Showing posts with label fireworks. Show all posts
Showing posts with label fireworks. Show all posts

Saturday, January 1, 2011

Happy New Year!

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. He takes off his diaper and climbs way high on things and then he can't get down. James says we have to watch him like a hawk. That's silly. We're not hawks. We're bear cubs! Chance is a real handful!

I know what today is. It's Happy New Year Day. That's the first day of the newborn year. James says it's 2011 everywhere except Ethiopia. It's 2002 in Ethiopia. That was a long time ago. Ethiopia is pretty far away, you know. We can't even go there on the train. Sometimes we go to Marathon House. That's downtown. They have Ethiopian food. I l-o-v-e Ethiopian food.

We watched the fireworks. Fireworks make a lot of noise. They're pretty. I wish we could eat fireworks. I bet they taste yummy. That's one of the four food groups, you know. Yummy, sweet, sticky and nasty. That's the four food groups. I can't find fireworks in Canada's Food Guide. Fireworks are how we know that Happy New Year Day is here.

I'm sitting at my desk. I'm thinking. Thinking is hard, you know. I'm thinking about my Happy New Year's Day list. I'm writing down all the things I will do this year to be a good citizen. Good citizens get to eat Smarties and drink root beer. Know what? Bear cubs in Quebec don't drink root beer. They drink cream soda instead.

1. Pick up my toys so James doesn't fall down again.
2. Don't bite Chance.
3. Eat brocollis and sauerkrauts without holding my nose.
4. Stay off the Time Out Chair.

That's a lot of things to remember!


 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 kind to your friends and neighbours. 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 Happy New Year's Day together! Okay! Over and out!"

Thursday, July 1, 2010

Happy Birthday Canada! Happy Birthday to Me, Too!













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 what? Today is July 1st. It's a special day 'cuz it's Canada Day. Canada is 143 years old. There's a big 'ole party in Dieppe Park. The birthday cake is for 5,000 people. That's a really big cake. The cake is red and white. It looks like the Canada flag. It sure is yummy and that's one of the four food groups in Canada's Food Guide. 

Know what?  Canada is way older than me. Today is my birthday, too! Queen Elizabeth is in Ottawa, today. I sure wish she would come to our house. We would eat birthday wallermelon and climb the sugar maple in the back yard. I would show Her Majesty how to make Smarties tattoos on her face.

I got Play-Doh for my birthday. I l-o-v-e Play-Doh. It's fun to make things out of Play-Doh. I got four different colours--red, yellow, blue and green! Chance gave it to me. I will have to watch him, he might try to eat it!

 Grandpa James gave me a Slinky. Is it ever fun! The Slinky walks down the stairs all by itself!

 Cassidy the bunny rabbit gave me Snakes and Ladders. That's a really fun board game to play, especially on rainy days when we have to stay inside.



 Oh. Wait! Did you hear that? Grandpa James is hollering, "Where is my birthday bear cub? Where are my handsome bear cubs? Where are my Sons of Windsor? Where are my Princes of Ontario?

That's me! Charles!  I'm a birthday bear cub! 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, "Have fun on Canada Day! Eat wallermelon and watch the fireworks. Oh! Wait! Come over to our house and celebrate Canada Day with us! Happy Canada Day! Happy birthday! Over and out!"

Thursday, June 24, 2010

Bonne Fete National and Getting Ready for Canada 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 a holiday for all our friends and buddies in Quebec. Today is Saint-Jean-Baptiste! It's a really fun day. We get be in a parade and put blue and white balloons on my blue bike. We get to eat blue cake with blue icing. Blue is one of my favouritest colours.  We get to make siren noises and holler, "Vive le Quebec!"

I know who Saint Jean was. He was a nice man in the Bible. He was Jesus' cousin. Saint John helped people to be good but he lost his head. That's the sad part of the story.

Know what's after Saint-Jean-Baptiste? We'll get ready for Canada Day. That's next week. That's Canada's birthday. Know what else? That's my birthday, too! I l-o-v-e birthdays. We get to eat wallermelon! I l-o-v-e wallermelon. It's yummy and that's one of the four food groups in the Canada Food Guide. Wallermelon is special, you know. We get to see fireworks, too! I think we should be able to eat fireworks 'cuz they're so pretty. James says they're hot and can burn us.

Chance and me are trying on our Canada Day handkerchiefs. Go Canada! Go Canada! I don't know exactly where Canada is going but we're gonna go, 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. March in the parade. You can eat Smarties and drink root beer with us. Oh! Wait! Come over to our house and play with us! Bonne Fete de St-Jean! Okay! Salut! A toi! That's French for Over and out!"

Wednesday, April 21, 2010

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!"

Friday, November 20, 2009

Cirque du Soleil


Hi. I'm Charles the Bear Cub. You know me. I live on Sparkle Road with my buddy,  James. He is old and forgetful.  He was the second Canadian to get off Noah's Ark. He says he's older than French fries. He must really old! I'll be he's 20! 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.

Look at us! We're playing Cirque du Soleil. I can balance Chance on my feet. I holler, "Cirque du Soleil!" and he jumps way high up in the air. I catch him so he doesn't get hurt. He knows I will catch him every time. Chance makes squeaky noises when he jumps. That means he's happy. He makes little squawky noises when he's hungry and when he has poo in his diaper. I don't wear a diaper. I get to run around bear naked. That is a pun, you know. I'm five, James says I'm a big cub, now. Know what? I'll be six on Canada Day. That's older than five. I get chocolate birthday cake and fireworks on my birthday. I sure wish I could eat fireworks. They would taste yummy and yummy is one of the four food groups in the Canada Food Guide. Watch! Chance is going to jump again. I hope you can come over to our house and play Cirque du Soleil with us.

Oh! Did you hear that?  James is hollering, "Where's my handsome bear cubs? Come here my Sons of Windsor! Come here Princes of Ontario!" That's us! Charles and Chance! We're gonna run find James so he can kiss our noses and tickle our ears and make us laugh right out loud. We got pumpkin pancakes for breakfast. Chance doesn't eat pancakes cuz he doesn't have any teeth. He gets condensed owls' milk in his bottle. I'm too big for a bottle. I'm five. I have a sippy cup with Spiderman on it. Okay. We gotta go. This is me, Charles the Bear Cub saying, "Play Cirque du Soleil! Be good citizens! Over and out!"

Thursday, October 29, 2009

Wallermelon for Breakfast


Hi. I'm Charles the Bear Cub. You know me. I live on Sparkle Road with my buddy, Special Ed James. He rides to school on a short bus, 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 him, too. Know what? We're having breakfast at The Golden Griddle. They don't have porridge or gummy worms but they do have wallermelon. I l-o-v-e wallermelon. It's yummy and that's one of the four food groups in the Canada Food Guide. Chance is too little to eat wallermelon. He doesn't have any teeth yet. He'll grow some when he's older. He doesn't have a tail, yet either. I have a tail. I'll be six on Canada Day. We will eat wallermelon and watch fireworks that day. I'm gonna see if these nice people have wallermelon juice for Chance. I bet he would like that. Okay. I gotta go. This is me, Charles the Bear Cub saying, 'be good citizens. Over and out.'

Sunday, September 6, 2009

More Newborn Cubby Pictures



Hi. This is me, Charles the Bear Cub. I live with my buddy,  James on Sparkle Road.

Look at me! These are pictures of me when I was just a newborn cubby! I was really tiny. James says I tried to climb up on the pot and I fell into the porridge. I didn't know I liked porridge when I was a cubby. I bet a needed a bath after that! I used to bath in the kitchen sink but now I'm too big for that.

Know what? I don't wear diapers anymore. That's because I'm five. Cubs don't need diapers when they're five. My birthday is on Canada Day. We get fireworks and wallermelons.

I should have a baby brother. Yeah. I'm gonna ask if we can get me a brother. I wonder where they come from. Maybe we can get one at Simpson-Sears. No. Wait. Zeller's. We got lots of Club Z points. Or, we can get me a baby brother on the Internet. Yeah!

We're having porridge for breakfast with gummy worms. I can smell it. It smells good. l-o-v-e gummy worms. They're yummy and that's one of the four food groups in the Canada Food Guide. I'm going to eat all my porridge but I'm not going to fall in the pot! If I had a baby brother I'd teach him how to eat porridge and Smarties. Okay, I gotta go eat. This is me, Charles the Bear Cub, saying 'Over and out!"