INTRODUCTION
Ifyouhappentohave
leído
readanotherbookaboutChristopherRobin,youmayrecuerdes
rememberthatheoncehadacisne
swan(ortheswanhadChristopherRobin,Idon'tsé
knowwhich)andthatheusedtollamar
callthisswanPooh.Thatwasalongtime
hace
ago,andwhenwesaidgood-bye,wellevamos
tookthenamewithus,aswedidn'tpensamos
thinktheswanwouldwantitanymás
more.Well,whenEdwardBear
dijo
saidthathewouldlikeun
anexcitingnamealltohimself,ChristopherRobindijo
saidatonce,withoutstoppingtopensar
think,thathewasWinnie-the-Pooh.Y
Andhewas.So,asI
he
haveexplainedthePoohpart,Iwillahora
nowexplaintherestofit.Youcan'tbeinLondonfor
tiempo
longwithoutgoingtotheZoológico
Zoo.Therearesomepeoplewho
comienzan
begintheZooattheprincipio
beginning,calledWAYIN,andwalkasquicklyastheypueden
canpasteverycageuntiltheyllegar
gettotheonecalledWAYOUT,pero
butthenicestpeoplegodirectamente
straighttotheanimaltheyaman
lovethemost,andstaythere.So
cuando
whenChristopherRobingoestotheZoológico
Zoo,hegoestowherethePolarBearsestán
are,andhewhisperssomethingtothetercer
thirdkeeperfromtheleft,y
anddoorsareunlocked,andwevagamos
wanderthroughdarkpassagesandupempinadas
steepstairs,untilatlastwellegamos
cometothespecialcage,y
andthecageisopened,y
andouttrotssomethingbrowny
andfurry,andwithafeliz
happycryof"Oh,Bear!"ChristopherRobinrushesintoitsarms.
Ahora
Nowthisbear'snameisWinnie,whichmuestra
showswhatagoodnameforbearsites
is,butthefunnythingisthatwecan'trecordar
rememberwhetherWinnieiscalledafterPooh,o
orPoohafterWinnie.Wedid
sabíamos
knowonce,butwehaveolvidado
forgotten....Ihadwrittenasfarasthis
cuando
whenPigletlookedupanddijo
saidinhissqueakyvoice,"WhataboutMe?""My
querido
dearPiglet,"Isaid,"thewholelibro
bookisaboutyou.""SoitisaboutPooh,"hesqueaked.
You
ve
seewhatitis.Heis
celoso
jealousbecausehethinksPoohisteniendo
havingaGrandIntroductionalltohimself.Poohis
el
thefavourite,ofcourse,there'sno
nodenyingit,butPigletviene
comesinforagoodmanythingswhichPoohpierde
misses;becauseyoucan'ttakePoohto
escuela
schoolwithouteverybodyknowingit,pero
butPigletissosmallthathedesliza
slipsintoapocket,whereitismuy
verycomfortingtofeelhimcuando
whenyouarenotquiteseguro
surewhethertwicesevenistwelveo
ortwenty-two.Sometimesheslipsout
y
andhasagoodlookinla
theink-pot,andinthismanera
wayhehasgotmoreeducación
educationthanPooh,butPoohdoesn'timporta
mind.Somehavebrains,and
algunos
somehaven't,hesays,andthereitestá
is.Andnowalltheothersare
diciendo
saying,"WhataboutUs?"So
tal vez
perhapsthebestthingtohacer
doistostopwritingIntroductionsy
andgetonwiththelibro
book.CHAPTERI
INWHICHWEAREINTRODUCEDTOWINNIE-THE-POOH
Y
ANDSOMEBEES,ANDTHESTORIESComienzan
BEGINHereisEdwardBear,coming
escaleras
downstairsnow,bump,bump,bump,ontheatrás
backofhishead,behindChristopherRobin.It
es
is,asfarashesabe
knows,theonlywayofcomingescaleras
downstairs,butsometimeshefeelsthathay
therereallyisanotherway,si
ifonlyhecouldstopbumpingforun
amomentandthinkofit.Y
Andthenhefeelsthattal vez
perhapsthereisn't.Anyhow,hereheisat
la
thebottom,andreadytobepresentado
introducedtoyou.Winnie-the-Pooh.
WhenI
primera
firstheardhisname,Isaid,justasyouareva
goingtosay,"ButIpensé
thoughthewasaboy?"SodidI,"
dijo
saidChristopherRobin.Thenyoucan'tcallhimWinnie?"
Idon't."
Pero
Butyousaid——".He'sWinnie-ther-Pooh.
Don'tyou
sabes
knowwhat'ther'means?"Ah,
sí
yes,nowIdo,"Idije
saidquickly;andIhopeyou
hagan
dotoo,becauseitistoda
alltheexplanationyouarevan
goingtoget.SometimesWinnie-the-Pooh
gusta
likesagameofsometipo
sortwhenhecomesdownstairs,y
andsometimeshelikestosentarse
sitquietlyinfrontoflas
thefireandlistentoun
astory.Thisevening——.
Whatabout
una
astory?"saidChristopherRobin.
Whatabout
una
astory?"Isaid.
Couldyou
muy
verysweetlytellWinnie-the-Poohone?"I
supongo
supposeIcould,"Isaid."What
tipo
sortofstoriesdoeshelike?"Sobre
Abouthimself.Becausehe'sthat
tipo
sortofBear."Oh,Isee."
So
podrías
couldyouverysweetly?"I'lltry,"I
dije
said.SoItried.
Onceuponatime,averylongtime
hace
agonow,aboutlastFriday,Winnie-the-Poohvivía
livedinaforestallbyhimselfbajo
underthenameofSanders.("Whatdoes'under
el
thename'mean?"askedChristopherRobin.
It
significa
meanshehadthenamesobre
overthedooringoldletters,y
andlivedunderit."Winnie-the-Poohwasn'tquitesure,"
dijo
saidChristopherRobin.NowIam,"
dijo
saidagrowlyvoice.ThenI
voy
willgoon,"saidI.)One
día
daywhenhewasoutcaminando
walking,hecametoanabierto
openplaceinthemiddleofthebosque
forest,andinthemiddleofeste
thisplacewasalargeoak-tree,y
and,fromthetopoftheárbol
tree,therecamealoudbuzzing-noise.Winnie-the-Pooh
sentó
satdownatthefootoftheárbol
tree,puthisheadbetweenhispawsy
andbegantothink.Firstofallhe
dijo
saidtohimself:"Thatbuzzing-noise
significa
meanssomething.Youdon'tget
un
abuzzing-noiselikethat,justbuzzingy
andbuzzing,withoutitsmeaningalgo
something.Ifthere'sabuzzing-noise,somebody'smakingabuzzing-noise,
y
andtheonlyreasonformakingabuzzing-noisethatIsepa
knowofisbecauseyou'reabee."Thenhe
pensó
thoughtanotherlongtime,anddijo
said:"Andtheonlyreasonforbeing
una
abeethatIknowofishacer
makinghoney."Andthenhegotup,
y
andsaid:"Andtheonly
razón
reasonformakinghoneyissoasIpueda
caneatit."Sohe
comenzó
begantoclimbthetree.Heclimbed
y
andheclimbedandheclimbed,y
andasheclimbedhecantó
sangalittlesongtohimself.It
fue
wentlikethis:.Thenhe
subió
climbedalittlefurther...y
andalittlefurther...y
andthenjustalittlemás
further.Bythattimehe
había
hadthoughtofanothersong.Hewasgettingrathertiredby
este
thistime,sothatiswhyhecantó
sangaComplainingSong.Hewas
casi
nearlytherenow,andifhesólo
juststoodonthatbranch...Crack
Crack!Oh,help!"
saidPooh,ashe
caía
droppedtenfeetontherama
branchbelowhim.IfonlyIhadn't——"
he
dijo
said,ashebouncedtwentypies
feetontothenextrama
branch.Yousee,whatImeanttodo,"he
explicó
explained,asheturnedhead-over-heels,y
andcrashedontoanotherrama
branchthirtyfeetbelow,"whatImeanttodo——".Of
supuesto
course,itwasrather——"he
admitió
admitted,asheslitheredveryrápidamente
quicklythroughthenextsixbranches.It
todo
allcomes,Isuppose,"hedecided,ashesaidgood-byetola
thelastbranch,spunroundtres
threetimes,andflewgracefullyintoun
agorse-bush,"itallcomesofgustar
likinghoneysomuch.Oh,help!"
He
arrastró
crawledoutofthegorse-bush,cepilló
brushedthepricklesfromhisnariz
nose,andbegantothinkde nuevo
again.Andthefirstpersonhe
pensó
thoughtofwasChristopherRobin.("Was
eso
thatme?"saidChristopherRobinin
una
anawedvoice,hardlydaringtobelieveit.Eso
Thatwasyou."ChristopherRobin
dijo
saidnothing,buthiseyesgotgrandes
largerandlarger,andhiscara
facegotpinkerandpinker.)SoWinnie-the-Poohwentroundtohis
amigo
friendChristopherRobin,wholivedbehinduna
agreendoorinanotherparte
partoftheforest.Goodmorning,ChristopherRobin,"he
dijo
said.Goodmorning,Winnie-ther-Pooh,"saidyou.
I
pregunto
wonderifyou'vegotsuchun
athingasaballoonsobre
aboutyou?"Aballoon?"
Yes,Ijust
dije
saidtomyselfcomingalong:'I
pregunto
wonderifChristopherRobinhastal
suchathingasaglobo
balloonabouthim?'Ijust
dije
saidittomyself,thinkingofballoons,y
andwondering."Whatdoyou
quieres
wantaballoonfor?"you
dijiste
said.Winnie-the-Poohlookedroundto
ver
seethatnobodywaslistening,puso
puthispawtohisboca
mouth,andsaidinaprofundo
deepwhisper:"Honey!"
Butyoudon't
obtiene
gethoneywithballoons!"Ido,"
dijo
saidPooh.Well,itjust
sucedió
happenedthatyouhadbeentouna
apartythedaybeforeatthecasa
houseofyourfriendPiglet,y
andyouhadballoonsatthefiesta
party.Youhadhada
gran
biggreenballoon;andoneofRabbit'srelationshadhada
grande
bigblueone,andhaddejado
leftitbehind,beingreallydemasiado
tooyoungtogotoafiesta
partyatall;andsoyou
habías
hadbroughtthegreenoney
andtheblueonehomewithyou.Whichonewouldyoulike?"
you
preguntó
askedPooh.Heputhis
cabeza
headbetweenhispawsandpensó
thoughtverycarefully.It'slikethis,"he
dijo
said."Whenyougoafter
miel
honeywithaballoon,thegreatlo
thingisnottoletlas
thebeesknowyou'recoming.Ahora
Now,ifyouhaveaverde
greenballoon,theymightthinkyouweresólo
onlypartofthetree,y
andnotnoticeyou,and,si
ifyouhaveablueglobo
balloon,theymightthinkyouweresólo
onlypartofthesky,y
andnotnoticeyou,andla
thequestionis:Whichis
más
mostlikely?"Wouldn'ttheynoticeyou
debajo
underneaththeballoon?"youasked.
They
podrían
mightortheymightnot,"dijo
saidWinnie-the-Pooh."Younevercantell
con
withbees."Hethoughtfor
un
amomentandsaid:"Ishall
tratar
trytolooklikeasmallblacknube
cloud.Thatwilldeceivethem."
Thenyou
tengas
hadbetterhavetheblueballoon,"youdijiste
said;andsoitwas
decidió
decided.Well,youbothwentout
con
withtheblueballoon,andyoutomó
tookyourgunwithyou,justincase,asyousiempre
alwaysdid,andWinnie-the-Poohwenttoun
averymuddyplacethatheconocía
knewof,androlledandrodó
rolleduntilhewasblacktodo
allover;andthen,whenthe
globo
balloonwasblownupasgrande
bigasbig,andyouy
andPoohwerebothholdingontothecuerda
string,youletgosuddenly,y
andPoohBearfloatedgracefullyupintothecielo
sky,andstayedthere—levelwiththetopoftheárbol
treeandabouttwentyfeetdistancia
awayfromit.Hooray!"
you
gritó
shouted.Isn'tthatfine?"
shoutedWinnie-the-Poohdowntoyou.
"What
veo
doIlooklike?"Youlooklike
un
aBearholdingontoun
aballoon,"yousaid.Not,"
dijo
saidPoohanxiously,"—notlikeasmallblacknube
cloudinabluesky?"Not
muy
verymuch."Ah,well,perhapsfrom
arriba
uphereitlooksdifferent.Y
And,asIsay,younunca
nevercantellwithbees."Allí
Therewasnowindtoblowhimnearertotheárbol
tree,sotherehestayed.He
podía
couldseethehoney,hepodía
couldsmellthehoney,buthecouldn'tquitellegar
reachthehoney.Afteralittlewhilehe
llamó
calleddowntoyou.ChristopherRobin!"
he
dijo
saidinaloudwhisper.Hallo!"
I
creo
thinkthebeessuspectsomething!"Whatsortofthing?"
Idon't
sé
know.Butsomethingtellsmethatthey'resuspicious!"
Tal vez
Perhapstheythinkthatyou'retras
aftertheirhoney."Itmaybe
eso
that.Younevercantell
con
withbees."Therewasanother
pequeño
littlesilence,andthenhellamó
calleddowntoyouagain.ChristopherRobin!"
Yes?"
Tienes
Haveyouanumbrellainyourhouse?"I
creo
thinkso."Iwishyouwould
trajeras
bringitouthere,andcaminaras
walkupanddownwithit,y
andlookupatmeeverynowy
andthen,andsay'Tut-tut,itmiraras
lookslikerain.'Ithink,
si
ifyoudidthat,itwouldayudaría
helpthedeceptionwhichwearepracticando
practisingonthesebees."Well,youlaughedtoyourself,"Silly
viejo
oldBear!"butyoudidn't
dijiste
sayitaloudbecauseyouweresofondoflo
him,andyouwenthomeforyourparaguas
umbrella.Oh,thereyouare!"
llamó
calleddownWinnie-the-Pooh,assoonasyougotbacktotheárbol
tree."Iwasbeginningtogetanxious.
I
he
havediscoveredthatthebeesareahora
nowdefinitelySuspicious."ShallI
poner
putmyumbrellaup?"you
dijiste
said.Yes,butwaitamoment.
We
debemos
mustbepractical.Theimportant
abeja
beetodeceiveistheReina
QueenBee.Canyouseewhichis
la
theQueenBeefromdownthere?"No."
Apity.
Well,
ahora
now,ifyouwalkupy
anddownwithyourumbrella,diciendo
saying,'Tut-tut,itlookslikerain,'Ishallharé
dowhatIcanbysinginguna
alittleCloudSong,suchasuna
acloudmightsing....Go!"
So,
mientras
whileyouwalkedupandabajo
downandwonderedifitwouldllovería
rain,Winnie-the-Poohsangthissong:.Las
Thebeeswerestillbuzzingassuspiciouslyasever.Algunos
Someofthem,indeed,lefttheirnestsy
andflewallroundthenube
cloudasitbeganthesegundo
secondverseofthissong,y
andonebeesatdownonthenariz
noseofthecloudforamoment,y
andthengotupagain.Christopher—ow!—Robin,"calledout
la
thecloud.Yes?"
Ihavejustbeen
pensar
thinking,andIhavecometouna
averyimportantdecision.Theseare
el
thewrongsortofbees."Arethey?"
Quite
la
thewrongsort.SoI
debería
shouldthinktheywouldmakeel
thewrongsortofhoney,shouldn'tyou?"Wouldthey?"
Sí
Yes.SoIthinkIshallcomedown."
How?"
pregunté
askedyou.Winnie-the-Poohhadn'tthoughtabout
esto
this.Ifheletgoof
la
thestring,hewouldfall—bump—andhedidn'tgustaba
liketheideaofthat.Sohe
pensó
thoughtforalongtime,y
andthenhesaid:.ChristopherRobin,you
debes
mustshoottheballoonwithyourarma
gun.Haveyougotyourgun?"
Of
supuesto
courseIhave,"yousaid."But
si
ifIdothat,itwillestropeará
spoiltheballoon,"yousaid.