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Chapter six, in which Eeyore had a birthday and Piglet almost flew to the moon
Eeyore, an old gray donkey, once stood on the bank of a stream and looked dejectedly into the water at his reflection.
“A heartbreaking sight,” he said finally. - That's what it's called - a heartbreaking sight.
He turned and slowly walked along the bank downstream. After walking about twenty meters, he forded the stream and just as slowly walked back along the other bank. Opposite the place where he first stood, Eeyore stopped and looked into the water again.
“I thought so,” he sighed. - From this side it’s no better. But no one cares. Nobody cares. A heartbreaking sight - that's what it's called!
Then a crash was heard in the alder forest behind him, and Winnie the Pooh appeared.
Good morning, Eeyore! - said Pooh.
“Good morning, Pooh Bear,” Eeyore answered sadly. - If it's good morning. Which I personally doubt.
Why? What's happened?
Nothing, Pooh Bear, nothing special. Still they can’t. And some don't have to. There's nothing you can do about it.
What can't everyone do? - Pooh asked, rubbing his nose.
Ah, I see... - said Pooh. He thought deeply, and then asked: “Under what walnut bush?”
Under which there are roasted nuts,” Eeyore continued sadly. - Round dance, fun and the like. I'm not complaining, but that's the way it is.
Pooh sat down on a large stone and tried to understand something. It turned out to be something like a riddle, and Pooh was rather weak at riddles, since he had sawdust in his head. And just in case, he sang a mysterious song:
ABOUT FORTY FIVES
My question is simple and short, -
The Rhinoceros said,
Which is better - forty fives
Or forty heels? -
Alas, no one is on this
I couldn't give it!
That's right, said Eeyore. - Sing, sing. Thrum-thump-thump-thrum-boom-boom. A stick was born in the forest, and it grew in the forest. And she brought a lot of joy to the children. Have fun and have fun.
“I’m having fun,” said Pooh.
“Some people succeed,” said Eeyore.
What happened? - asked Pooh.
Did anything happen?
No, but you look so sad.
Sad? Why should I be sad? Today is my birthday. The best day of the year!
Your birthday? - asked Pooh, terribly surprised.
Certainly. Don't you notice? Look at all these gifts. - Eeyore waved his front leg from side to side. - Look at the birthday cake!
Pooh looked - first to the right, then to the left.
Present? - he said. - Birthday cake? Where?
Can't you see them?
No, said Pooh.
“Me too,” said Eeyore. “It’s a joke,” he explained. - Ha ha.
Pooh scratched the back of his head, completely confused.
And today is really your birthday? - he asked.
Oh! Well, congratulations and wish you lots and lots of happiness on this day.
And I congratulate you and wish you much, much happiness on this day, Pooh Bear.
But today is not my birthday.
No, not yours, but mine.
And you say “I wish you happiness on this day.”
So what? Do you want to be unhappy on my birthday?
“Oh, I see,” said Pooh.
“It’s enough,” said Eeyore, almost crying, “it’s enough that I myself am so unhappy - without gifts and without a birthday cake, and generally forgotten and abandoned, and even if everyone else is unhappy ...
Winnie the Pooh couldn't bear it anymore.
Wait here! - he shouted and rushed home as fast as he could. He felt that he must immediately give the poor donkey something, and then he would always have time to think about the Real Gift.
Near his house, he came across Piglet, who was jumping at the door, trying to get the bell button.
Hello, Piglet, said Winnie the Pooh.
“Hello, Vinny,” said Piglet.
What are you doing?
“I’m trying to call,” Piglet explained. - I was walking past and...
“Let me help you,” said Pooh helpfully. He walked to the door and pressed the button. “I just saw Eeyore,” he began. - The poor donkey is terribly upset, because today is his birthday, and everyone has forgotten about him, and he is very depressed - you know how he can do it - well, he is so depressed, and I... Why is this nobody to us? doesn’t open - did they all fall asleep there, or what? - And Pooh called again.
Pooh,” said Piglet. - This is your own home!
“Ah,” said Pooh. - Well, yes, that's right! Then let's go in!
And they entered the house.
Pooh first went to the cupboard to make sure he had a suitable, not particularly large pot of honey. The pot was in place, and Pooh took it off the shelf.
“I’ll take it to Eeyore,” he explained. - As a gift. What are you thinking of giving him?
Can I give it as a gift too? - asked Piglet. - As if from both of us.
No, said Pooh. - You came up with a bad idea.
Well then fine. I'll give Eeyore a balloon. I have one left over from the holiday. I'll go get him now, okay?
You came up with a very good idea, Piglet! After all, Eeyore needs to be cheered up. And whoever wants to have fun with a balloon! No one can be sad when they have a balloon!
Well, Piglet trotted home, and Pooh with a pot of honey headed to the stream.
The day was hot, and the path was long, and, not even halfway, Pooh suddenly felt some strange tickling. At first it tickled in his nose, then in his throat, and then it began to suck in the pit of his stomach, and so gradually reached his very heels. It seemed as if someone inside him was saying: “You know, Pooh, now is the time for a little something...”
Ay-ay,” said Pooh, “I didn’t know it was already so late!”
He sat down on the ground and took the lid off his pot.
“It’s good that I took him with me,” he said. - Quite a few bears on such a hot day wouldn’t even think of taking with them something to refresh themselves a little!…
“Now let’s think,” he said, licking the bottom of the pot for the last time, “let’s think about where I was going to go.” Oh yes, to Eeyore.
Winnie the Pooh slowly stood up. And then he suddenly remembered everything. He ate the Gift!
Ah ah ah! - said Pooh. - What should I do? I have to give him something! Ay-ay-ay-ay-ay!
At first he didn't really know what to think. And then he thought:
"Still, it's a very nice pot, although there's no honey in it. If I wash it properly and get someone to write 'Happy Birthday' on it, Eeyore can hold whatever you want in it. It'll be useful thing!"
And since he was not far from the Owl’s House at that time - and everyone in the Forest was sure that the Owl could write perfectly - he decided to visit her.
Good morning, Owl! - said Pooh.
Good morning, Pooh! - answered the Owl.
“Happy birthday to Eeyore,” said Pooh.
How's that? - Owl was surprised.
Yes. What are you thinking of giving him?
What are you thinking of giving him?
“I’m bringing him a Useful Pot as a gift, in which you can keep everything you want,” said Pooh. - And I wanted to ask you...
This? - asked the Owl, taking the pot from Pooh's paws.
Yes, and I wanted to ask you...
“They once kept honey here,” said the Owl.
You can keep whatever you want in it,” Pooh said seriously. - This is a very, very useful thing. And I wanted to ask you...
You would write on it: “Happy Birthday.”
So this is what I came to ask you about! - Pooh finally explained. - Because my spelling is kind of lame. In general, it is a good spelling, but for some reason it is lame and the letters are late... in their places. Will you write "Happy Birthday" on it? I beg you very much!
“Nice pot,” said the Owl, looking at the pot from all sides. - Can I give it as a gift too? Let this be our common gift.
No, said Pooh. - You came up with a bad idea. Let me wash it first, and then you can write everything on it.
And so he washed the pot and wiped it dry, and the Owl, meanwhile, was fiddling with the tip of her pencil and wondering how to spell the word “Congratulations.”
Christopher Robin told me what it said, and then I could do it,” Pooh answered.
Very good! So I’ll also tell you what will be written on the pot, and then you can read it!
And the Owl began to write... This is what she wrote:
“About in vain, wow, wow, in vain, mrash of the day, in vain, wow, wow, wow!”
Pooh looked at this inscription with admiration.
“I wrote here: “Happy birthday,” Owl remarked casually.
This is the inscription, this is the inscription! - Winnie the Pooh said respectfully.
Well, if I’m going to tell you everything, it’s written in full like this: “Happy birthday, I wish you all the best. Your Pooh.” I didn't take into account the consumption of graphite.
What? - asked Pooh.
There's a lot of pencil here! - explained the Owl.
Still would! - said Pooh.
Meanwhile, Piglet managed to run to his home and, grabbing a balloon for Eeyore, rushed at full speed, holding the balloon tightly to his chest so that it would not be blown away by the wind. Piglet was in a terrible hurry to get to Eeyore before Pooh; he wanted to be the first to give Donkey a gift, as if he, Piglet, himself remembered his birthday, without any prompting. He was in such a hurry and so thinking about how Eeyore would be happy with the gift that he didn’t look at his feet at all... And suddenly his foot fell into a mouse hole, and poor Piglet flew nose down: BOOM!!!
Piglet lay on the ground, not understanding what had happened. At first he thought that the whole world had gone up in smoke, then he thought that maybe only their beloved Forest; even later - that maybe only he, Piglet, took off and now he is lying alone somewhere on the Moon and will never, ever see Pooh, or Christopher Robin, or Eeyore again... And then it occurred to him, that even on the Moon it is not necessary to lie with your nose down all the time. He carefully stood up and looked around.
He was still in the Forest!
“Very interesting!” he thought. “I wonder what kind of Boom it was? I couldn’t have made so much noise myself when I fell! And where, I wonder, is my ball? And where, I wonder, did this rag come from here?”
Oh God! This rag is exactly what it was! - his balloon!!
Oh, mom! - said Piglet. - Oh, mom, oh, mommy, oh, mom, mom, mom! Well... There's nothing to do now. There is no going back. I don’t have another balloon... Maybe Eeyore doesn’t like balloons that much?...
Good morning, Eeyore! - Piglet shouted from afar.
“Good morning, little Piglet,” said Eeyore. “If this morning is good,” he added, “which I personally doubt.” But it is not important.
“Happy birthday to you,” said Piglet, coming closer in the meantime.
Eeyore looked up from what he was doing and stared at Piglet.
Repeat, repeat,” he said.
Congratulations...
Wait a minute...
Having difficulty standing on three legs, Eeyore began to carefully raise his fourth leg to his ear.
“I learned this yesterday,” he explained, falling for the third time. - It’s very simple, and most importantly, I hear better this way. Well, everything is fine. “Just as you said, repeat it,” he said, using his hoof to point his ear forward.
“Happy birthday,” repeated Piglet.
Are you me?
Of course, Eeyore.
Happy birthday?
So it's my real birthday?
Of course, Eeyore, I brought you a gift.
Eeyore slowly lowered right leg and with considerable difficulty raised the left one.
“I want to listen with another ear,” he explained. - Now speak.
Present! - Piglet repeated very loudly.
For birthday?
Certainly!
So it turns out I'm having a real birthday?
Certainly! And I brought you a balloon.
Balloon? - said Eeyore. - Did you say balloon? They are so big, beautiful, bright, are they still inflated? Songs and dances, gop-gop-gop and trumpet-la-la?
Well, yes, but just... you know... I'm very upset... you know... when I was running to quickly bring it to you, I fell.
Ay-ah, what a pity! You probably ran too fast. I hope you're not hurt, little Piglet?
No, thank you, but he... he... Oh, Eeyore, he burst.
There was a very long silence.
My ball? - Eeyore finally asked.
Piglet nodded.
My birthday present?
Yes, Eeyore,” said Piglet, sniffling slightly. - Here he is. Congratulations on your birthday.
And he gave Eeyore a rubber cloth.
It is he? - asked Eeyore, very surprised.
Piglet nodded.
My present?
Piglet nodded again.
“Thank you, Piglet,” said Eeyore. “Sorry, please,” he continued, “but I would like to ask what color he was when... when he was a ball?”
Red.
“Just think! Red... My favorite color,” Eeyore muttered to himself.
What size?
Almost from me.
Yes? Just think, almost as big as you!... My favorite size! - Eeyore said sadly under his breath. - So-so.
Piglet felt very unwell and didn’t really know what to say. Every now and then he opened his mouth, about to say something, but then decided that this was exactly what he shouldn’t say. And suddenly, fortunately for him, someone called out to them from the other bank of the stream. It was Pooh.
I wish you much, much happiness! - Pooh shouted, obviously forgetting that he had already said this.
Thank you, Pooh, I’m already lucky,” Eeyore answered sadly.
“I brought you a gift,” Pooh continued joyfully.
“I have a gift,” answered Eeyore.
Meanwhile, Pooh crossed the stream and approached Eeyore. Piglet sat a little away, sniffling.
“Here he is,” Pooh announced. - This is a Very Useful Pot. Do you know what is written on it? "Happy birthday, I wish you all the best. Your Pooh." That's how much has been written! And you can put whatever you want in it. Here you go.
Eeyore became very animated when he saw the pot.
Wow! - he shouted. - You know what? My ball will just fit into this pot!
“What are you, what are you, Eeyore,” said Pooh. - Balloons not included in pots. They're too big. You don't know how to handle them. Here's what you need to do: take the ball for faith...
“It’s the other balls that don’t go in, but mine does,” Eeyore said proudly. - Look, Piglet!
Piglet looked around sadly, and Eeyore grabbed his former ball with his teeth and carefully put it in the pot, then he took it out and put it on the ground, and then picked it up again and carefully put it back.
It turns out! - Pooh shouted. - I mean, he's coming in!
Enter! - Piglet shouted. - And it comes out!
It turns out great! - Eeyore shouted. - It goes in and out - it’s absolutely wonderful!
“I’m very pleased,” Pooh said joyfully, “that I thought of giving you a Useful Pot, where you can put whatever things you want!”
“And I’m very pleased,” Piglet said joyfully, “that I thought of giving you such a Thing that you can put in this Useful Pot!”
But Eeyore didn't hear anything. He had no time for that: he either put his ball in the pot, then took it out again, and it was clear that he was completely happy!
- Dear Eeyore! On this significant day, I want to give you free of charge...
Owl
Children love their birthday so much, love and wait. My son starts counting the days until his birthday right from the day after his birthday. Adults, of course, are less joyful about the dates that mark their, so to speak, growing up. Although I have several friends of quite a decent age who have retained their childhood love for this holiday. My mother, a well-known joker in our family, says this on her birthday: “I don’t accept congratulations, I accept condolences.”
I try to be neutral about my birthday, making sure that the joy from the attention of loved ones is balanced with a slight sadness from the fact that I am getting older, and signs of age are reflected in my appearance without asking.
I do not indicate my date of birth in messengers and social media. networks, maybe this is to some extent a manifestation of harmfulness, but I prefer that those who congratulate me on my birthday, for some reason, wanted to do it on their own, and not because the program reminded them of it. It’s stupid, of course, but that’s my “fad.”
This year’s birthday turned out to be very interesting - I received and still receive (a week after my birthday) congratulations from complete strangers to me or from those from whom I did not really expect to receive them. Signs of attention, even insignificant ones, but made sincerely, are incredibly touching. Alone on Sunday elderly woman She presented me with a wonderful bouquet of tiny tulips (I’ve never seen anything like them) that she grew at her dacha.
PIGLE: Good morning, Eeyore!
Eeyore: (sad) Good morning, Piglet! If it is good, of course!
Which I personally doubt!
Eeyore: (surprised) What did you say? Repeat!
PIGLE: Happy birthday to you!
IA-IA: Are you me?
PIGLE: Of course, Eeyore!
Eeyore: Happy birthday?
PIGLE: Yes!
Eeyore: So it's my real birthday?
PIGLE: Of course, Eeyore! And I brought you a gift!
Eeyore: Do I have a gift?
PIGLE: Yes!
Eeyore: Thank you, Piglet! You are a true friend! Not like some!...
(interested) What did you bring me?
PIGLE: I brought you a balloon!
Eeyore: Balloon? It's so big and beautiful! They're still cheating him!
PIGLE: Yes, but just... you know... when I was running to quickly bring it to you, I fell!
Eeyore: Ay-ay, what a pity! I hope you're not hurt, Piglet?
PIGLE: I'm not! Thank you But he...he burst!
Eeyore: My ball?
PIGLE: Yes!
Eeyore: My gift?
PIGLE: Yes!
(Piglet hands the donkey what is left of the ball.)
Eeyore: (sad) Thank you, Piglet! (paused)
Excuse me, please, but I would like to ask you - what color was it when it was a ball?
PIGLE: Green!
Eeyore: (sad) Just think! Green... My favorite color!
What size?
PIGLE: Almost from me!
Eeyore: (sad) Just think, almost as big as you!..My favorite size!
(Winnie the Pooh appears on stage.)
WINNIE THE POOH: Happy Birthday! I wish you happiness in your personal life!
Eeyore: Thank you, Pooh, I’m already lucky.
WINNIE THE POOH: I brought you a gift!
IA-IA: I already have a gift.
WINNIE THE POOH: This is a very good gift! It's called the Useful Pot!
WINNIE THE POOH: Do you know what is written on it? "Happy Birthday!" And you can put whatever you want in it!
Eeyore: (animated) Yes? But my ball will just fit into this pot!
WINNIE THE POOH: No, Eeyore! Unfortunately, balloons do not come in pots!
They're too big!
Eeyore: (with pride) It’s the other balls that don’t go in, but mine does!
Look, Piglet!
(Piglet looks sadly at what is happening, and Eeyore takes his burst balloon and puts it in the pot, then takes it out and puts it on the ground, and then picks it up again and puts it in the pot.)
WINNIE THE POOH: Entering!
PIGLE: (joyfully) And it comes out!
Eeyore: (proudly) And he goes in and out!
WINNIE THE POOH: I am very pleased, Eeyore, that I thought of giving you a Useful Pot where you can put whatever things you want!
PIGLE: And I’m very pleased that I thought of giving you such a Thing that you can put in this Useful Pot!
(At this time, Eeyore puts the ball in and takes it back out of the pot. At this time, the Owl appears with a cord in his hands.)
OWL: Dear Eeyore! On this significant day, I want to give you a modest but very useful gift! This lace!
(The owl hands the cord to the donkey.)
IA-IA: What is this? I think it's my tail!
WINNIE THE POOH: Of course yours, Eeyore!
(Winnie the Pooh attaches the tail to the donkey.)
PIGLE: Hurray! The tail has been found!
The owl found its tail!
OWL: How's the tail?
WINNIE THE POOH: Well, yes, a tail!
OWL: What happens that I gave away a tail??
WINNIE THE POOH: Well, yes, a tail!
OWL: Tail?!
(The owl starts laughing. Everyone else joins in.)
PIGLE: How good!
WINNIE THE POOH: How good!
Eeyore: What a coincidence!
PIGLE: I found a pot for the ball!
OWL: And a tail for your birthday!
PIGLE: It’s nice, needless to say,
WINNIE THE POOH: Birthday Gifts!
PIGLE: We are happy to give it to a friend!
OWL: And this is without a doubt!
Eeyore: Eeyore! And I'm of the same opinion!
Winnie the Pooh
Good morning, Owl! - said Pooh.
- Good morning, Pooh! - answered the Owl.
“Happy birthday to Eeyore,” said Pooh.
- Is that so? - Owl was surprised.
- Yes. What are you thinking of giving him?
- What are you thinking of giving him?
“I’m bringing him a Useful Pot as a gift, in which you can keep everything you want,” said Pooh. - And I wanted to ask you...
- This? - asked the Owl, taking the pot from Pooh's paws.
- Yes, and I wanted to ask you...
“They once kept honey here,” said the Owl.
“You can keep whatever you want in it,” said Pooh seriously. - This is a very, very useful thing. And I wanted to ask you...
- You could write on it: “Happy Birthday.”
- So this is what I came to ask you about! - Pooh finally explained. - Because my spelling is kind of lame. In general, it is a good spelling, but for some reason it is lame and the letters are late... in their places. Will you write "Happy Birthday" on it? I beg you very much!
“Nice pot,” said the Owl, looking at the pot from all sides. - Can I give it as a gift too? Let this be our common gift.
“No,” said Pooh. - You came up with a bad idea. Let me wash it first, and then you can write everything on it.
And so he washed the pot and wiped it dry, and the Owl, meanwhile, was fiddling with the tip of her pencil and wondering how to spell the word “Congratulations.”
- Pooh, can you read? - she asked, not without anxiety in her voice. - For example, there is a notice on my door asking how to call - Christopher Robin wrote this to me. Can you read it?
“Christopher Robin told me what it said, and then I could,” answered Pooh.
- Very good! So I’ll also tell you what will be written on the pot, and then you can read it!
And the Owl began to write... This is what she wrote:
“About in vain, wow, wow, in vain, mrash of the day, in vain, wow, wow, wow!”
Pooh looked at this inscription with admiration.
“I wrote here: ‘Happy birthday,’” Owl remarked casually.
- This is the inscription! - Winnie the Pooh said respectfully.
- Well, if I’m going to tell you everything, it’s written in full like this: “Happy birthday, I wish you all the best. Your Pooh.” I didn't take into account the consumption of graphite.
- What? - asked Pooh.
- There’s a lot of pencil here! - explained the Owl.
- Still would! - said Pooh.
Meanwhile, Piglet managed to run to his home and, grabbing a balloon for Eeyore, rushed at full speed, holding the balloon tightly to his chest so that it would not be blown away by the wind. Piglet was in a terrible hurry to get to Eeyore before Pooh; he wanted to be the first to give Donkey a gift, as if he, Piglet, himself remembered his birthday, without any prompting. He was in such a hurry and so thinking about how Eeyore would be happy with the gift that he didn’t look at his feet at all... And suddenly his foot fell into a mouse hole, and poor Piglet flew nose down: BOOM!!!
Piglet lay on the ground, not understanding what had happened. At first he thought that the whole world had gone up in smoke, then he thought that perhaps only their beloved Forest; even later - that maybe only he, Piglet, took off and now he is lying alone somewhere on the Moon and will never, ever see Pooh, or Christopher Robin, or Eeyore again... And then it occurred to him, that even on the Moon it is not necessary to lie with your nose down all the time. He carefully stood up and looked around.
He was still in the Forest!
“Very interesting!” he thought. “I wonder what kind of Boom it was? I couldn’t have made so much noise myself when I fell! And where, I wonder, is my ball? And where, I wonder, did this rag come from here?”
Oh God! This rag is exactly what it was! - his balloon!!
- Oh, mom! - said Piglet. - Oh, mom, oh, mommy, oh, mom, mom, mom! Well... There's nothing to do now. There is no going back. I don’t have another balloon... Maybe Eeyore doesn’t like balloons that much?...
And he ran on. To tell the truth, he was no longer running very cheerfully, but still he soon reached the very place where Eeyore stood and still looked at his reflection in the water.
- Good morning, Eeyore! - Piglet shouted from afar.
“Good morning, little Piglet,” said Eeyore. “If this morning is good,” he added, “which I personally doubt.” But it is not important.
“Happy birthday to you,” said Piglet, coming closer in the meantime.
Eeyore looked up from what he was doing and stared at Piglet.
“Repeat, repeat,” he said.
- Congratulations...
- Just a minute...
Having difficulty standing on three legs, Eeyore began to carefully raise his fourth leg to his ear.
“I learned this yesterday,” he explained, falling for the third time. - It’s very simple, and most importantly, I hear better this way. Well, everything is fine. “Just as you said, repeat it,” he said, using his hoof to point his ear forward.
“Happy birthday,” repeated Piglet.
- Are you me?
- Of course, Eeyore.
- Happy birthday?
- Yes.
- So it’s my real birthday?
- Of course, Eeyore, and I brought you a gift.
Eeyore slowly lowered his right leg and, with considerable difficulty, raised his left.
“I want to listen with another ear,” he explained. - Now speak.
- Present! - Piglet repeated very loudly.
- To me?
- Yes.
- For your birthday?
- Certainly!
- So, it’s a real birthday for me?
- Certainly! And I brought you a balloon.
- Balloon? - said Eeyore. - Did you say balloon? They are so big, beautiful, bright, are they still inflated? Songs and dances, gop-gop-gop and trumpet-la-la?
- Well, yes, but just... you see... I’m very upset... you know... when I was running to quickly bring it to you, I fell.
- Ay-ah, what a pity! You probably ran too fast. I hope you're not hurt, little Piglet?
- No, thank you, but he... he... Oh, Eeyore, he burst.
There was a very long silence.
- My ball? - Eeyore finally asked.
Piglet nodded.
- My birthday present?
“Yes, Eeyore,” said Piglet, sniffling slightly. - Here he is. Congratulations on your birthday.
And he gave Eeyore a rubber cloth.
- It is he? - asked Eeyore, very surprised.
Piglet nodded.
- My present?
Piglet nodded again.
- Ball?
- Yes.
“Thank you, Piglet,” said Eeyore. “Sorry, please,” he continued, “but I would like to ask what color he was when... when he was a ball?”
- Red.
“Just think! Red... My favorite color,” Eeyore muttered to himself.
- What size?
- Almost from me.
- Yes? Just think, almost as big as you!... My favorite size! - Eeyore said sadly under his breath. - So-so.
Piglet felt very unwell and didn’t really know what to say. Every now and then he opened his mouth, about to say something, but then decided that this was exactly what he shouldn’t say. And suddenly, fortunately for him, someone called out to them from the other bank of the stream. It was Pooh.
- I wish you much, much happiness! - Pooh shouted, apparently forgetting that he had already said this.
“Thank you, Pooh, I’m already lucky,” Eeyore answered sadly.
“I brought you a present,” Pooh continued joyfully.
“I have a gift,” answered Eeyore.
Meanwhile, Pooh crossed the stream and approached Eeyore. Piglet sat a little away, sniffling. 
“Here he is,” Pooh announced. - This is a Very Useful Pot. Do you know what is written on it? "Happy birthday, I wish you all the best. Your Pooh." That's how much has been written! And you can put whatever you want in it. Hold it. Eeyore became very animated when he saw the pot.
- Wow! - he shouted. - You know what? My ball will just fit into this pot!
“What are you, what are you, Eeyore,” said Pooh. - Balloons are not included in the pots. They're too big. You don't know how to handle them. Here's what you need to do: take the ball for faith...
“It’s the other balls that don’t go in, but mine does,” Eeyore said proudly. - Look, Piglet!
Piglet looked around sadly, and Eeyore grabbed his former ball with his teeth and carefully put it in the pot, then he took it out and put it on the ground, and then picked it up again and carefully put it back.
- It turns out! - Pooh shouted. - I mean, he's coming in!
- Comes in! - Piglet shouted. - And it comes out!
- Looks great! - Eeyore shouted. - It goes in and out - it’s absolutely wonderful!
“I’m very pleased,” Pooh said joyfully, “that I thought of giving you a Useful Pot, where you can put whatever things you want!”
“And I’m very pleased,” Piglet said joyfully, “that I thought of giving you such a Thing that you can put in this Useful Pot!”
But Eeyore didn't hear anything. He had no time for that: he either put his ball in the pot, then took it out again, and it was clear that he was completely happy!
