Charles to the Rescue!

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.

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 is so little he doesn't talk. He makes squeaky noises when he's happy and squawky noises when he's hungry or has poo in his diaper. He doesn't like to wear his diaper. He takes it off when no one is looking. He doesn't have any teeth. Chance  doesn't eat Smarties or peanut butter and licorice sandwiches, like me. Chance can only drink condensed owls' milk from a bottle.

Know what else Chance does? Chance climbs things. He can climb way up high but he can't get down. Last Christmas he climbed up to the top of the Christmas tree. I had to say, "My son! Come down from there this instant!"


Chance climbed up into the tree. He likes to be way up high. He likes to look down. Then he gets scared 'cuz it's a long way down and he's a very tiny little cubby. One time the fire fighters came in their big red fire truck and they had to rescue him.

I could be a fire fighter, you know. I could wear a helmet and boots. I could squirt water on a fire. When I wasn't busy fighting fires,  I could rescue Chance and kittens, 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. Do good deeds! Rescue your friends and buddies if they get stuck way high in trees.  Then you can eat Smarties and drink root beer. Oh! Wait! Come over to our house ! We can be fire fighters and rescue people and wee little bear cubs and kittens together! Okay! Over and out!"

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 things. He forgot to make us breakfast! 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 looking at pictures. In February we made snow persons. We can't do that now 'cuz there's no more snow. The grass is green and the flowers and trees are waking up from a long winter's nap. That's what James says. I don't know where the snow went. James says it will come back soon enough. I think the snow is taking a long summer nap.

When there's no snow we climb trees and dig holes in the back yard. We ride our bikes up and down Sandwich Street and make siren noises. We pick up trash. We go on lion hunts with our space ray guns we got at the dollar store. We eat mulberries right off the trees. We can wait for the snow to come back.

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're having peanut butter and licorice sandwiches for lunch. I l-o-v-e them. They're yummy and that's one of the food groups in the Canada Food Guide.

This is me, Charles the Bear Cub saying, "Be good citizens. Enjoy spring. Play outside in the sunshine. Oh! Wait! Come over to our house and play with us!  Okay! Over and out!"

Bedtime Prayers

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. This morning he put a bottle of soap in the fridge! 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!

We sure had fun today. We climbed trees . We dug holes in the back yard. We rode our bikes up and down Sandwich Street and made siren sounds. We ate Smarties and gummy worms and peanut butter. We played with Uncle Darryl and Auntie Alexandria.

Now we're really tired and it's time to go to sleep. We ate our dinner and we had our baths. Now we're saying goodnight to God and we're going to go to Sleepy Town. I say, "Thank you God for all my friends and buddies. Thank you for all the food groups in the Canada Food Guide, except the nasty foods, God. Thank you for James and Chance. Oh. Wait! Thank you for my Cat-in-the-Hat sox, too. Amen." Amen means over and out.

Know what? Chance doesn't pray. He's too little to talk. He makes squeaky noises. I'm sure God knows what they mean. We're really sleepy.

James hugs us and kisses our noses and says, "Good-night my handsome bear cubs. Good-night my Sons of Windsor. Good-night 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're falling a-s-l-e-e-p. ZZZZZZZZZZZZZ.

Trees are Our Friends

Hi. I'm Charles the Bear Cub. I live on Sparkle Road with my buddy,James. I look after him 'cuz he 's forgetful and old. He must be 20 'cuz he says he was the second Canadian to get off Noah's Ark.

Know what?! I'm up here in this tree. Trees are our friends. This is the bestest tree on Mill Street. I climb up here and watch for the bus. Buses are big and they take us all over the city. I have a bus pass, you know. If I had pockets I'd keep my bus pas in my pocket. Know what? Bears aren't born with pockets. I hope I grow some when I'm older. I want thumbs, too. If I had thumbs I wouldn't have to use both paws to hold my sippy cup.

It's time for breakfast. Can you hear that? James is hollering, "Who's a handsome bear cub? Where is my Son of Windsor? What happened to my Prince of Ontario?" That's me! Charles. I gotta get down from here and go find him. He will tickle my ears and make me laugh out loud. We're having porridge with gummy worms for breakfast. If I had a little brother, I'd share my porridge with him. Okay. See you later. This is me, Charles, saying 'over and out.'