It’s World Book Day so Rob Harkavy has penned this new short story featuring one of his favourite characters, Winnie the Pooh.
In which Pooh and Piglet search for supplies
Eeyore was looking miserable. Very miserable indeed, and when Eeyore looked very miserable indeed it was the most miserable anyone in the whole wide world could possibly ever look.
Pooh looked at Piglet. Piglet looked at Pooh. Pooh felt bad.
“I’m sorry we’re late, Eeyore” said Pooh.
“Nobody is ever on time when they come to visit me,” replied Eeyore, sniffing. “I’m just not very important.” Eeyore sniffed again and looked even sadder.
“Why are you so glum, Eeyore?” chirruped Piglet. Piglet liked Eeyore very much but sometimes he wished that he could be a little bit jollier.
“It’s the crisis,” said Eeyore, ruefully.
“What crisis?” asked Pooh. Pooh wasn’t sure what a crisis was but a little part of his brain remembered that a it was A Very Bad Thing.
“The Verona Crisis,” replied Eeyore. “It is A Very Bad Thing.” Pooh was pleased that the little part of his brain had been right about the crisis and although he tried not to, he couldn’t stop himself from smiling.
“It’s not funny,” said Eeyore.
“I know, I know!” squeaked Piglet, jumping up and down. “Christopher Robin said that the Verona Crisis was a very bad thing and we need to wash our hands all the time or we’ll become poorly with the snuffles.”
Pooh looked at Piglet. Piglet looked at Pooh. Pooh and Piglet looked at Eeyore.
“Eeyore?” asked Pooh, nervously. “Do you have the Verona Crisis?”
“Of course I do,“ replied Eeyore, mournfully. Whenever bad things happened they seemed always to happen to Eeyore.
“I know, I know” shrilled Piglet. “Christopher Robin says that if the Verona Crisis comes we will need supplies.”
“Yes,” said Pooh, authoritatively. “Come on Piglet,” he continued. “Let’s go and find some supplies for Eeyore.”
Pooh and Piglet looked at Eeyore. Eeyore looked at Pooh and Piglet, a little less gloomily.
Pooh and Piglet skipped along the path through the Hundred Acre Wood, happy that they were going to help Eeyore.
“Pooh?” said Piglet.
“Yes Piglet”, replied Pooh.
“What are supplies?”
“Well,” said Pooh, putting on his explaining-important-things-to-Piglet face. “Supplies are…well, it’s simple really…supplies are…supplies are things.”
“What things?” asked Piglet.
Just as Pooh was about to answer and tell Piglet everything he knew about supplies, there was a loud whoosh and Owl appeared on a nearby branch.
“Did someone say something about supplies?” he asked, looking over the top of his spectacles in a way that only very clever people can.
“We need to find supplies for Eeyore,” explained Piglet. “Because of the Verona Crisis.”
“Ah yes,” nodded Owl, sagely. “The Verona Crisis. I know all about the Verona Crisis.”
Pooh and Piglet knew that Owl would know.
Owl puffed out his chest, adjusted his spectacles and cleared his throat. “First of all,” he announced in his most serious voice, “you will need to find some ice and some lotion, dig a hole and put Eeyore in it.”
“Hmmm,” said Pooh, impressed. “Ice and lotion are very important for when the Verona Crisis comes.”
Owl continued: “I heard it on the wireless. They said that when the Verona Crisis comes you need to put yourself in ice and lotion for ten days.”
Piglet and Pooh thanked Owl for his help and set out to look for some ice and some lotion. They walked and talked and hummed and searched but they could not find any ice or any lotion anywhere.
After a long time when the sun was starting to fall behind the tall trees and cast long shadows on the forest floor, Pooh looked at Piglet and Piglet looked at Pooh.
“Pooh?” asked Piglet. “Are haycorns supplies?”
“Yes Piglet,” replied Pooh. “I think they probably are.”
Pooh screwed up his eyes and put on his thinking face. “If haycorns are supplies, do you think honey is also supplies?”
Piglet looked at Pooh. “Certainly. Honey and haycorns are definitely supplies.”
Pooh looked at Piglet and Piglet looked at Pooh. They knew what they had to do.