Once upon a time, a very long time ago now, about last Friday, Winnie-the-Pooh lived in a forest all by himself under the name of Sanders.
WINNIE-THE-POOH by A.A. Milne with decorations by Ernest H Shepard is a collection of ten stories of the life and trials of the friendly and thoughtful "bear of little brain", Winnie the Pooh in the Hundred Acre Woods. His is a busy and exciting life and his love for honey sometimes leads to trouble. Pooh pretends to be a raincloud, gets stuck in a rabbit hole, hunts Woozles, steals a baby kangaroo, survives a flood and manages to (almost) find the North Pole but he doesn't do it alone. Throughout these experiences he's accompanied by his best friend, Christopher Robin or his quite timid, other best friend, Piglet, or Owl, who has problems with spelling or the ever-glum, slow-talking, pessimistic donkey, Eeyore who suffers from self-esteem issues.
At one chapter per visit, I read Pooh to Myra, at the nursing home. We were surprised and amused by the dry wit peppered throughout the book. Yes, it is a children's book but a good read for anyone of any age. Christopher Robin was blessed to have a father who could entertain with such spontaneous, gentle, and delightfully silly stories and we were blessed to listen in.
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