Winnie the Pooh

'Up there,' said Piglet, waving his paw.

'What did it look like?'

'Like-like- It had the biggest head you ever saw, Christopher Robin. A great enormous thing, like-like nothing. A huge big-well, like a-I don't know-like an enormous big nothing. Like a jar.'

'Well,' said Christopher Robin, putting on his shoes, 'I shall go and look at it. Come on.'

Piglet wasn't afraid if he had Christopher Robin with him, so off they went...

'I can hear it, can't you?' said Piglet anxiously, as they got near.

'I can hear something,' said Christopher Robin.

It was Pooh bumping his head against a tree-root he had found.

'There!' said Piglet. 'Isn't it awful?' And he held on tight to Christopher

Robin's hand.

Suddenly Christopher Robin began to laugh... and he laughed.. and he laughed... and he laughed. And while he was still laughing- Crash went the

Heffalump's head against the tree-root, Smash went the jar, and out came Pooh's

head again...

Then Piglet saw what a Foolish Piglet he had been, and he was so ashamed of himself that he ran straight off home and went to bed with a headache. But

Christopher Robin and Pooh went home to breakfast together.

'Oh, Bear!' said Christopher Robin. 'How I do love you!'

'So do I,' said Pooh.

Winnie-The-Pooh - Chapter 6

...IN WHICH EEYORE HAS A BIRTHDAY AND GETS TWO PRESENTS

EEYORE, the old grey Donkey, stood by the side of the stream, and looked at

himself in the water.

'Pathetic,' he said. s' That's what it is. Pathetic.'

He turned and walked slowly down the stream for twenty yards, splashed across it, and walked slowly back on the other side. Then he looked at himself in the

water again.

'As I thought,' he said. 'No better from this side. But nobody minds. Nobody cares. Pathetic, that's what it is.'

There was a crackling noise in the bracken behind him, and out came Pooh.

'Good morning, Eeyore,' said Pooh.

'Good morning, Pooh Bear,' said Eeyore gloomily. 'If it is a good morning,' he said. 'Which I doubt,' said he.

'Why, what's the matter?'

'Nothing, Pooh Bear, nothing. We can't all, and some of us don't. That's all

there is to it.'

'Can't all what?' said Pooh, rubbing his nose.

'Gaiety. Song-and-dance. Here we go round the mulberry bush.'

'Oh!' said Pooh. He thought for a long time, and then asked, 'What mulberry bush

is that?'

'Bon-hommy,' went on Eeyore gloomily. 'French word meaning bonhommy,' he explained. 'I'm not complaining, but There It Is.'

Pooh sat down on a large stone, and tried to think this out. It sounded to him like a riddle, and he was never much good at riddles, being a Bear of Very