Winnie-The-Pooh-A Short Classic Children’s Story-Part 8

Here is the next part of the classic tale, Christopher Robin puts on his Big Boots and has an idea. Then Pooh, Rabbit and Piglet, Eyore & Owl and Christopher Robin come up with a not-so-clever plan. Piglet and Water – what’s happening?!!
Ending Music from Freesound-SweetDreams

Transcript

Hi, It's Stefania, And we're back with the next part of Winnie the Pooh. This story is called, In which Piglet is entirely surrounded by water. It rained, And it rained, And it rained. Piglet told himself that never in all his life, And he was goodness knows how old, Three or was it four, Never had he seen so much rain. Days and days and days. If only, He thought as he looked out the window, I had been in Pooh's house or Christopher Robin's house or Rabbit's house when it began to rain, Then I should have had company all this time instead of being here all alone with nothing to do except wonder when it will stop. And he imagined himself with Pooh saying, Did you ever see such rain, Pooh? And Pooh saying, Isn't it awful, Piglet? And Piglet saying, I wonder how it is over at Christopher Robinson's way. And Pooh saying, I should think poor old Rabbit is about flooded out by this time. It would have been jolly to talk like this, And really it wasn't much good having anything exciting like floods if you couldn't share them with somebody. For it was rather exciting, The little dry ditches in which Piglet had nosed about so often had become streams. The little streams across which he had splashed were rivers and the river between whose steep banks they had played so happily had sprawled out of his own bed and was taking up so much room everywhere. And Piglet was beginning to wonder whether it would be coming into his bed soon. It's a little anxious, He said to himself, To be a very small animal entirely surrounded by water. Christopher Robin and Pooh could escape by climbing trees, And Kanga could escape by jumping, And Rabbit could escape by burrowing, And Owl could escape by flying, And Eeyore could escape by making a loud noise until rescued. And here I am, Surrounded by water, And I can't do anything. It went on raining, And every day the water got a little bigger, Until now it was nearly up to Piglet's window, And still he hadn't done anything. There's Pooh, He thought to himself. Pooh hasn't much brain, But he never comes to any harm. He does silly things, And they turn out right. There's Owl. Owl hasn't exactly got brain, But he knows things. He would know right thing to do when surrounded by water. There's Rabbit. He hasn't learned in books, But he can always think of a clever plan. There's Kanga. She isn't clever, Kanga isn't, But she would be so anxious about Roo that she would find a good thing to do without thinking about it. And then there's Eeyore, And Eeyore is so miserable anyhow that he wouldn't mind about this. But I wonder, What would Christopher Robin do? And suddenly he remembered a story which Christopher Robin had told him about a man on a desert island who had written something in a bottle and thrown it into the sea. And Piglet thought that if he wrote something in a bottle and threw it in the water, Perhaps someone would come and rescue him. He left the window and began to search his house, All of it that wasn't underwater, And at last he found a pencil and a small piece of dry paper and a bottle with a cork to it. And he wrote on one side of the paper, Help, Piglet, Me. And on the other side, It's me, Piglet, Help, Help. Then he put the paper in the bottle and he corked the bottle up as tightly as he could and he leant out of his window as far as he could lean without falling in and he threw the bottle as far as he could throw, Sploosh. And in a little while, It popped up again in the water and he watched it floating slowly away in the distance until his eyes ached with looking. And sometimes he thought it was the bottle and sometimes he thought it was just a ripple on the water which he was following. And then suddenly he knew he would never see it again and that he had done all that he could to save himself. So now, He thought, Somebody else will have to do something and I hope they do it soon because if they don't, I shall have to swim, Which I can't, So I hope they do it soon. And then he gave a very long sigh and said, Oh, I wish Pooh were here. It's so much more friendly with two. When the rain began, Pooh was asleep. It rained and it rained and it rained and he slept and he slept and he slept. He had had a tiring day. You remember how he discovered the North Pole? Well, He was so proud of this that he asked Christopher Robin if there were any other poles such as a bear of a little brain might discover. There's a South Pole, Said Christopher Robin, And I expect there's an East Pole and a West Pole, Though people don't like talking about them. Pooh was very excited when he heard this and suggested that they should have an expedition to discover the East Pole. But Christopher Robin had thought of something else to do with Ganga. So Pooh went out to discover the East Pole by himself. Whether he discovered it or not, Oh, I forget, But he was so tired when he got home that in the middle of his supper, After he had been eating for a little more than half an hour, He fell fast asleep in his chair and slept and slept and slept. Then suddenly he was dreaming. He was at the East Pole and it was a very cold pole with the coldest sort of snow and ice all over it. He had found a beehive to sleep in, But there wasn't room for his legs, So he had left them outside. And wild woozles such as Inhabit, The East Pole, Came and nibbled all the fur off his legs to make nests for their young. And the more they nibbled, The colder his legs got until suddenly he woke up with an oh! And there he was, Sitting in his chair with his feet in the water and water all around him. He splashed to his door and looked out. This is serious, Said Pooh. I must have an escape. So he took his largest pot of honey and escaped with it to a broad branch of his tree well above the water. And then he climbed down again and escaped with another pot. And when the whole escape was finished, There was Pooh sitting on his branch, Dangling his legs, And there beside him were ten pots of honey. Two days later, There was Pooh sitting on his branch, Dangling his legs, And there beside him were four pots of honey. Three days later, There was Pooh sitting on his branch, Dangling his legs, And there beside him was one pot of honey. Four days later, There was Pooh. And it was on the morning of the fourth day that Piglet's bottle came floating past him, And with one loud cry of, Honey, Pooh jumped into the water, Seized the bottle, And struggled back to his tree again. Well there, Said Pooh as he opened it, All that wet for nothing. What's that bit of paper doing? He took it out and looked at it. It's a message, He said to himself. That's what it is. And that letter is a P, And so is that, And so is that, And P means Pooh. So it's a very important message to me, And I can't read it. I must find Christopher Robin, Or Owl, Or Piglet, Or one of those clever readers who can read things, And they will tell me what this message means. Only, I can't swim. Other. Then he had an idea, And I think that for a bear of very little brain, It was a good idea. He said to himself, If a bottle can float, Then a jar can float, And if a jar floats, I can sit on top of it, If it's a very big jar. And that's the end of today's story. You'll have to come back to find out what was Pooh's grand idea, And did it work? We'll be back again soon with the next part. So be good, Stay well, Be happy. Bye for now.