Showing posts with label watermelon. Show all posts
Showing posts with label watermelon. Show all posts

Friday, July 20, 2012

Eating Wallermelons!

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. Sparkle Road is at the corner of Sandwich Streeet. That's in Windsor. Windsor is in O Canada.

 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. He's so newborn he doesn't even have any teeth! He just drinks chocolate owls' milk. I look after Chance, too. He climbs up high on things and can't get down. I have to help him. He's a handful!

Know what? We get to eat wallermelons! They grow in the garden. They grow really really big.  I l-o-v-e wallermelons, don't you? They're yummy and that's one of the four food Groups in Canada's Food Guide. I could eat wallermelons all day long! Grandpa James says that good food grows in Ontario. I think wallermelon is one of the bestest foods ever!



I help Grandpa James cut the wallermelons. We cut them in triangles. Some wallermelons have seeds and some wallermelons don't have any. It's fun to spit the seeds, you know. I can spit them very far. Sometimes we eat yellow wallermelons. They're yummy, 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. 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 eat wallermelons together! Okay! Over and out!"

Friday, September 25, 2009

Foosball at Kokoro


Hi. I'm Charles the Bear Cub. I live on Sparkle Road with my buddy, James. Oh. Wait! Chance lives with us, too. He's a wee little cubby I found on the doorstep one morning. He's my new little brother. That makes us a family. I like our family. Families are the people who love each other and look after each other.

Know what? I'm playing Foosball at Kokoro. Kokoro is on Mill Street. It has Japanese food. It's yummy. If I went to Japan I'd eat everything. Japan is far away. James says we can't go there on the train. We'd have to fly. I don't know how to fly. Maybe I will learn how.

Foosball is a fun game. I beat James every time we play. I'm gonna teach Chance to play Foosball when he grows up. Chance so tiny he doesn't even have teeth--or a tail! He will get them when he grows up but he won't grow pockets or thumbs, you know. He can't eat porridge with gummy worms, like me. Chance drinks warm condensed owls' milk out of a bottle. I get to hold him and the bottle. Chance licks my nose. That makes me laugh. James says we're a handful. Know what? So is he. I look after him 'cuz he's old and forgetful. He was the second Canadian to get off Noah's Ark! He's always in trouble. Okay. I gotta go look after Chance and SJames. We're gonna dig some holes in the back yard. I l-o-v-e to dig holes. Be good citizens and you can have Smarties and wallermelons. Bye for now!