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. It's Labour Day. I know what labour is. It's work. There's many different kinds of work, you know. A captain pilots a ship. A fire fighter gets kittens and cubs out of trees. A farmer grows tomatoes. A nurse looks after sick people. The bus driver takes us to the shopping centre. Chance and me work. We have jobs. We help take out the trash and put it in the blue dumpster. We help our buddy James cook food. After our bath, we help clean out the bathtub. James says we're pretty good helpers.
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. Say 'thank you' to all the nice people who work for you. Then you can eat Smarties and drink root beer. Oh! Wait! Come over to our house and play with us! Okay! Over and out!"
Charles and his buddy James explore Olde Sandwich Towne, a heritage neighbourhood in Windsor, Ontario. Charles offers a unique, playful and funny perspective on daily life, Windsor and the folks in the neighbourhood. Follow the adventures of five-year old Charles the Bear Cub and his newborn baby brother Chance. A James Mays blog.
Showing posts with label work. Show all posts
Showing posts with label work. Show all posts
Monday, September 6, 2010
Labour Day
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Labour Day,
Nurse,
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Wednesday, November 11, 2009
Work
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 forgot his glasses this morning. We looked and looked. They were on his head! 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 playing work. It's a fun game. See, I'm a business cub. I'm wearing a tie. This is Darryl's briefcase. He's our buddy. This is where he works. He has an embeeyay. I don't know what that is but I sure hope it doesn't make him sick. I don't know what kind of work our buddy does but he talks on the telephone and tells people to do stuff and they do it. Chance is listening right now. I'm going to work just like our buddy Darryl and tell people to do stuff. What will I say? I know! "Bring Smarties to our house." That's what I'll say. I'll say, "Climb this tree and hang out with us." Yeah. Know what? Darryl has a good job. I can do this! I wanna embeeyay. Okay. This is me, Charles the Bear Cub saying, "Be good citizens. Go to work. Bring Smarties! Over and out!"
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