9781665947688: Winnie-the-Pooh (The Winnie-the-Pooh Collection)
Hardcover
ISBN 10: 1665947683 ISBN 13: 9781665947688
Verlag: Aladdin, 2024

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With a gorgeously redesigned cover and the original black and white interior illustrations by Ernest Shepard, this beautiful edition of the beloved childhood classic Winnie-the-Pooh by A. A. Milne is sure to delight new and old fans alike!

Explore the Hundred Acre Wood with everyone’s favorite bear-of-little-brain, Winnie-the-Pooh! In this children’s classic that has captured imaginations for the past century, meet Pooh, Christopher Robin, and the other residents of the forest, including timid Piglet, downcast Eeyore, impatient Rabbit, loquacious Owl, and newcomers Kanga and Roo. In each chapter, they have a new adventure, from searching for honey or celebrating birthdays to hunting Heffalumps or navigating a flood.

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Über die Autorinnen und Autoren

A. A. Milne (1882–1956) was an English playwright, poet, and author. He served in both World Wars, but in peacetime devoted himself to writing. He is best known for his Winnie-the-Pooh books, which were inspired by his son, Christopher Robin Milne.

Ernest Shepard (1879–1976) was an English painter and book illustrator. Encouraged by his parents to pursue art, he attended the Royal Academy Schools and began his career illustrating for Punch magazine. During the First World War, he aided the Intelligence Department by sketching combat areas, and he was later awarded the Military Cross for his service with the Royal Artillery. In addition to his work as an artist, Shepard wrote two autobiographies and two novels for children. He is best remembered for his anthropomorphic animal illustrations in The Wind and the Willows and the Winnie-the-Pooh series.

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CHAPTER ONE   In Which We Are Introduced to Winnie-the-Pooh and Some Bees, and the Stories Begin

 

 

  HERE IS EDWARD BEAR, COMING downstairs now, bump, bump, bump, on the back of his head, behind Christopher Robin. It is, as far as he knows, the only way of coming downstairs, but sometimes he feels that there really is another way, if only he could stop bumping for a moment and think of it. And then he feels that perhaps there isn’t. Anyhow, here he is at the bottom, and ready to be introduced to you. Winnie-the-Pooh.

  When I first heard his name, I said, just as you are going to say, “But I thought he was a boy?”

  “So did I,” said Christopher Robin.

  “Then you can’t call him Winnie?”

  “I don’t.”

  “But you said—”

  “He’s Winnie-ther-Pooh. Don’t you know what ‘ther’ means?”

  “Ah, yes, now I do,” I said quickly; and I hope you do too, because it is all the explanation you are going to get.

  Sometimes Winnie-the-Pooh likes a game of some sort when he comes downstairs, and sometimes he likes to sit quietly in front of the fire and listen to a story. This evening—

  “What about a story?” said Christopher Robin.

  “What about a story?” I said.

  “Could you very sweetly tell Winnie-the-Pooh one?”

  “I suppose I could,” I said. “What sort of stories does he like?”

  “About himself. Because he’s that sort of bear.”

  “Oh, I see.”

  “So could you very sweetly?”

  “I’ll try,” I said.

  So I tried.

  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.

  (“What does ‘under the name’ mean?” asked Christopher Robin.

  “It means he had the name over the door in gold letters, and lived under it.”

  “Winnie-the-Pooh wasn’t quite sure,” said Christopher Robin.

   

  “Now I am,” said a growly voice.

  “Then I will go on,” said I.)

  One day when he was out walking, he came to an open place in the middle of the forest, and in the middle of this place was a large oak tree, and, from the top of the tree, there came a loud buzzing noise.

   

   

  Winnie-the-Pooh sat down at the foot of the tree, put his head between his paws, and began to think.

  First of all, he said to himself, “That buzzing noise means something. You don’t get a buzzing noise like that, just buzzing and buzzing, without its meaning something. If there’s a buzzing noise, somebody’s making a buzzing noise, and the only reason for making a buzzing noise that I know of is because you’re a bee.”

  Then he thought another long time, and said, “And the only reason for being a bee that I know of is making honey.”

  And then he got up, and said, “And the only reason for making honey is so as I can eat it.” So he began to climb the tree.

   

  He climbed and he climbed and he climbed, and as he climbed, he sang a little song to himself. It went like this:

  Isn’t it funny

 

  How a bear likes honey?

 

  Buzz! Buzz! Buzz!

 

  I wonder why he does?

 

  Then he climbed a little farther… and a little farther… and then just a little farther. 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 stood on that branch…

  Crack!

   

  “Oh, help!” said Pooh as he dropped ten feet onto the branch below him.

  “If only I hadn’t—” he said as he bounced twenty feet onto the next branch.

  “You see, what I meant to do,” he explained as he turned head over heels, and crashed onto 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 goodbye 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 brought the green one and the blue one home with you.

  “Which one would you like?” you asked Pooh.

  He put his head between his paws and thought very carefully.

  “It’s like this,” he said. “When you go after honey with a balloon, the great thing is not to let the bees know you’re coming. Now, if you have a green balloon, they might think you were only part of the tree, and not notice you, and, if you have a blue balloon, they...

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Verlag
Aladdin
Erscheinungsdatum
2024
Sprache
Englisch
ISBN 10 
1665947683
ISBN 13 
9781665947688
Einband
Gebundene Ausgabe
Zeichner
Shepard Ernest H.
Anzahl der Seiten
176
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