." Bye for now!

Christmas Toques

Hi. I'm Charles the Bear Cub. You know me. I live on Sparkle Road with my buddy,  James. He forgets where he puts his shoes. He's really old. He was the second Canadian to get off Noah's Ark. He must be at least 20 years 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? We get to wear our Christmas toques when we play! We play Santa Tag. I holler, "Ho! Ho! Ho!" and chase Chance around the coffee table and the Canadian Tire Christmas spruce. Chance makes little squeaky noises. That means he's having fun. Sometimes his toque falls down over his face. Then he can't see. Chance thinks he's invisible but he's not. "Look out, my son! I can see you!" I shout and chase him around the chesterfield. I holler, "I'm gonna get you!" When we're tired of playing Santa Tag we sit on  James' lap in the big green chair and he tells us stories about the olden days and sings songs until we all fall asleep.

When we wake up we get to cook cocoa. We cook it on the stove. I l-o-v-e cocoa. It's yummy and sweet. That's two of the four food groups in the Canada Food Guide. James tucks us into bed after our prayers. He kisses our noses and whispers, "Good night my Sons of Windsor. Good night my Princes of Ontario." This is Charles the very sleepy bear cub saying, "Sleep tight. Don't let the bedbugs bite. Over and out!"