The vocabulary in Cecilia's book

bathtub
hippopotamus
penguin
seal
cone
blocks
giraffe
igloo
jam
lollipop
quilt

fling
He found Big Bird pulling open drawers and flinging things out of them.
dresser
nightshirt
a banana peel
brownie
a squashed purty horn said Oscar with grouchy glee. "Gee, thanks!"

Baby Elmo shakes a rattle. Baby Elmo's in a band.
Baby Elmo plays peekaboo.

basking shark
thresher
angel shark
balck-tipped reef shark
oceanic white-tipped shark
port jackson's shark
The sharks spped up. They shoot through the water like torpedoes.
Why do blue sharks really follow ships?
seal
The great white shark is the size of a sppedboat.
A baby shark is called a pup.
The pups had better watch out for puffer fish.
If a shark eats it, its spines get stuck in the shark's throat.
The stingray flaps through the sea like a giant bat. Its tail has a poison stinger.
Most sharks have ballons inside them. But sharks do not. If they stop swimming, they sink.
a barrel of nails.
sandal
jump rope
crayon
pinata
menorah
Jack-o-Lantern
piggybank

The vocabulary in the kid's book

yo-yo
wagon
harmonica
xylophone
pail and shovel
roller skates
skateboard

munch
crunch
nibble
savor
gulp
gobble
wiggle
wobble
squeak
wren
perch
badger
pry
budge
grin
flutter

cozy
splish splash
wriggle
Daddy is a sneaky fox when playing hide-and-seek.
Daddy is a handy horse for cowpokes on the go. He bucks and snorts, then giddyups...
crunchy
Daddy is a choo-choo train that clikity-clacks along. With me as engineer up front, we sing a chugging song.
snug
Daddy is my valentine with sticky, gummy glue, sprinkled with a glitter message - I love you.
tuck

The vocabulary in Toronto Kids Zoo

This is to record the vocabulary when my family visited the Toronto Zoo, the kids area.

prairie dog
top dog
slinky ferret

hare
cottontail
munch
crunch

pileated
glade
woodchuck

skunk digging for grubs
raccoon
blue jay

rook
helmeted guineafowl
crested seriema

triceratops
duck-billed dinosaur
Tyrannosaurus rex
pteranodon

pronghorn antelop
coyote
prairie chicken

smilodon
sabre-toothed cats
ovenbird

leap like a frog
slump
muskrat
Muskrats build their lodges in or at the edge of ponds.
nip
Don't try to talk around a goat. He'll butt in and then he'll gloat.
Have you seen pig dung?
cattail
dandelions
garter snake
aphid
bergamot
stroller

Daddy is a cozy hug

Daddy is a cozy hug

Daddy is a fish with fins when summer heats the air.
We splish and splash in crashing waves--a wiggling, wriggling pair.
Daddy is a tap-tap hammer, building things with me.
We work tap-tap and make a house for birdies in our tree.
Daddy is my pillow where rest my sleepy head.
When camping far beneath the stars, he’s better than a bed.
Daddy is a sneaky fox when playing hide-and-seek.
He makes himself so hard to find...
I sometimes have to peek.

Daddy is a handy horse for cowpokes on the go.
He bucks and snorts, then giddyups ...until I tell him, “Whoa!”
Daddy is a pile of leaves when fall comes rolling round.
One, two, three... I run and jump!
We make a crunchy sound!
Daddy is a choo-choo train that clickity-clacks along.
With me as engineer up front, we sing a chugging song.
Daddy is my blanket when cold winds begin to blow.
Bundled round me soft and snug, he warms me from the snow.
Daddy is my valentine with sticky, gummy glue, sprinkled with a glitter message--I LOVE YOU.
Daddy is the rushing wind that makes my kite take wing … and dip and dive, as if alive, a-dancing on a string.
Daddy’s my umbrella that hides me from drip-drops.
He keeps me dry from cloudy skies until the spring rain stops.
Daddy is a cozy hug when tucking me in tight.
He kisses me on cheek--and nose--then whispers, “Nighty-night.”
Daddy is so many things with me the whole year through.
I’m glad I have my daddy...
Daddy, I love you.

Especially when you’re on the go.
It's like the clock rolling round to the end of something, tomorrow I start again.

Bear's Loose Tooth

This book is borrowed from the Toronto Public Library. I find that there're many words difficult for me even in the book for kids. The native speakers may think some of them natural and easy, it's not for me as a new comer.

From a cave in the forest came a munch, munch, crunch as Bear and his friends all nibbled on their lunch.
Bear savored every bite.
He gulped and he gobbled.
Then there in his mouth something wiggled, and it wobbled.
As Bear nibbled food, something moved when he chewed!
It was … Bear’s loose tooth!
Bear pointed in his mouth and he said, “Oh, dear! My tooth feels funny. It’s the one right here.”
Bear frowned and he worried.
Tears welled in his eyes.
“But how will I eat if my tooth says good-bye?”
Hare said, “Open wide.”
Then he looked inside and saw Bear’s loose tooth.
Mouse sueaked, “Don’t fret. Don’t fuss. Look, see? A new tooth will grow where the old used to be.”
“We’ll help!” said Wren.
“I know what to do!
It’s out with the old and in with the new!”
Wren perched on Bear’s lip and he got a good grip on Bear’s loose tooth.
Wren pulled on the tooth with all of his might.
“Is it out?” asked Bear.
But it stayed stuck tight.
“I’m a bit too small for the job,” said Wren.
So Owl grabbed the tooth.
But the tooth stayed in.
Badger said, “I’ll try.”
And he gave a big pry on Bear’s loose tooth.
They all took a turn, but the tooth wouldn’t budge.
Then …
Bear used his tongue and he gave a little nudge.
His tooth wiggled to and fro;
then what do you know …
Bear’s tooth fell OUT!
Bear danced a big dance.
Bear grinned a big grin
Bear held his tooth and he showed all his friends.
Bear looked in the mirror, and he laughed at his smile.
A new tooth would come, but it might take a while.
That night in bed, right next to his head lay Bear’s loose tooth.
While he slept and he snored, a fairy fluttered in, and she left blueberries where Bear’s tooth had been!
He woke in the morning and found the sweet treat.
Bear’s friends came for breakfast.
They sat down to eat.
Bear gulped and he gobbled, and he felt something wobble …
Uh-oh!
Bear’s loose tooth!

Begin my brand new life in Canada

Actually, I came to Canada on 25 June, 2012 with my wife and son. It's almost 2 months. Time really flies. I think it's a good time to record my life, my thought and my journey in Canada, in English.

The most important thing for me in Canada is to acquire a professional job which would be better if the job is finance related development work. And since I will definitely live in Canada from then on, the mastery on English is naturally an import goal. Trying to write my blog in English would help me to collect all the English material things and will help me no doubt to improve my English.

Below fields will be covered while not limited to:

1. My experience in Canada

2. My thoughts in Canada

3. English learning tips and collected articles