Wednesday, January 13, 2010

in the Hundred Acre Wood

sometimes, all you need to hear is a word that makes your tongue roll around it, and wibble and wobble around inside your tummy till you're forced to smile. sometimes the thought of marshmallows is more delicious than the overly sweet multi-coloured disappointing little blobs that they turn out to be. sometimes, you just need something to Delight you, to tickle something inside your brain and make you laugh out loud. and that’s when you should read Winnie the Pooh.

“It's snowing still," said Eeyore gloomily. "So it is." "And freezing." "Is it?" "Yes," said Eeyore. "However," he said, brightening up a little, "we haven't had an earthquake lately.”

i love Eeyore. and his balloon. and tail. he makes me smile.

“He respects Owl, because you can't help respecting anybody who can spell TUESDAY, even if he doesn't spell it right.”

as I respect all those opinionated, talkative people, who talk because talking is their passion, not because they have much to say. how true is pooh? we all meet these people, the talkers, who we can’t help but love. we all know at least one person, who can spell Tuesday wrong, don't we?

“When late morning rolls around and you're feeling a bit out of sorts, don't worry; you're probably just a little eleven o'clockish.”

“People who don't Think probably don't have Brains; rather, they have grey fluff that's blown into their heads by mistake.”

“"Well," said Pooh, "what I like best -- " and then he had to stop and think. Because although Eating Honey was a very good thing to do, there was a moment just before you began to eat it which was better than when you were, but he didn't know what it was called”

you can learn a lot from Pooh. sometimes, children's books make more sense when you're a grown up. sometimes, when you remember a poem from when you were tiny, can recite it backwards, and then suddenly read it again, it becomes even more delightful. sneezles and wheezles are always important to think about. as are Heffalumps.

“Poetry and Hums aren't things which you get, they're things which get you. And all you can do is go where they can find you.”

“When having a smackerel of something with a friend, don't eat so much that you get stuck in the doorway trying to get out.”

now how smart is that?

And finally…

“"I don't see much sense in that," said Rabbit.
"No," said Pooh humbly, "there isn't. But there was going to be when I began it. It's just that something happened to it along the way."”

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