Winnie the Pooh

I wonder why he does?

Then he climbed a little further... and a little further... and then just a little further. By that time he had thought of another song.

It's a very funny thought that, if Bears were Bees,

They'd build their nests at the bottom of trees.

And that being so (if the Bees were Bears),

We shouldn't have to climb up all these stairs.

He was getting rather tired by this time, so that is why he sang a Complaining

Song. He was nearly there now, and if he just s t o o d o n t h a t branch...

Crack!

'Oh, help!' said Pooh, as he dropped ten feet on the branch below him.

'If only I hadn't-' he said, as he bounced twenty feet on to the next branch.

'You see, what I meant to do,' he explained, as he turned head-over-heels, and crashed on to another branch thirty feet below, 'what I meant to do-'

'Of course, it was rather-' he admitted, as he slithered very quickly through

the next six branches.

'It all comes, I suppose,' he decided, as he said good-bye to the last branch, spun round three times, and flew gracefully into a gorse-bush, 'it all comes of liking honey so much. Oh, help!'

He crawled out of the gorse-bush, brushed the prickles from his nose, and began to think again. And the first person he thought of was Christopher Robin.

('Was that me?' said Christopher Robin in an awed voice, hardly daring to

believe it.

'That was you.'

Christopher Robin said nothing, but his eyes got larger and larger, and his face

got pinker and pinker.)

So Winnie-the-Pooh went round to his friend Christopher Robin, who lived behind

a green door in another part of the Forest.

'Good morning, Christopher Robin,' he said.

'Good morning, Winnie-ther-Pooh,' said you.

'I wonder if you've got such a thing as a balloon about you?'

'A balloon?'

'Yes, I just said to myself coming along: 'I wonder if Christopher Robin has such a thing as a balloon about him?' I just said it to myself, thinking of balloons, and wondering.'

'What do you want a balloon for?' you said.

Winnie-the-Pooh looked round to see that nobody was listening, put his paw to

his mouth, and said in a deep whisper: 'Honey!'

'But you don't get honey with balloons!'

'I do,' said Pooh.

Well, it just happened that you had been to a party the day before at the house of your friend Piglet, and you had balloons at the party. You had had a big green balloon; and one of Rabbit's relations had had a big blue one, and had left it behind, being really too young to go to a party at all; and so you had