The Polar Bear’s Story

Papa Polar Bear
Have You Any News of the Iceburg
by Les Barker

On a cold rainy night on a Liverpool quayside
In the year before the Great War
The crowd was in shock at the loss of Titanic;
So proud had they been the day before.

Relatives gathered for news of their loved ones,
To read through the list of the dead,
When into the throng came a sad-eyed old polar bear
And to the clerk at the counter, he
said

Have you got any news of the iceberg?
My family were on it, you see;
Have you got any news of the iceberg?
They mean the whole world to me.
Mama and the kids
My wife and my children were coming from Greenland 
To be by my side in the zoo;
Belinda's my wife, and the eldest's is called Bernard,
And Billy, well he's only two.


I know on the ship there were hundreds of people
And I know the iceburg's not yours...
The polar bear's eyes held the start of his teardrops
And he covered his face with his paws.


Have you got any news of the iceberg?
My family were on it, you see
Have you got any news of the iceberg?
They mean the whole world to me.


It's been over a year since I last saw my children.
I left home to build my career;
I've worked very hard; I'm a star in the circus;
It's all been for nothing, I fear.
Circus poster
That's my face on the poster; we're in town this week;
My children were meeting me here.
Everyone watched as he struggled to speak,
As his paw brushed away one more tear.


Have you got any news of the iceberg?
My family were on it, you see;
Have you got any news of the iceberg?
They mean the whole world to me.

By now all the people had gathered beside him;
His grief was one they could share.
The people around him, in silence and sadness,
Listened to the sad polar bear.

I wanted my children to see me performing
And Belinda, she would have been proud;
At last lost for words, and his tears flowing freely,
The question was asked of the crowd.


Have you got any news of the iceberg?
My family were on it, you see;
Have you got any news of the iceberg?
They mean the whole world to me.

No Snow….

There is no snow,

in my part of Ontario

Only the distant hills are white.
There is no snow,
on the beach.
Just a dike,
of crusty
white ice.
Sand on the street.
Sand on the street. 
Brown streets.
Not white.
Sand, ice,
water.
Beauty,
in the browns,
the blues,
the greys.
And every shade
in between.

The Real Santa Claus

Hi Santa

I know you are not the real Santa, that you are one of Santa’s helpers.

I got a letter in the mail from the real Santa. He told me that I made the ‘Nice List’ again this year.

Conversation with Santa

Exactly how many Santa helpers are there?

I have a question?

Rudolph is my favourite reindeer. I love his shiny red nose.

Why?

Why don’t the other reindeer allow Rudolph to join in anyone the reindeer games. It’s really mean of them.

I have an idea

I want to wish you, Santa, and all of the rest of Santa’s helpers a Merry Christmas and a Happy New Year!

Merry Christmas!

The Nutcracker

Jubilee Auditorium Alberta Ballet

The Nutcracker was written in 1816 by Prussian author E.T.A. Hoffman.

Starting our afternoon by enjoying a refreshing Shirley Temple.

The Nutcracker is a story where a favourite Christmas toy, a Nutcracker, comes to life.

Story time, before the Ballet begins.

After defeating the evil Mouse King in battle, the Nutcracker whisks Clara away to the magical kingdom populated by dolls.

Lounging before the excitement begins.
Ballerinas….

In 1892, the Russian composer Pyatr Ilyich Tchaikovsky and choreographers Marius Petipa and Lev Ivanou turned Alexander Dumas’ adaptation of the story into the Ballet, The Nutcracker.

A Ballet slipper Christmas tree…
Waiting for the Ballet to begin….

Our favourite character is the Mouse King!

A very special day, witha very special little girl!

Springwater Provincial Park

Four reason why I love Springwater Provincial Park!

Beauty to be experienced by every age….

Traveling down forest lanes lit up with hundreds of thousands of twinkling lights in anticipation of Christmas, the birthday of little baby Jesus.

gathering of families…

For decades now, Springwater Provincial Park has been a gathering place for emigrant families…..a tradition that continues to continue.

Remembrance Day

A very special and intimate spot to honour the lives lost to keep our land ‘strong and free.’

Indigenous ceremony

A partnership between the province of Ontario and the Beausoleil First Nations, operates and maintains the park. The park remains a spiritual place where ancestral ceremonies continue today.