My Yummy and Scarrrry Dream

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 had a yummy dream last night. I dreamt that Chance and me were eating BIG gyro sandwiches with lots and lots of garlic sauce and hot sauce, too. I l-o-v-e gyros.  They come from Greece. That's a far away place. We can't go there on VIA Rail. Good thing gyros can come to our house. Gyros are yummy and yummy is one of the four food groups in the Canada Food Guide, you know.

Then I dreamt that Chance and me got inside the sandwiches! I was afraid somebody might eat us all up and I woke up afraid! I accidentally woke up Chance. I must have made a lot of noise 'cuz Chance could sleep through an atomic bomb.  James says I had a nightmare. It's a bad, bad dream. He put on our Spiderman night light and held us real tight until we went back to sleep. I'm sure glad James is our buddy. He keeps us safe.

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 be kind to your neighbours, friends and buddies. Good citizens get to eat Smarties and drink root beer. Oh! Wait! Come over to our house and play with us! We can eat gyros together, too! Pass the hot sauce and the garlic sauce, please. Okay! Over and out!"

Handsome Bear Cub Models

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're handsome bear cubs. We're pretending to be models in commercials and advertisements. It's a good game to play.

This is me. I'm in this advertisement for a phone card. I don't have a phone card. That's 'cuz I don't have a cell phone.

Look at Chance! He is pretending to be in a gyro. That's a sandwich. I don't think he would taste very good, even if he were covered with garlic sauce. I would chase him all over the house and holler, "Come here, Chance! I'm gonna eat you all up!" Chance would run as fast as he could and make little squeaky noises 'cuz 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. Play and have fun. Pretend you're a model. Handsome models get to eat Smarties and drink root beer. Oh! Wait! Come over to our house and play with us! We can be models together! Okay! Over and out!"