POOH CORNER

Te Awamutu Courier, Volume 71, Issue 6142, 28 September 1945, Page 6

POOH CORNER

Dear Children, At last we have a competition! It isn’t a very hard one and your ages will be taken into account, so enter everyone and yoir each stand a good chance of winning. Now, about the Polish Children. Even though you cannot write to them, I thought they might like to read Pooh Corner, so I have arranged for the Courier to be sent to them each Friday. Piglet sends love and all good wishes. Love from Winnie-the-Pooh. COMPETITION Last week there was a wonderful sunset—l expect most of you saw it. Write a description of it or any other beautiful one you have seen. Lately I there have been many almost as good, so it shouldn’t be hard to write about one of them. Entries to Winnie-the-Pooh, Box 1, Te Awamutu, and don’t /orget Pen-names, real names, addresses and ages, and send them all in before Friday, 12th October. I’ will try to persuade Piglet to give some prizes, so get busy everybody. Dear Winnie-the-Pooh, I am a disgrace to Pooh Corner for not writing. Everything seems to be in flood now with all the rain. Last Sunday I went to Rotorua for the day. It was lovely going down the Mamakus. I will send in some poetry. Give my love to all at Pooh Corner, especially to Piglet.—Love from Nightingale. What a flood there was on Tuesday, wasn’t there? All the little plants in Piglet’s garden got washed out, so now the birds won’t be able to worry him any more. Lucky Nightingale— I always like going to Rotorua and it is certainly very beautiful in the Mamakus.

Dear Winnie-the-Pooh, How are you and Piglet these days ? Do you both like these lovely days for gardening at Pooh Corner? How are all the others at Pooh Corner? Did you see the lovely sunset last night? We have a big bush on our lawn and the birds build there each year. Just now there are some baby birds in it. Did you see Madam Curie? I liked it very much. So good-bye.—Love from Christopher Robin. | When the sun comes out Piglet and I dash outside before the rain comes on again, and weed and hoe as hard as we can go. Yes, Christopher Robin, I saw the lovely sunset and it was so beautiful that I stood watching it as it slowly faded from the wild flame to soft grey and left the world in sombre hues once more. It is interesting to watch the baby birds, isn’t it? Yesterday a tiny thrush came into the House at Pooh Corner and early this morning Piglet and I were awakened by a dreadful noise, to find a large, screeching blackbird in our bedroom. No, I didn’t see Madam Curie, but Piglet did and he liked it very. much. Deal- Winnie-the-Pooh, I have been in bed sick so I have not been able to write. The doctor put m|e on a diet but I am going back to school to-morrow. How is Piglet and his fur coat getting- on ? I will like to see a competition in the paper—l suppose you will have one soon. We are having a fancy dress ball at the end of the ’/par. Give some love to Piglet and keep some for yourself. I will send you a joke and a riddle-me-ree.—Love from Tinkle Bell. Hope you are better again, Tinkle Bell. It is. hard'not being able to eat all the good things you like. Piglet is putting his fur coat away for the summer with my one in a big bag where the moths cannot find it. What fun to have a fancy dress ball. SMILE HERE Tom: Father, will you give me a watch for my birthday? Father: Why? What do you want it for? Tom: Well, Smith has a dog I want and he says he will change it for a watch. Bill: What position would you like when you grow up, Jim? Jim: In the railway. Bill: What, a station master or a porter ? Jim: Neither. A sleeper. RIDDLE-ME-REE

My first in in jump, but not in leap; My second is in sell, and also in heap; My third is in ripple, and also in stream; My fourth is in spill, anu also in lean; My .fifth is in: yoeman, but not in sweet; My whole is something we all like to eat. •Aliop——Fantail My first is in curtain, but not in blind, My second is in: thought, but not in mind, My third is in bump, and also in bounce, My fourth is in spring, but not in pounce, My fifth is in come, but not in stay, My sixth in March, but not in May, My seventh in riddle, but not in rhyme, My eighth is in slow, but not in time, My ninth in milk, but not in. can. My whole in the name of a well-known man. , Utqornqo——Tinkle Bell My first is in stay, but not in go, My second is in pink, but not in yellow, My third is in ribbon, but not in bow, My fourth is in Mick, but not in Joe, My fifth is in no, but not in yes, My sixth, is in Gillian, but not in Jess, My whole is a season we all like best. 'Suiids — (Original) —Christopher Robin PUSSY’S WONDERFUL MEMORY Once there was a cat lived on board a ship. At one port the ship put out to sea, leaving the cat behind. The ship was gone about' a month, but on her return to the harbour, the cat walked on board with a kitten in her mouth. She remembered the ship, and know it was the one on which she lived. This is very wonderful when you come to think that ships were daily entering and leaving the harbour, none of which the cat every thought of visiting till the one she had left eame back. This is a true story. —Thrush.

POETRY THE TREE One path leads to the mountainside, One path leads to the sea, But the path I shall take Is the one that leads to the tree. The tree grows in the forest, It is hollow inside, And in if I always keep The things I wish to hide. And always on a summer day, There in the woods you’ll find me, Having a dream or reading a book, Inside my hollow tree. Lemonade. A COLD WINTER’S DAY I wonder what the children play, Upon a cold and wintry day. Perhaps they leap and laugh and shout, Or hop or skip or run about. But yet they may just read a book, Or else from their window look And sec the snow upon the ground, As it comes fluttering down. Tinkle Bell. .TROUBLE ON THE FARM Help! Help! What’s to do? Dobbin the horse Has cast his shoe! Help! Help! What’s the matter? Porkey the pig Has eaten the platter! Help! Help! What is now? Sammie the sheep dog* Is chasing the cow! Oh! Dear! Such muddles and troubles I never knew! SKYLARK. NOISE I like noise, The whoop of a boy, The thud of a hoof, The rattle of rain on a galvanised roof, The hub-bub of traffic. The roar of a train, The whirr of machinery numbing the

brain, The switching of wires in an overhead tram, The rush of the wind, A door on the slam, • The boom of the thunder, The crash of the waves, The din of a river that races and raves, The crack of a rifle, The crank of a pail, The strident tattoo of a swift slapping sail.. From any old sound that the silence destroys, Arises a gammet of soul-stirring joys. I like noise. Red Rose Bud. VERSE There was a man of our town, ’ And he was wondrous wise, He jumped into a goosberry bush, And scratched out both his eyes, And when he saw his eyes were out, With all his might and main, He jumped into another bush, And scratched them in again. (Copied) —Nightingale RIDDLES What always goes up but never comes down?—Your age. What is the lightest house in the world?—A lighthouse. What animal has the most good points ?—The porcupine. —Christopher Robin What is the difference between the earth and sea?—The earth is dirty and the sea is tide-y. How many ants has a landlord? Ten ants (tenants). When is a river like a cheque? When it is crossed. What is it that flies high, flies low, and yet gets on your shoes? —Dust. When are eyes not eyes?—When wind makes them water. —Fantail JUMBLED FLOWERS 1. Mosriepr. 2. Nayps. 3. Yaids. 4. Odaflidf. 5. Eors. 6. Qjoluni. 7. Loveit. 8. Lhadai. 9. Ypppo. 10. Atsre. ’ 1. Primrose. 2. Pansy. 3. Daisy. 4. Daffodil. 5. Rose. 6. Jonquil. 7. Violet. 8. Dahlia. 9. Poppy. 10. Aster. —Bambi.