Showing posts with label broccoli. Show all posts
Showing posts with label broccoli. Show all posts

Tuesday, February 7, 2012

Making Ice Cream on Boxing Day

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 Boxing Day. That's the day after Christmas, you know. We're playing with Lily and Lulu. We're cooking. We're cooking ice cream in this little machine. Ice cream is yummy. That's one of the four food groups in Canada's Food Guide. We're making vanilla flavoured ice cream. That's good. James asked us if we wanted to make broccoli ice cream. That sounds nasty. I don't like broccolis. I have to hold my nose and take two bites, anyway. James says I have to set a good example for Chance 'cuz I'm bigger and older. That's not fair 'cuz Chance is a newborn baby cub. He just drinks chocolate owls' milk.

The ice cream tastes really good. James says that homemade food is better than store-bought food.
Know what? Sometimes we put ice cream in a glass and pour root bear on top. That makes it a float. Ice cream floats are really yummy. I could drink them all day!

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 so Santa can bring you an ice cream maker. Then you can eat ice cream and drink root beer. Oh! Wait! Come over to our house and play with us! We can make ice cream and root beer floats together! Okay! Over and out!"

Friday, March 5, 2010

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!"

Wednesday, January 6, 2010

Good-bye Merry Christmas!



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

Know what? Today is January 6. Today is Christmas for some of our friends 'cuz they're Orthodox. I don't know what orthodox is--but two Christmas Days is twice as much fun as one. James says today is also Epiphany but at our house we call it 'Little Christmas.'

This is the day we take down the Canadian Tire spruce and put it away in the cedar chest until it's Christmas time again. We say 'good-bye Merry Christmas!' Chance is trying to help but he puts everything in his mouth. He thinks 'cuz the bulbs are shiny they should taste good, too. "Come here, my son! Spit out that bulb! That's not in the Canada Food Guide!" I have to watch Chance all the time. He's a handful!

This is me, Charles the Bear Cub. Have a happy New Year and don't forget to say 'good-bye' to Merry Christmas. She'll back in December, you know. Be good citizens and eat a broccoli--even if you have to hold your nose when you do it. Make sure Santa sees you do it, so you can be on his good list. Bye for now! Over and out!"

Sunday, October 4, 2009

Growing Up & Grapes


Hi. This is me, Charles the Bear Cub. I live on Sparkle Road with my buddy,  James. Oh. Wait. Chance lives with us, too. He's a newborn cubby. I found him in a basket on our doorstep. We're a family. We look after each other.

Chance is a wee little thing. He doesn't have any teeth and he can't even talk but he can sure climb. Chance doesn't feel good today. He's cranky. When he's cranky he makes little squawky noises. Chance is taking a nap.

Know what? I'm outside. I'm five. I know how to play by myself. I'm growing up. Every day I get bigger and stronger cuz I eat my porridge and all the other good foods in the Canada Food Guide--except broccolis. They're nasty. Look! These are baby grapes. They don't taste good now, but when they grow up we can eat them. I l-o-v-e grapes. They're yummy. Chance can't eat grapes but he can drink grape juice from his bottle. I wonder what grapes eat to grow big and strong. If they like Smarties, I can share some with them. I hope Chance feels better when he wakes up from his nap. I want to play with him. We could play Hide & Seek. No. Wait. We can play Spiderman. Yeah. That's what we will do! I'm gonna go wake him up and see if he feels better.

Okay! I gotta go. Eat your porridge and grow up big and strong. Drink grape juice! That makes you a good citizen. This is me, Charles, saying 'over and out!'

Friday, October 2, 2009

Waiting for My Buddy


Hi. I'm Charles the Bear Cub. I live on Sparkle Road with my buddy, James. Chance lives with us, too. Chance is a wee little newborn cubby. I found him on the doorstep one morning.

Know why his name is Chance? Everytime I would ask Special Ed James if I could have a little brother, he'd say, "Fat chance, Charles. You're a handful, already." So, his name is Chance.

Chance is really tiny. He doesn't have any teeth. He doesn't even have a tail, yet.

Know what I'm doing? I'm sitting on the back step, waiting. Sometimes waiting can be exciting. My buddy Darryl might come to visit. I'm gonna wait right here to surprise him. Darryl lives far away. He comes to our house on the train. When my buddy Darryl comes to visit, he tickles my ears and hollers, "Who's a handsome bear cub? Who's a Son of Windsor? Who's a Prince of Ontario?" That's me! Charles! He makes me laugh right out loud.

We do fun stuff, like go to the Dominion House to eat. They make deep-fried pickles and Scotch eggs at the Dominion House. They're yummy and yummy is one of the four food groups in the Canada Food Guide. It's important to eat good food. Broccolis aren't good to eat. They're nasty. Know what else is nasty? Sauerkrauts. They're really nasty. I don't know why we have to eat them.

When Darryl gets here we can play Hide & Seek. No. Wait! Maybe we will dig some holes in the back yard. I l-o-v-e to dig holes, don't you? Okay. I have to go, now. Hope you have fun today and someone special comes to visit you. Bye for now. This is me, Charles, saying 'over and out!'