In which we are introduced to WINNIE-THE-POOH and some bees, and the story begin (4)

In which we are introduced to WINNIE-THE-POOH and some bees, and the story begin (4)

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

He was nearly there now, and if he just stood on that branch . . .

Crack !

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

" If only I hadn't ー " 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 ー "

" Of course, it was rather ー " 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 coumes 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.

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