Showing posts with label Tim Horton's. Show all posts
Showing posts with label Tim Horton's. Show all posts

Sunday, September 16, 2012

Charles and Chance Drive a Jeep

This is our buddy Rick. He's a volunteer. He shows me how to drive the Jeep. Rick knows the rules of the road. Make way good citizens! Here comes Charles and Chance!
Hi. I'm Charles the Bear Cub. You know me. I live on Sparkle Road with my buddy, Grandpa 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 where me and Chance are? We're at the Safety Village. That's in Windsor. I know where Windsor is. It's in O Canada. Today is Children's Fest. I get to drive a Jeep. I can drive all over the Safety Village. Chance thinks he's helping but he's not. He's too newborn to drive a Jeep. I'm five. I go to the Scruffy Maple Day Care Centre on Sandwich Street. Five is pretty old, you know. Five is old enough to drive a Jeep at the Safety Village.

Rick says when I push the gas pedal the Jeep will go! Look at me! I'm driving!

It's fun to drive the Jeep. I can drive to the Windsor Family Credit Union and take some money out of the ATM with my debit card. I can drive to Tim Horton's for a doughnut. Oh! Wait! I think I'll get a butter tart. I l-o-v-e butter tarts. They're yummy and that's one of the four food groups in Canada's Food Guide. Driving means I can go lots of place. I could drive and drive and drive all day!
Driving makes me so hungry I could eat three butter tarts!

Oh. Wait! Did you hear that? Grandpa 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 Grandpa James so we can get our ears tickled and our noses kissed.

This is me, Charles the Bear Cub saying, "Be good citizens. Be kind to friends and neighbours. Then you can eat Smarties and drink root beer. Oh! Wait! Come over to our house and play with us! We can go to the Safety Village and see our buddy Rick. We can drive the Jeep! Okay! Over and out!"

Our buddy Rick tells us the rules of the road. We have to wait for the green light before we turn.

Friday, March 12, 2010

The Scruffy Maple Day Care Centre

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? This is me with the gang from the Scruffy Maple Day Care Centre. We're on a field trip, having fun. It's okay to say field trip even if there is no field. Miss Jackie is our teacher. We're learning all about our neighbourhood. I know what a neighbourhood is. It's the citizens who live in houses and apartments around my house. There are all kinds of neighbours. Good neighbours give us Smarties.  Some neighbours are nosy. They have to sit in the Time Out Chair and think about what they did, you know.

Did you hear that? Miss Jackie says it's time for us to line up and go Tim Horton's. We get to drink cocoa! I l-o-v-e cocoa. If I had pockets I'd put some cocoa in there and take it home for Chance and James. I sure hope I grow pockets when I'm older. This is me, Charles the Bear Cub saying, "Be good citizens. Know you neighbours. Be nice to bear cubs. Over and out!"

Saturday, March 6, 2010

King of the Hill

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? Chance and me are playing King of the Hill. We climb way up on top of this snow mountain. We can see everywhere from here! We watch for anybody who might try to knock us off the top. Good thing we don't need glasses! James wears glasses, you know. He loses them all the time. He's climbing up the mountain right now. He's hollering, "I'm gonna get you!" Chance makes little squeaky noises when James says that. That's 'cuz he's happy. He knows that James will tickle his ears and kiss his nose. James is saying, "Look out you Sons of Windsor! Watch out you Princes of Ontario! I'm gonna get you!

When James catches us, we'll go to Tim Horton's and drink hot chocolate! I l-o-v-e hot chocolate! It's yummy and it's one of the four food groups in the Canada Food Guide. I know the food groups by heart: Yummy, sticky, sweet and nasty. Brocollis and sauerkrauts are nasty. I don't know why anybody would eat them. I eat them but only 'cuz I have to be a good example for Chance. That's what good citizens do.

We gotta go now. We're gonna drink hot chocolate. This is me, Charles the Bear Cub saying, "Be good citizens! Climb as high as you can. Eat broccolis, even if you have to hold your nose. Over and out!"

Tuesday, March 2, 2010

Hanging Out with a Nice Lady

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 put the remote control for the TV, 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 climbed up here to talk to this nice lady. She is standing next to a church.  She doesn't talk at all. She must be very cold. James says she's a statue. I know what that means. She's real but she's not alive. She doesn't move. She just stays right here all the time. I'm glad I'm not a statue! I like to run and play. I like to climb trees and dig holes in the backyard.  I like to eat porridge with gummy worms. I like to ride my blue bike with the O Canada flag on it. Statues can't ride bikes or anything!

Did you hear that? James is hollering, "Where's my handsome bear cubs? Where are the Sons of Windsor? Where are the Princes of Ontario? Who wants hot chocolate at Tim Horton's?" I want hot chocolate at Tim Horton's. I'm a handsome bear cub. I'm a Son of Windsor! I'm a Prince of Ontario! So is Chance! We gotta get down from here so we can find James and get our ears tickled, our noses kissed and we can go to Timmy's and drink hot chocolate, too!

This is me, Charles the Bear Cub saying, "Be good citizens. Be nice to statues. Good citizens get to drink hot chocolate at Tim Horton's. Okay. Bye for now. Over and out!"