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Winnie-the-Pooh | Progressive Translation Books for Swedish A1 Learners

Winnie-the-Pooh | Progressive Translation Books for Swedish A1 Learners

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INTRODUCTION
Ifyouhappento
ha
havereadanotherbookaboutChristopherRobin,you
kanske
mayrememberthatheoncehad
en
aswan(ortheswanhadChristopherRobin,Idon't
vet
knowwhich)andthathe
brukade
usedtocallthisswanPooh.
Att
Thatwasalongtime
sedan
ago,andwhenwesaidgood-bye,we
tog
tookthenamewithus,aswedidn't
trodde
thinktheswanwouldwantitanymore.
Well,whenEdwardBearsaidthathe
vilja
wouldlikeanexcitingnamealltohimself,ChristopherRobinsaidatonce,
utan
withoutstoppingtothink,thathewasWinnie-the-Pooh.
Och
Andhewas.
So,asI
har
haveexplainedthePoohpart,I
kommer
willnowexplaintherestofit.
Youcan'tbeinLondonfor
länge
longwithoutgoingtotheZoo.
Thereare
vissa
somepeoplewhobegintheZooatthebeginning,calledWAYIN,
och
andwalkasquicklyasthey
kan
canpasteverycageuntilthey
kommer
gettotheonecalledWAYOUT,
men
butthenicestpeoplegostraighttotheanimalthey
älskar
lovethemost,andstaythere.
So
när
whenChristopherRobingoesto
den
theZoo,hegoesto
där
wherethePolarBearsare,
och
andhewhisperssomethingto
den
thethirdkeeperfromtheleft,
och
anddoorsareunlocked,andwewander
genom
throughdarkpassagesandupsteepstairs,untilatlastwe
kommer
cometothespecialcage,
och
andthecageisopened,
och
andouttrotssomethingbrown
och
andfurry,andwithahappycryof"Oh,Bear!"
ChristopherRobinrushesintoitsarms.
Now
här
thisbear'snameisWinnie,
vilket
whichshowswhatagood
namn
nameforbearsitis,
men
butthefunnythingis
att
thatwecan'trememberwhetherWinnieiscalled
efter
afterPooh,orPoohafterWinnie.
Wedid
visste
knowonce,butwehave
glömt
forgotten....
Ihadwrittenas
långt
farasthiswhenPiglet
tittade
lookedupandsaidinhissqueakyvoice,"WhataboutMe?"
"My
kära
dearPiglet,"Isaid,"thewhole
boken
bookisaboutyou."
"Soitis
om
aboutPooh,"hesqueaked.
You
ser
seewhatitis.
Heisjealousbecausehe
tror
thinksPoohishavingaGrandIntroductionalltohimself.
Poohisthefavourite,ofcourse,there's
inte
nodenyingit,butPiglet
kommer
comesinforagoodmanythings
som
whichPoohmisses;
becauseyoucan't
ta
takePoohtoschoolwithout
alla
everybodyknowingit,butPigletisso
liten
smallthatheslipsinto
en
apocket,whereitis
mycket
verycomfortingtofeelhim
när
whenyouarenotquite
säker
surewhethertwicesevenistwelve
eller
ortwenty-two.
Sometimesheslips
ut
outandhasagood
titt
lookintheink-pot,andin
detta
thiswayhehasgot
mer
moreeducationthanPooh,butPoohdoesn'tmind.
Vissa
Somehavebrains,andsomehaven't,he
säger
says,andthereitis.
Och
Andnowalltheothersare
säger
saying,"WhataboutUs?"
So
kanske
perhapsthebestthingto
göra
doistostopwritingIntroductions
och
andgetonwiththe
boken
book.
CHAPTERI
INWHICHWEAREINTRODUCEDTOWINNIE-THE-POOH
Och
ANDSOMEBEES,ANDTHESTORIESBEGIN
Här
HereisEdwardBear,comingdownstairs
nu
now,bump,bump,bump,onthe
baksidan
backofhishead,behindChristopherRobin.
It
är
is,asfarasheknows,theonlywayof
komma
comingdownstairs,butsometimeshe
känner
feelsthattherereallyisanotherway,
om
ifonlyhecouldstopbumpingfor
ett
amomentandthinkofit.
Och
Andthenhefeelsthat
kanske
perhapsthereisn't.
Anyhow,hereheisatthebottom,
och
andreadytobeintroducedtoyou.
Winnie-the-Pooh.
När
WhenIfirstheardhis
namn
name,Isaid,justasyouaregoingto
säga
say,"ButIthoughthewas
en
aboy?"
SodidI,"
sade
saidChristopherRobin.
Thenyoucan't
kalla
callhimWinnie?"
Idon't."
Men
Butyousaid——".
He'sWinnie-ther-Pooh.
Don'tyou
vet
knowwhat'ther'means?"
Ah,
ja
yes,nowIdo,"I
sa
saidquickly;
andIhopeyou
gör
dotoo,becauseitisalltheexplanationyouaregoingto
få
get.
SometimesWinnie-the-Poohlikesagameofsome
slag
sortwhenhecomesdownstairs,
och
andsometimeshelikesto
sitta
sitquietlyinfrontofthe
elden
fireandlistentoa
historia
story.
Thisevening——.
Whatabout
en
astory?"
saidChristopherRobin.
What
om
aboutastory?"
Isaid.
Kan
CouldyouverysweetlytellWinnie-the-Poohone?"
IsupposeIcould,"I
sa
said.
"Whatsortofstoriesdoeshelike?"
Om
Abouthimself.
Becausehe'sthatsortofBear."
Oh,Isee."
So
kan
couldyouverysweetly?"
I'lltry,"I
sa
said.
SoItried.
Onceupon
en
atime,averylongtime
sedan
agonow,aboutlastFriday,Winnie-the-Pooh
bodde
livedinaforestallbyhimself
under
underthenameofSanders.
("Whatdoes'underthename'mean?"
frågade
askedChristopherRobin.
Itmeanshe
hade
hadthenameoverthe
dörren
dooringoldletters,and
bodde
livedunderit."
Winnie-the-Poohwasn't
helt
quitesure,"saidChristopherRobin.
Nu
NowIam,"saidagrowlyvoice.
ThenI
kommer
willgoon,"saidI.)
One
dag
daywhenhewasout
gick
walking,hecametoan
öppen
openplaceinthemiddleoftheforest,
och
andinthemiddleof
denna
thisplacewasalargeoak-tree,
och
and,fromthetopofthetree,there
kom
camealoudbuzzing-noise.
Winnie-the-Poohsatdownatthefootofthetree,
satte
puthisheadbetweenhispaws
och
andbegantothink.
Firstofallhe
sa
saidtohimself:
"Thatbuzzing-noise
betyder
meanssomething.
Youdon'tget
ett
abuzzing-noiselikethat,justbuzzing
och
andbuzzing,withoutitsmeaning
något
something.
Ifthere'sabuzzing-noise,somebody'smaking
ett
abuzzing-noise,andtheonlyreasonformaking
ett
abuzzing-noisethatIknowofisbecauseyou're
ett
abee."
Thenhethoughtanother
lång
longtime,andsaid:
"And
den
theonlyreasonforbeing
ett
abeethatIknowofis
göra
makinghoney."
Andthenhegotup,
och
andsaid:
"Andtheonlyreasonfor
göra
makinghoneyissoasI
kan
caneatit."
Sohebegantoclimbthetree.
Heclimbed
och
andheclimbedandheclimbed,
och
andasheclimbedhe
sjöng
sangalittlesongtohimself.
Itwentlike
här
this:.
Thenheclimbeda
lite
littlefurther...
anda
lite
littlefurther...
andthen
bara
justalittlefurther.
Bythat
tiden
timehehadthoughtofanothersong.
Hewasgettingrathertiredby
här
thistime,sothatis
därför
whyhesangaComplainingSong.
Hewasnearly
där
therenow,andifhe
bara
juststoodonthatbranch...
Crack!
Oh,help!"
sa
saidPooh,ashedropped
tio
tenfeetonthebranchbelow
honom
him.
IfonlyIhadn't——"
he
sa
said,ashebouncedtwentyfeetontothe
nästa
nextbranch.
Yousee,whatI
menade
meanttodo,"heexplained,ashe
vände
turnedhead-over-heels,andcrashedontoanotherbranchthirtyfeetbelow,"whatI
menade
meanttodo——".
Ofcourse,itwasrather——"
headmitted,asheslithered
mycket
veryquicklythroughthenext
sex
sixbranches.
Itallcomes,Isuppose,"hedecided,ashe
sa
saidgood-byetothelastbranch,spunround
tre
threetimes,andflewgracefullyinto
en
agorse-bush,"itallcomesof
gilla
likinghoneysomuch.
Oh,help!"
Hecrawled
ut
outofthegorse-bush,brushedthepricklesfromhisnose,
och
andbegantothinkagain.
Och
Andthefirstpersonhe
tänkte
thoughtofwasChristopherRobin.
("Wasthatme?"
sa
saidChristopherRobininanawedvoice,hardlydaringto
tro
believeit.
Thatwasyou."
ChristopherRobin
sa
saidnothing,buthiseyesgotlarger
och
andlarger,andhisfacegotpinker
och
andpinker.)
SoWinnie-the-Poohwentroundtohis
vän
friendChristopherRobin,wholived
bakom
behindagreendoorinanother
del
partoftheforest.
Goodmorning,ChristopherRobin,"he
sa
said.
Goodmorning,Winnie-ther-Pooh,"saidyou.
Iwonderifyou'vegot
sådan
suchathingasaballoonaboutyou?"
En
Aballoon?"
Yes,Ijust
sa
saidtomyselfcomingalong:
'IwonderifChristopherRobin
har
hassuchathingas
en
aballoonabouthim?'
I
bara
justsaidittomyself,
tänkte
thinkingofballoons,andwondering."
Whatdoyouwant
en
aballoonfor?"
yousaid.
Winnie-the-Poohlookedroundto
se
seethatnobodywaslistening,
satte
puthispawtohismouth,
och
andsaidinadeepwhisper:
"Honey!"
Men
Butyoudon'tgethoney
med
withballoons!"
Ido,"saidPooh.
Tja
Well,itjusthappenedthatyou
hade
hadbeentoapartythe
dagen
daybeforeatthehouseofyour
vän
friendPiglet,andyouhadballoonsatthe
fest
party.
Youhadhada
stor
biggreenballoon;
andoneofRabbit'srelationshadhada
stor
bigblueone,andhad
lämnat
leftitbehind,beingreally
för
tooyoungtogotoa
fest
partyatall;
andsoyou
hade
hadbroughtthegreenone
och
andtheblueonehome
med
withyou.
Whichonewouldyoulike?"
you
frågade
askedPooh.
Heputhishead
mellan
betweenhispawsandthought
mycket
verycarefully.
It'slikethis,"he
sa
said.
"Whenyougoafter
honung
honeywithaballoon,thegreatthingisnotto
låta
letthebeesknowyou're
kommer
coming.
Now,ifyouhave
en
agreenballoon,theymight
tror
thinkyouwereonlypartofthetree,
och
andnotnoticeyou,and,
om
ifyouhaveablueballoon,they
kanske
mightthinkyouwereonly
del
partofthesky,andnotnoticeyou,
och
andthequestionis:
Whichis
mest
mostlikely?"
Wouldn'ttheynoticeyouunderneaththeballoon?"
you
frågade
asked.
Theymightorthey
kanske
mightnot,"saidWinnie-the-Pooh.
"You
aldrig
nevercantellwithbees."
He
tänkte
thoughtforamomentand
sa
said:
"Ishalltryto
se
looklikeasmallblackcloud.
Att
Thatwilldeceivethem."
Thenyouhadbetterhavetheblueballoon,"you
sa
said;
andsoitwasdecided.
Well,you
båda
bothwentoutwiththeblueballoon,
och
andyoutookyourgun
med
withyou,justincase,asyou
alltid
alwaysdid,andWinnie-the-Poohwentto
en
averymuddyplacethathe
kände
knewof,androlledandrolleduntilhewas
svart
blackallover;
andthen,
när
whentheballoonwasblown
upp
upasbigasbig,
och
andyouandPoohwere
båda
bothholdingontothestring,youletgosuddenly,
och
andPoohBearfloatedgracefully
upp
upintothesky,andstayedthere—level
med
withthetopofthetree
och
andabouttwentyfeetawayfromit.
Hooray!"
youshouted.
Isn'tthatfine?"
shoutedWinnie-the-Pooh
ner
downtoyou.
"WhatdoI
ser
looklike?"
Youlooklike
en
aBearholdingonto
en
aballoon,"yousaid.
Not,"
sa
saidPoohanxiously,"—notlikea
litet
smallblackcloudinabluesky?"
Notverymuch."
Ah,well,
kanske
perhapsfromuphereit
ser
looksdifferent.
And,asIsay,you
aldrig
nevercantellwithbees."
Therewas
ingen
nowindtoblowhimnearertothetree,sotherehestayed.
Hecould
se
seethehoney,hecouldsmellthehoney,
men
buthecouldn'tquitereachthehoney.
Efter
Afteralittlewhilehecalled
ner
downtoyou.
ChristopherRobin!"
he
sa
saidinaloudwhisper.
Hallo!"
I
tror
thinkthebeessuspectsomething!"
Whatsortofthing?"
Idon't
vet
know.
Butsomethingtellsme
att
thatthey'resuspicious!"
Perhapsthey
tror
thinkthatyou'reaftertheirhoney."
It
kan
maybethat.
Younever
kan
cantellwithbees."
Therewasanother
liten
littlesilence,andthenhecalled
ner
downtoyouagain.
ChristopherRobin!"
Yes?"
Har
Haveyouanumbrellainyourhouse?"
I
tror
thinkso."
Iwishyouwould
ta
bringitouthere,and
gå
walkupanddownwithit,
och
andlookupatmeeverynow
och
andthen,andsay'Tut-tut,itlooks
som
likerain.'
Ithink,ifyou
gjorde
didthat,itwouldhelpthedeceptionwhichwearepractisingon
dessa
thesebees."
Well,youlaughedtoyourself,"Silly
gammal
oldBear!"
butyoudidn't
sa
sayitaloudbecauseyouweresofondof
honom
him,andyouwenthomeforyourumbrella.
Oh,
där
thereyouare!"
calleddownWinnie-the-Pooh,as
fort
soonasyougotbacktothetree.
"Iwasbeginningtogetanxious.
Ihavediscovered
att
thatthebeesarenowdefinitelySuspicious."
ShallI
sätta
putmyumbrellaup?"
you
sa
said.
Yes,butwaitamoment.
We
måste
mustbepractical.
Theimportantbeetodeceiveis
det
theQueenBee.
Canyou
se
seewhichistheQueenBeefromdownthere?"
No."
Apity.
Tja
Well,now,ifyouwalk
upp
upanddownwithyourumbrella,
säger
saying,'Tut-tut,itlookslikerain,'Ishall
göra
dowhatIcanby
sjunga
singingalittleCloudSong,suchas
en
acloudmightsing....
Go!"
So,
medan
whileyouwalkedupand
ner
downandwonderedifitwouldrain,Winnie-the-Pooh
sjöng
sangthissong:.
Thebeeswere
fortfarande
stillbuzzingassuspiciouslyasever.
Några
Someofthem,indeed,lefttheirnests
och
andflewallroundthecloudasitbeganthe
andra
secondverseofthissong,
och
andonebeesatdownonthenoseofthecloudfora
ögonblick
moment,andthengotup
igen
again.
Christopher—ow!—Robin,"calledoutthecloud.
Yes?"
I
har
havejustbeenthinking,andI
har
havecometoavery
viktigt
importantdecision.
Thesearethe
fel
wrongsortofbees."
Arethey?"
Helt
Quitethewrongsort.
SoIshould
tro
thinktheywouldmakethe
fel
wrongsortofhoney,shouldn'tyou?"
Wouldthey?"
Ja
Yes.
SoIthinkIshall
komma
comedown."
How?"
askedyou.
Winnie-the-Poohhadn't
tänkt
thoughtaboutthis.
Ifheletgoof
det
thestring,hewouldfall—bump—andhedidn't
gillade
liketheideaofthat.
Sohe
tänkte
thoughtforalongtime,
och
andthenhesaid:.
ChristopherRobin,you
måste
mustshoottheballoonwithyour
pistol
gun.
Haveyougotyourgun?"
OfcourseIhave,"you
sa
said.
"ButifIdo
att
that,itwillspoiltheballoon,"you
sa
said.