Trevor Greene - Kampi Hero

I have wriiten about Scott Neeson, an amazing person who gave everything away to help little children in Cambodia. He would have made a great leader and president in the world, one who really cares.

Today I want to mention another person, who I admire, Trevor Greene.

He was a soldier and almost died when someone cut his head with an axe. Doctors gave him little chance to recover. But he perseveres and with the love of his fiancé he is succeeding. What is so special about him is his kindness. Anyone would be angry with his aggressor but he felt sad for him because he was shot to death.

Watch his video.



If you want to watch his wedding, click here.

Happy Birthday To Benji

I want to wish my Benji a hearty Happy Birthday!

He has grown up to be such a fine young man with a kind heart.

Life has not always been easy for him but he never gave up.

When he was small, he was always running here and there, full of energy. He was not shy and he could mangle with anyone.

As a professor I tried to teach him good things. I'm proud of him.

A Big hug to my Benji.

Scott Neeson & The Cambodian Children Fund

I have not written for a long time.

But today I want to mention about someone who I feel deserves the Order of Blue Bear for his selflessness and love for children.

He gave up everything and consecrated his life to help children to come out of poverty and suffering.

 

Thanks to him hundreds of children are beginning to smile and to have hope.

His greatest joy and reward is to see the transformation of sad pathetic creatures into happy loving children.

This bear, sorry ..  I mean, this man is Scott Neeson.

And the Cambodian Children Fund is the paradise of Cambodian children.

Scott Neeson is truly someone who cares and who serves.

If you like me, then you need to help Scott in helping those children.

Happiness is doing what you know is right.

Happy Birthday!

My little sweetheart whom I used to tell stories to make her fall asleep is now 18 years old.

She has grown up so fast like a shooting star in a dark sky.

We used to hold hands as we stroll around. She enjoys learning things and of course as a professor I would teach her.

Now she has grown up to be a lovely lady, hopefully always kind and caring for others.

Here's a flower for her birthday.

Best Gift For Mother's Day

Mother's Day is coming!

What are you going to give to your mom?

You can give her perfume if you have money and know her taste. You can pick some flowers for her. You can make a nice drawing for her, in which you show her you love her.

The best mother's gift is a hug and telling her she's the best mom and how much you love her.

This tight and heartwarming  hug goes like an arrow straight in her heart. It touches her more than any gift you can give her.

Love your mom because one day she will be gone.

To Talk Or To Tweet?

What's all these stuff about tweeting? The world has gone crazy with tweeting.

Tweeting is so important that all the tweets are going to be preserved and archived.

Can you imagine, when someone tweets, I'm going to poo now, this is going to be recorded as an important document to be preserved for eternity or until they ran out of memory.

Can you imagine a lawyer asking to have access to all the tweets of someone he is suing?

"On June 2009 at 16:07, you have tweeted that you are upset with John and want to smash his head. So you are responsible for his death."

So guys, everything you tweeted, can be held against you in 20 years time. The records are there.

Maybe I should give a course at the university of Washaga on how to tweet. After 3 years you can get a BA Tweet.

After another year you get a Master Tweet and finally a PHD Tweet.

Mind you all the lectures will take place through tweeting. It will be a silent lecture and there's no need to write.

Exams will be through tweeting.

After graduation you will be a professor or doctor Tweet.

Sounds cool isn't it?

Our Russians Comrades

I have received a lot of requests for free pens from our friends in Russia.

I would love to send all of them a free pen even though they are not Canadians because it would make them happy.

I have to find a way to do that.

Free Seeds from Kampi

It's planting time, well ... almost. It's still a bit cold but I have already started to plant.

What did I plant? Lot of stuff. I like Cilantro. It tastes so good with a lot of dishes. I planted lot of them.

If you would like to have some cilantro seeds, email me or write a comment here and I will send you some seeds, not much but some .. of course as long as I have money for postage.

Planting is fun but it's hard work. As i am so tiny the shovel is so heavy to lift. I don't think there are smaller ones. 

I think I have done a good job. I hope they will grow and I can eat lot of Cilantro. It's so exciting when they start coming out.

If you plant, let me know about it.

What is 2 + 2 ?

Yes what is 2 + 2 ?

You think you know the answer? Think well before you answer. Think very carefully.

Give me your answer in the comment section or by email.

You will be surprised by my answer.

Professor Kampi

Message To Hannah Jones From Kampi

My dear little Hannah,

I am so happy that you are getting better from your heart transplant. As I watched the story unfold on TV I thought you were going to die.

I was relieved when you finally made the choice to live and the operation turned out a success even though you were in rather critical condition.

it was like watching a fairy tale where the little princess was saved by a handsome blue bear from the mouth of the big bad dragon.

I give you a big hug,

Kampi

What Do You Do If Your Mom Does Not Listen To You?

We all have that problem.

Our moms just don't want to listen to us.

We tell them what our views are and they get into a fit. They start yelling at us and do not want to listen anymore.

Why are they like that? Can't they be less emotional? Dads are sometimes worse. They could smack us on the head if we try to express our views further.

What should you do under those circumstances?

As a professor I am going to teach you how to handle those situations.

First, NEVER shout back!.

Or you are going to get smacked and you don't want that. Forget about your karaté you have learnt. It won't work. Beside you should never lift your hand against your parents. Better get smacked.

Second, Keep quiet!

Your best defense is invisible bullets. Even if you know you are right and they are totally wrong and what they are saying are rubbish, do not allow one single word to come out. I repeat, NOT ONE SINGLE WORD!

Because if you do, you will get fired with a machine gun. When they ask you for an answer, they are really not asking for it. Trust me on that. Don't fell into the trap. Whatever you say, they will hammer you. They are like volcanoes ready to burst at the slightest provocation.

The best strategy is to KEEP QUIET until they finish all the talking. You know when they finish when they tell you to go to your room.

Then go, do not reactivate the volcano. Let them cool down at least with one night sleep.

Third, find a quiet private time with your mom. Only do that when her mood is good.

Tell her you understand how she feels and how she looks at it. Enumerate each of her concern. And maybe she is right. Mom and dad do care for us and want to protect us. Talk to her gently. Propose her something which would alleviate her concern.

Let say, you want to go to a party. Tell her that you will call her every hour and you would be back home at a certain time and of course you will not have sex. Tell her that if you were in her place you would react the same way because you are afraid something bad could happen. If she sees you are on the same mind as her, she would try to be understanding to you too.

Remember parents are like little children. You have to show them love and concern. Often time you might have to take the first step. And when they feel reassured and loved, they will grant you a lot of favors.

Last, but not least, Don't disappoint them. You have to earn their trust once they give it to you.

Else there will be nothing you can do next time if they don't listen to you.

Listen to professor Kampi.

Kampi Welcomes The 2010 Paralympic Winter Games

As a bear I can tell you the Paralympic Winter Games are as important as the Olympic Winter games.

It will bring tears to your eyes and joy in your heart as you watch those handicapped men and women compete to show the world and to themselves that they are still part of the human race.

For most of us the world crumbles down if we become a handicapped. However the Paralypic games show that the world is still there and waiting for us.

Life is not over. It's still full of fun and exciting.

What is great about the paralympic is that it gives hope to those who have no hope. And it inspires us, bears who are not handicapped.

Yes, Bravo to the Paralympic participants!!!!

What Are Sweeter Than Kids?

Kids give us a hard time. They are always demanding. They want this, they want that. They want the latest fashion. They really think money grows from trees. They only think for themselves. If they don't get what they want, they sulk.

Yet we love them. We try to give them as much as we can. We feel happy when they are happy. They are our sweethearts.

Yes there is nothing sweeter than kids. We can even get toothache by chewing them too much.

When a kid gives you a smile from the heart, it's like sipping maple syrup.

Please Don't Kill The Seals

I like seals. They are so sweet and cute. They live peacefully and do not hurt others.

Yet they are hunted and slaughtered. At least we, bears, know how to fight back and make them run if they come to us.

But the poor seals have no chance. They are clubbed to death so that they can be eaten.

Who wants to eat bear meat?

Let them come and we"ll see who is going to be eaten first.


Let's be nice to the seals. After all they are like me.

Petsi And Tim

Petsi was shocked. Somebody took the key. Who can that be? What is he going to tell the little boy?

He looked all around, making sure that the key didn't fall down somewhere. On the floor there was a black patch. It was like something had burnt.

When Petsi told the little boy what happened, the boy's face turned white.

"Don't worry, we"ll find it again", Petsi reassured the boy.

"No, we will never find it again. It has disintegrated", the boy wept his eyes.

"How can that be? I am not a human, so it should still be here", Petsi shook his head.

"I don't understand. What am I going to do now?"

"I will help you. But what's your name? Mine is Petsi", Petsi looked at the sad little boy.

"Tim", replied the boy, "What are we going to do now?".

To be continued.

Petsi And The Key

There was a key with the nuts. How come? Who put the key there? Petsi thought he was losing his mind. Did he put the key there without knowing?

"Petsi! Where are the nuts? Is it for today or for tomorrow?", Petsi heard his mother yelling again.

"I'm coming mom", Petsi took hold of the key and ran up the tree. He needed to find out what that key was for. But first he had to give his mom the nuts, Else she would get upset.

That night as he was lying on his bed and wondering about the key, he heard a noise in the garden. He looked out of the tree and saw a little boy digging under the apple tree.

It must be him who hid the key, Petsi thought. The little boy started to cry as he dug deeper and deeper.

Petsi felt sorry for him. He scrambled out of his hole and ran to the boy.

The boy was startled to see the squirrel.  His eyes lighted up, That squirrel must have taken it.

"Please give me back the key", the little boy pleaded to the squirrel with teary eyes. "Otherwise I cannot go back home".

"Sure I"ll give it back to you, but why did you hide it here?", Petsi inquired.

"This key is a secret key. It opens the door to the land of Wupet, I'm from there", the boy looked at Petsi in the eyes.

Petsi could not believe his ears ...  secret key, land of Wupet. What's going on here? He must be in a dream.

The little boy continued, "I cannot keep the key with me because it will disintegrate if it stays with a human being for more than one hour. That's why I buried it so no one can find it."

Petsi thought the boy had a great imagination and must have watched a lot of movies. Anyway he was going to give back the key and let him do whatever he wanted.

As he climbed back on the tree to pick the key, the key was gone.

To be continued.

The Story Of Petsi

I am going to tell you the story of Petsi.

Petsi is a little squirrel and he loves to watch little kids playing in the backyard. He loves little kids and is fascinated by them. He wishes he was one of them instead of being a squirrel.

He can then go to school and learn new things. He wishes he can read and write.

"Petsi! Bring me some nuts!", he heard his mom yelling. "Oh no! Nuts again! Everyday nuts, nothing but nuts ... I'm sick of nuts", muttered Petsi to himself.

He leaped down from the tree and landed on a bunch of dried leaves. He scratched his head trying to remember where he hid those nuts. There were so many holes he could have put them in.

"Aha! I remember now, it should be under that apple tree." Petsi preferred to bury the nuts in the ground than to keep them in the tree. They last longer when they are cool.

As he started to dig, the nuts appeared but there was something else. He was shocked, he could not believe his eyes.

To be continued tomorrow.

Someone Linked To Me

Can you believe that, someone linked to me? That's nice of her.

She has a great website with a lot of FREEBIES! If you love freebies you would love her site.

She has a cute name too, Babybarnplus. I love babies.

Anyway, check her site TOPSAVINGS.COM and don't be too greedy with the freebies.

A hug to Babybarnplus, wish she put my picture on her site, but not as a freebie.

So Many Responses For Pens!

I am surprised that so many of you responded for the Free Pens. It will be a pleasure for me to send them to you.
Didn't I say Canadians? I got Americans too! I don't mind sending to Americans, they are so nice even though they lost.

The problem is the postage which is expensive. Please send me a stamped addressed envelope if you can, I will be more than happier to send it to you. I am not a Millionaire. I am just a bear. I write stories for kids, so that they behave.

By the way, it would be great if any of you could help me write little stories for kids on my blog. The kids will love it. Don't worry if it's not perfect. The kids don't care. It just needs a happy ending with a lesson they can remember for the rest of their life. Because of a simple little story you can make a child become better and happier.So send me any story you can invent.

I will do my best to send as many pens as possible. It makes me happy to see you happy.

Be patient. The pen is heavy to lift and I am so small. I hope I don't get back pain after putting so many of them into the envelopes.
 
Thank you for your great responses!

Here's my address for the stamped addressed envelope (if you can):

Canada Wins The Olympics Hockey - Free Pens For Canadians!

Canada won the Olympics Hockey Games 2010!!!

I Kampi the blue bear will be giving Free pens to Canadians!

Yes I am so happy that Canada won that I decided to give away free pens.

 

Just write a comment or send me an email that you would like to have the free pen. I will try to send it to you as long as I don't run out and if I have money for the postage. 

Of course if you send me an addressed stamped envelope or the stamp you will definitely get the pen. I don't know how much the postage costs, maybe a dollar or so. 

Don't forget to mention your name or address. I am not Santa Claus, I have no idea where you live if you don't tell me.

Here's my email:   kampibear@gmail.com

Please don't send me junk mail.

If you like me, follow me on Twitter , if you don't like me, don't follow me.

Now I have to think how to get players for my hockey team - Little Maple Bears.

The Winter Olympics Games - Go Canada!!

I have been busy watching the Olympics games, so I didn't have time to blog. What a pretext!

But I have to tell you something. I normally do not like to watch hockey. It's too dangerous. It's too fast. You can fall down and those players are rough. Those poor kids will get killed.

But one day I watched girls play and they were so good. I enjoyed it. If the girls can do it, we bears can also.

I have to build a team of bears to play hockey. We will beat all the other teams. The problem is that we will have to learn to skate first. We would need a lot of pillows for our bottoms.

Our team will be called the Little Maple Bears.

Why Are Little Children Cute?

I would like to talk about little children today. They are stupid but cute. Well ... not really stupid .. they are actually very smart, in fact so smart that they know how to manipulate us, grown up. They do it without attending a single course in psychology. Hard to believe, isn't it?

Why are children cute? I wanted to find the answer so that I can write a book, "Learn to be cute". I interviewed several of them and they told me that it was, I who was cute. They wanted to hug me.

What's wrong with them? I am a professor. Have you ever heard of a cute professor?
 Of course not. If I was not a nice bear, I would have been very offended. Teddy bears may be cute, but I am not a teddy bear.

Anyway my research revealed that it's because they have big heads and big eyes ... and they tend to be roundish with short legs.  And when they start to talk or to babble ... it makes them cuter, even if you don't understand one single word what they are saying. It's so nice to hold a baby in your arm and listen to the sound they make as long as they don't cry.

I think I can write my book now.

Writing Children Stories Is Fun

I use to tell stories to little children and they love it. I just invent them from my head and I have to think fast.

Sometimes my mouth goes faster than my brain and I have no idea how to finish the story. When that happens, I have to tell my mouth to shut up and get some rest. My imagination starts running wild. Ahh ... sometimes the nice little kid would help by suggesting how the story continues and I agree fully.

Telling stories is fun but ... hard sometimes.

Je parle français

Oui, je parle français. Je suis intelligent, c'est pourquoi je suis un professeur.

Aha! You are wondering what I am saying.

You see ... I know more than you.

I was speaking in French. Yes .. French  ... mon tailleur est riche.

Don't worry I will blog in English and perhaps now and then a little French.

If you want, I can teach you French ... for a few bucks. Here is my bank account number in case you want to make a transfer:  Wachaga Bank:  23906583622

I hope I become very rich.

I got a blog

I am a blogger now, can you believe that?
I blog, I blog, I blog ...
O.K enough fooling around ... let me tell you a little about myself.

First my name is Kampi. I am a tiny blue bear and I am a professor.

Ya you have heard right! I am a professor at the university of Wachaga.

Never heard of Wachaga? Poor fellow .. you desperately need to go to a university to learn something.

Anyway I will be teaching you a few things so that you smarten up.

Just come to my blog everyday and if I am not too lazy ... i mean, too tired ... I will tell you some stories.

Enough for now. I have written already too much. I have to take a nap now.

What's wrong with that? I am a bear. And bear takes nap.