A Very Fine Morning
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Edward Bear, known to his friends as Winnie-the-Pooh, or Pooh for short, was walking through the forest one day, humming proudly to himself. He had made up a little hum that very morning while doing his Stoutness Exercises.
Tra-la-la, tra-la-la, Rum-tum-tiddle-um-tum.
The sun is shining, and it is nearly eleven o'clock—which is generally time for a little something. Pooh stops at a fork in the path, wondering what everybody else is doing, and what it feels like to be somebody else.
"I think," said Pooh, tapping his head, "that I shall go visiting. But who?"