INTRODUCTION
Ifyouhappentohave
đọc
readanotherbookaboutChristopherRobin,youcó thể
mayrememberthatheoncehadaswan(ortheswanhadChristopherRobin,Idon'tbiết
knowwhich)andthatheusedtogọi
callthisswanPooh.Thatwasa
lâu
longtimeago,andwhenwesaidgood-bye,wetookthetên
namewithus,aswedidn'tnghĩ rằng
thinktheswanwouldwantitanymore.Vâng
Well,whenEdwardBearsaidthathewouldlikemột
anexcitingnamealltohimself,ChristopherRobinsaidatonce,không
withoutstoppingtothink,thathewasWinnie-the-Pooh.Và
Andhewas.So,asI
đã
haveexplainedthePoohpart,Isẽ
willnowexplaintherestofnó
it.Youcan'tbeinLondonfor
lâu
longwithoutgoingtotheSở thú
Zoo.Therearesomepeoplewhobegin
những
theZooatthebeginning,calledWAYIN,và
andwalkasquicklyastheycó thể
canpasteverycageuntiltheygettonhững
theonecalledWAYOUT,butnhững
thenicestpeoplegostraighttonhững
theanimaltheylovethenhất
most,andstaythere.So
khi
whenChristopherRobingoestonhững
theZoo,hegoestonơi
wherethePolarBearsare,và
andhewhisperssomethingtonhững
thethirdkeeperfromtheleft,và
anddoorsareunlocked,andwelang thang
wanderthroughdarkpassagesandlên
upsteepstairs,untilatcuối
lastwecometothespeciallồng
cage,andthecageisopened,và
andouttrotssomethingbrownvà
andfurry,andwithahạnh phúc
happycryof"Oh,Bear!"ChristopherRobinrushesintoitsarms.
Bây giờ
Nowthisbear'snameisWinnie,whichshowswhatmột
agoodnameforbearsitis,nhưng
butthefunnythingisthatwecan'tnhớ
rememberwhetherWinnieiscalledafterPooh,hay
orPoohafterWinnie.Wedid
biết
knowonce,butwehaveforgotten....Ihadwrittenasfaras
này
thiswhenPigletlookedupvà
andsaidinhissqueakygiọng nói
voice,"WhataboutMe?""My
thân
dearPiglet,"Isaid,"thewholebookisvề
aboutyou.""Soitis
về
aboutPooh,"hesqueaked.You
thấy
seewhatitis.Heis
ghen
jealousbecausehethinksPoohishavingmột
aGrandIntroductionalltohimself.Poohisthe
yêu thích
favourite,ofcourse,there'snodenyingit,nhưng
butPigletcomesinforagoodmanythingswhichPoohmisses;becauseyoucan't
đưa
takePoohtoschoolwithouteverybodyknowingit,nhưng
butPigletissosmallthatheslipsintomột
apocket,whereitisrất
verycomfortingtofeelhimkhi
whenyouarenotquitesureliệu
whethertwicesevenistwelvehay
ortwenty-two.Sometimesheslips
ra
outandhasagoodnhìn
lookintheink-pot,andinnày
thiswayhehasgotmoregiáo dục
educationthanPooh,butPoohdoesn'tmind.Một
Somehavebrains,andsomehaven't,hesays,và
andthereitis.And
bây giờ
nowalltheothersaresaying,"WhataboutUs?"So
có lẽ
perhapsthebestthingtodoistongừng
stopwritingIntroductionsandgetonvới
withthebook.CHAPTERI
IN
Đó
WHICHWEAREINTRODUCEDTOWINNIE-THE-POOHVà
ANDSOMEBEES,ANDTHESTORIESBắt đầu
BEGINHereisEdwardBear,comingdownstairs
bây giờ
now,bump,bump,bump,onthebackofhisđầu
head,behindChristopherRobin.It
là
is,asfarasheknows,theonlycách
wayofcomingdownstairs,butđôi khi
sometimeshefeelsthattherethực sự
reallyisanotherway,ifonlyhecouldngừng
stopbumpingforamomentvà
andthinkofit.Andthenhefeelsthat
có lẽ
perhapsthereisn't.Anyhow,hereheisat
các
thebottom,andreadytobeintroducedtoyou.Winnie-the-Pooh.
WhenIfirstheardhis
tên
name,Isaid,justasyouaregoingtonói
say,"ButIthoughthewasmột
aboy?"SodidI,"saidChristopherRobin.
Thenyoucan't
gọi
callhimWinnie?"Idon't."
Nhưng
Butyousaid——".He'sWinnie-ther-Pooh.
Don'tyou
biết
knowwhat'ther'means?"Ah,
vâng
yes,nowIdo,"Isaidnhanh chóng
quickly;andIhopeyoudotoo,becauseitis
tất cả
alltheexplanationyouaregoingtonhận
get.SometimesWinnie-the-Poohlikesagameofsomesort
khi
whenhecomesdownstairs,andđôi khi
sometimeshelikestositlặng lẽ
quietlyinfrontofthefirevà
andlistentoastory.This
tối
evening——.Whataboutastory?"
saidChristopherRobin.
Whatabout
một
astory?"Isaid.
Couldyou
rất
verysweetlytellWinnie-the-Poohone?"IsupposeIcould,"Isaid.
"Whatsortofstoriesdoeshelike?"
Về
Abouthimself.Becausehe'sthat
loại
sortofBear."Oh,Isee."
Socouldyou
rất
verysweetly?"I'lltry,"Isaid.
SoItried.
Onceupon
một
atime,averylongtimetrước
agonow,aboutlastFriday,Winnie-the-Poohlivedinmột
aforestallbyhimselfdưới
underthenameofSanders.("Whatdoes'underthename'mean?"
askedChristopherRobin.
Itmeanshehadthe
tên
nameoverthedoorinvàng
goldletters,andlivedunderit."Winnie-the-Poohwasn'tquitesure,"saidChristopherRobin.
Bây giờ
NowIam,"saidagrowlygiọng nói
voice.ThenIwillgoon,"said
Tôi
I.)Onedaywhenhewasoutwalking,hecametoan
mở
openplaceinthemiddleoftherừng
forest,andinthemiddleofnày
thisplacewasalargeoak-tree,và
and,fromthetopofthecây
tree,therecamealoudbuzzing-noise.Winnie-the-Poohsat
xuống
downatthefootofthecây
tree,puthisheadbetweenhispawsvà
andbegantothink.Firstofallhesaidtohimself:
"Thatbuzzing-noisemeans
gì
something.Youdon'tgetabuzzing-noise
như
likethat,justbuzzingandbuzzing,không
withoutitsmeaningsomething.Ifthere's
một
abuzzing-noise,somebody'smakingabuzzing-noise,và
andtheonlyreasonformakingmột
abuzzing-noisethatIknowofisbecauseyou'remột
abee."Thenhethoughtanother
dài
longtime,andsaid:"Andthe
duy nhất
onlyreasonforbeingaong
beethatIknowofismakinghoney."Và
Andthenhegotup,và
andsaid:"Andtheonly
lý do
reasonformakinghoneyissoasIcó thể
caneatit."Sohebegantoclimbthe
cây
tree.Heclimbedandheclimbed
và
andheclimbed,andasheclimbedhesangmột
alittlesongtohimself.Itwent
như
likethis:.Thenheclimbed
một
alittlefurther...and
một
alittlefurther...andthenjust
một
alittlefurther.Bythattimehehadthoughtofanother
bài hát
song.Hewasgettingrathertiredby
này
thistime,sothatissao
whyhesangaComplainingBài hát
Song.Hewasnearlythere
bây giờ
now,andifhejuststoodonthatbranch...Crack!
Oh,help!"
saidPooh,ashedropped
mười
tenfeetonthebranchbelowhim.IfonlyIhadn't——"
hesaid,ashebouncedtwenty
feet
feetontothenextbranch.You
thấy
see,whatImeanttodo,"heexplained,asheturnedhead-over-heels,và
andcrashedontoanothernhánh
branchthirtyfeetbelow,"whatImeanttodo——".Ofcourse,itwasrather——"
headmitted,asheslithered
rất
veryquicklythroughthenextsáu
sixbranches.Itallcomes,Isuppose,"hedecided,ashesaidgood-byetothe
cuối
lastbranch,spunroundthreetimes,và
andflewgracefullyintoagorse-bush,"ittất cả
allcomesoflikinghoneysomuch.Oh,help!"
Hecrawledoutof
những
thegorse-bush,brushedthepricklesfromhismũi
nose,andbegantothinknữa
again.AndthefirstpersonhethoughtofwasChristopherRobin.
("Wasthatme?"
saidChristopherRobinin
một
anawedvoice,hardlydaringtotin
believeit.Thatwasyou."
ChristopherRobinsaid
gì
nothing,buthiseyesgotlớn
largerandlarger,andhisfacegotpinkervà
andpinker.)SoWinnie-the-Poohwent
vòng
roundtohisfriendChristopherRobin,người
wholivedbehindagreendoorinanotherphần
partoftheforest.Goodmorning,ChristopherRobin,"hesaid.
Goodmorning,Winnie-ther-Pooh,"saidyou.
I
tự hỏi
wonderifyou'vegotsuchmột
athingasaballoonvề
aboutyou?"Aballoon?"
Yes,I
chỉ
justsaidtomyselfcomingcùng
along:'IwonderifChristopherRobinhassuch
một
athingasaballoonvề
abouthim?'Ijustsaidittomyself,thinkingofballoons,
và
andwondering."Whatdoyou
muốn
wantaballoonfor?"yousaid.
Winnie-the-Poohlooked
quanh
roundtoseethatnobodywaslistening,đặt
puthispawtohismiệng
mouth,andsaidinasâu
deepwhisper:"Honey!"
Butyoudon'tgethoney
với
withballoons!"Ido,"saidPooh.
Vâng
Well,itjusthappenedthatyouhadbeentomột
apartythedaybeforeatthenhà
houseofyourfriendPiglet,và
andyouhadballoonsattheparty.Youhadhad
một
abiggreenballoon;andoneofRabbit'srelationshadhada
lớn
bigblueone,andhadleftitbehind,beingthực sự
reallytooyoungtogotoapartyattất cả
all;andsoyouhadbroughtthegreenone
và
andtheblueonehomevới
withyou.Whichonewouldyoulike?"
youaskedPooh.
He
đặt
puthisheadbetweenhispawsvà
andthoughtverycarefully.It'slikethis,"hesaid.
"Whenyou
đi
goafterhoneywithaballoon,những
thegreatthingisnottocho
letthebeesknowyou'recoming.Bây giờ
Now,ifyouhaveagreenballoon,theymightthinkyouwerechỉ
onlypartofthetree,và
andnotnoticeyou,and,nếu
ifyouhaveablueballoon,theymightthinkyouwerechỉ
onlypartofthesky,và
andnotnoticeyou,andthequestionlà
is:Whichismostlikely?"
Wouldn'tthey
thấy
noticeyouunderneaththeballoon?"youasked.
Theymight
hoặc
ortheymightnot,"saidWinnie-the-Pooh."You
không bao giờ
nevercantellwithbees."Hethoughtfor
một
amomentandsaid:"Ishall
cố gắng
trytolooklikeanhỏ
smallblackcloud.Thatwilldeceivethem."
Thenyouhadbetter
có
havetheblueballoon,"yousaid;và
andsoitwasdecided.Well,you
cả
bothwentoutwiththexanh
blueballoon,andyoutookyoursúng
gunwithyou,justintrường hợp
case,asyoualwaysdid,và
andWinnie-the-Poohwenttoarất
verymuddyplacethatheknewcủa
of,androlledandrolleduntilhewasđen
blackallover;andthen,
khi
whentheballoonwasblownlên
upasbigasbig,và
andyouandPoohwerebothholdingontothestring,youthả
letgosuddenly,andPoohBearfloatedgracefullylên
upintothesky,andstayedthere—levelvới
withthetopofthecây
treeandabouttwentyfeetawayfromit.Hooray!"
youshouted.
Isn'tthatfine?"
shoutedWinnie-the-Poohdowntoyou.
"WhatdoI
trông
looklike?"Youlooklike
một
aBearholdingontomột
aballoon,"yousaid.Not,"saidPoohanxiously,"—notlike
một
asmallblackcloudinmột
abluesky?"Notverymuch."
Ah,
tốt
well,perhapsfromuphereitlookskhác
different.And,asIsay,you
không bao giờ
nevercantellwithbees."Therewas
không
nowindtoblowhimnearertothecây
tree,sotherehestayed.Hecouldseethehoney,hecould
ngửi
smellthehoney,buthecouldn'tquiteđạt
reachthehoney.Afteralittlewhilehecalled
xuống
downtoyou.ChristopherRobin!"
hesaidin
một
aloudwhisper.Hallo!"
Ithink
những
thebeessuspectsomething!"What
loại
sortofthing?"Idon't
biết
know.Butsomethingtellsmethatthey'resuspicious!"
Có lẽ
Perhapstheythinkthatyou'resau
aftertheirhoney."Itmaybethat.
You
không bao giờ
nevercantellwithbees."Therewasanother
nhỏ
littlesilence,andthenhecalledxuống
downtoyouagain.ChristopherRobin!"
Yes?"
Có
Haveyouanumbrellainyourhouse?"Ithinkso."
I
ước
wishyouwouldbringitra
outhere,andwalkupvà
anddownwithit,andlooklên
upatmeeverynowvà
andthen,andsay'Tut-tut,itlooksnhư
likerain.'Ithink,ifyoudidthat,itwould
giúp
helpthedeceptionwhichwearepractisingonthesebees."Vâng
Well,youlaughedtoyourself,"Sillygià
oldBear!"butyoudidn't
nói
sayitaloudbecauseyouweresothích
fondofhim,andyouwentnhà
homeforyourumbrella.Oh,thereyouare!"
called
xuống
downWinnie-the-Pooh,assoonasyougotbacktothecây
tree."Iwasbeginningtogetanxious.
I
đã
havediscoveredthatthebeesarebây giờ
nowdefinitelySuspicious."ShallIputmy
ô
umbrellaup?"yousaid.
Yes,
nhưng
butwaitamoment.We
phải
mustbepractical.Theimportant
ong
beetodeceiveistheNữ hoàng
QueenBee.CanyouseewhichistheQueenBeefromdownthere?"
No."
A
tiếc
pity.Well,now,ifyouwalk
lên
upanddownwithyourô
umbrella,saying,'Tut-tut,itlookslikerain,'Ishalllàm
dowhatIcanbysingingmột
alittleCloudSong,suchasmột
acloudmightsing....Go!"
So,
khi
whileyouwalkedupandxuống
downandwonderedifitwouldmưa
rain,Winnie-the-Poohsangthissong:.Những
Thebeeswerestillbuzzingassuspiciouslyasever.Someofthem,
thực sự
indeed,lefttheirnestsandflewallquanh
roundthecloudasitbeganthethứ hai
secondverseofthissong,và
andonebeesatdownonthemũi
noseofthecloudforakhoảnh khắc
moment,andthengotupnữa
again.Christopher—ow!—Robin,"calledoutthecloud.
Yes?"
I
đã
havejustbeenthinking,andIđã
havecometoaveryquan trọng
importantdecision.Thesearethewrong
loại
sortofbees."Arethey?"
Quitethewrongsort.
SoI
nên
shouldthinktheywouldmakethenhầm
wrongsortofhoney,shouldn'tyou?"Wouldthey?"
Vâng
Yes.SoIthinkIshallcomedown."
How?"
askedyou.
Winnie-the-Poohhadn'tthought
về
aboutthis.Ifheletgoofthestring,hewouldfall—bump—andhedidn't
thích
liketheideaofthat.Sohethoughtfor
một
alongtime,andthenhesaid:.ChristopherRobin,you
phải
mustshoottheballoonwithyoursúng
gun.Haveyougotyourgun?"
OfcourseIhave,"yousaid.
"But
nếu
ifIdothat,itsẽ
willspoiltheballoon,"yousaid.