Download video and cut mp3 - we make it easy!
Our site is a great tool for entertainment and recreation! You can always view and download online videos, funny videos, hidden camera videos, feature films, documentaries, amateur and home video, music videos, videos about football, sports, accidents and disasters, humor, music, cartoons, anime, TV shows and many other videos for free and without registration. Convert this video to mp3 and other formats: mp3, aac, m4a, ogg, wma, mp4, 3gp, avi, flv, mpg and wmv. Online Radio is radio stations to choose from by country, style and quality. Online Jokes are popular jokes to choose from by style. Cutting mp3 to ringtones online. Converter video to mp3 and other formats. Online TV - these are popular TV channels to choose from. Broadcasting of TV channels is absolutely free in real time - broadcast online.
Chapter Six, in which Eeyore had a birthday and Piglet nearly flew to the moon
Eeyore - an old gray donkey - once stood on the bank of a stream and dejectedly looked into the water at his reflection.
A heartbreaking sight, he finally said. - That's what it's called - a heartbreaking sight.
He turned and walked slowly along the bank downstream. After walking twenty meters, he forded the stream and just as slowly wandered back along the other bank. Opposite the place where he stood at first, Eeyore stopped and again looked into the water.
I thought so, he sighed. - This side is no better. But nobody cares. Nobody cares. A heartbreaking spectacle - that's what it's called!
Then there was a crack in the alder behind him, and Winnie the Pooh appeared.
Good morning, Eeyore! Pooh said.
Good morning, little Pooh, - Eeyore answered dejectedly. - If it's a good morning. Which I personally doubt.
Why? What's happened?
Nothing, Pooh Bear, nothing special. Yet they can't. And some don't have to. You can't write anything here.
What can't everyone do? said Pooh, rubbing his nose.
Ah, I see ... - said Pooh. He thought deeply, and then asked: - Under which walnut bush?
Under which the nuts are red-hot, - Eeyore continued dejectedly. - Round dance, fun and the like. I'm not complaining, but that's the way it is.
Pooh sat down on a large rock and tried to understand something. It turned out to be something like a riddle, and Pooh was not very good at riddles because he had sawdust in his head. And just in case, he sang a mysterious song:
ABOUT FORTY-FIVES
My question is simple and short, -
Rhino said,
Which is better - forty-five
Or five forty? -
Alas, no one is on it
I couldn't give!
That's it, that's right, - said Eeyore. - Sing, sing. Trum-tum-tum-tirim-boom-boom. A wand was born in the forest, it grew in the forest. And brought a lot of joy to the kids. Have fun and have fun.
I'm having fun, said Pooh.
Some people succeed, - said Eeyore.
Yes, what happened? asked Pooh.
Did something 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?
Don't you see them?
No, said Pooh.
Me too, - said Eeyore. "It's a joke," he explained. - Haha.
Pooh scratched the back of his head, completely bewildered.
Is today really your birthday? - he asked.
Oh! Well, I congratulate you and wish you much, much happiness on this day.
And I congratulate you and wish you a lot of 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 miserable on my birthday?
Ah, of course, said Pooh.
Enough of that, - said Eeyore, almost crying, - enough of the fact 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 take it anymore.
Stay here! he shouted and rushed home as fast as he could. He felt that he should 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, Vinnie, - Piglet said.
What are you doing?
I try to call, - Piglet explained. I was walking by and...
Let me help you, - said Pooh helpfully. He went 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 downcast - you know how he knows how, - well, he is so downcast, and I ... Why is it no one to us does not open - they all fell asleep there, or what? - And Pooh called again.
Pooh, - said Piglet. - It's your own house!
Ah, said Pooh. - Well, yes, right! Then let's get in!
And they entered the house.
Pooh went over to the sideboard first, 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?
May I give it to you too? - asked Piglet. - As if from both of us.
No, said Pooh. - It's a bad idea you came up with.
Well then fine. I'll give Eeyore a balloon. I have one left from the holiday. I'm going after him now, okay?
That's what you came up with very well, 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, and Piglet trotted home, and Pooh with a pot of honey went to the stream.
The day was hot, and the way was long, and before he had gone halfway, Pooh suddenly felt some strange tickling. First, it tickled in his nose, then in his throat, and then sucked in the stomach and so gradually reached the very heels. It was like someone inside him was saying, "You know, Pooh, now is the time to do something a little…"
Aye, said Pooh, I didn't know it was this late!
He sat down on the ground and removed the lid from his pot.
It's good that I took it with me, he said. - A lot of bears on such a hot day would not even think of taking with them something with which you can eat a little! ...
And 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 got up slowly. And then he suddenly remembered everything. He ate the Gift!
Ah ah ah! Pooh said. - What should I do? I have to give him something! Ai-ai-ai-ai-ai!
At first he didn't really know what to think. And then he thought:
"Still, it's a very pretty pot, even though there's no honey in it. If I wash it properly and have someone write 'Happy Birthday' on it, Eeyore can keep whatever he wants in it. It will useful thing!"
And since at that time he was not far from the House of the Owl - and everyone in the Forest was sure that the Owl could write very well - he decided to visit her.
Good morning Owl! Pooh said.
Good morning Pooh! Owl replied.
I congratulate you on your birthday, Eeyore, - said Pooh.
Here's how? 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 present, in which you can keep whatever 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 used to keep 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 would write on it: "Happy birthday."
So that's what I came to ask you! Pooh finally explained. - Because I have some kind of lame spelling. In fact, it is a good spelling, but for some reason it is lame and the letters are late ... in their places. Will you write on it: "Happy birthday"? I beg you very much!
Nice pot, - said the Owl, looking around the pot from all sides. - Can I give it to you too? Let this be our common gift.
No, said Pooh. - That's a bad idea you came up with. Let me better wash it first, and then you write everything on it.
And so he washed the pot and wiped it dry, while the Owl, meanwhile, procrastinated on the tip of her pencil and thought about how the word "Congratulations" is written.
Christopher Robin told me what it says, and then I could, - said Pooh.
Very good! So I will also tell you what will be written on the pot, and then you can read it!
And the Owl began to write ... Here is what she wrote:
"For nothing, vlya, vlya, the mrash of the day, about nothing, vlya vlya vlya!"
Pooh looked admiringly at this inscription.
I wrote here: "Congratulations on your birthday," Owl remarked casually.
This is the inscription so the inscription! - Winnie the Pooh said respectfully.
Well, if I tell you everything, it is written here in full like this: "Happy birthday, I wish you all the best. Your Pooh." I did not reckon with the consumption of graphite.
What? asked Pooh.
Here one pencil, how many went! Owl explained.
Still would! Pooh said.
In the meantime, Piglet managed to run away to his home and, grabbing a balloon for Eeyore, rushed at full speed, holding the balloon tightly to his chest so that he 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 thought so much about how Eeyore would be delighted with the gift that he did not look at his feet at all ... And suddenly his foot got 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 blown up, then he thought that perhaps only their beloved Forest; and later - that maybe only he, Piglet, took off and now he lies 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 nose down all the time. He carefully stood up and looked around.
He was still in the Forest!
"Very interesting!" he thought.
Oh God! This rag - it was, it was! - his balloon!!
Oh mom! Piglet said. - Oh, mother, oh, mother, oh, mother, mother, mother! Well ... Now there is nothing to do. You can't go back. I don’t have another balloon… Maybe Eeyore doesn’t like balloons that much?…
Good morning Eeyore! - shouted Piglet from a distance.
Good morning, little Piglet, - said Eeyore. “If this is a good morning,” he added, “which I personally doubt. But it is not important.
I congratulate you on your birthday, - Piglet said, having come closer in the meantime.
Eeyore looked up from his work and stared at Piglet.
Repeat, repeat, he said.
Congratulations…
Wait a minute...
With difficulty holding on to three legs, Eeyore began to carefully raise the 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, it's all right. As you said, repeat,” he said, pointing his ear forward with the help of a hoof.
Happy birthday, Piglet repeated.
Is it you me?
Of course, Eeyore.
Happy my birthday?
So it's my real birthday?
Of course, Eeyore, and I brought you a present.
Eeyore slowly lowered right leg and with considerable difficulty lifted the left.
I want to listen with another ear,” he explained. - Now speak.
Present! Piglet repeated very loudly.
For birthday?
Certainly!
Does this mean I have a real birthday?
Certainly! And I brought you a balloon.
Balloon? - said Eeyore. - Did you say balloon? These are so big, beautiful, bright, are they still inflated? Songs-dances, gop-gop-gop and labor-la-la?
Well, yes, but only... you know... I'm very upset... you know... when I was running to bring it to you as soon as possible, I fell down.
Ahh, what a pity! You must have been running too fast. I hope you didn't hurt yourself, little Piglet?
No thanks, but he... he... Oh, Eeyore, he burst.
There was a very long silence.
My ball? - finally asked Eeyore.
Piglet nodded.
My birthday present?
Yes, Eeyore, - said Piglet, slightly squelching his nose. - Here he is. Congratulations on your birthday.
And he gave Eeyore a rubber rag.
It is he? - asked Eeyore, very surprised.
Piglet nodded.
My present?
Piglet nodded again.
Thank you, Piglet, - said Eeyore. - Excuse me, please, - he continued, - but I would like to ask what color was it when ... when was it a balloon?
Red.
"Just think! Red ... My favorite color," Eeyore muttered to himself.
And 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 did not know what to say. He opened his mouth every now and then, intending to say something, but immediately decided that it was not worth saying that. And suddenly, fortunately for him, someone called them from the other side of the stream. It was Pooh.
I wish you a lot of happiness! shouted Pooh, apparently forgetting that he had already said it.
Thank you, Pooh, I'm already lucky, - Eeyore answered dejectedly.
I brought you a present, - continued Pooh joyfully.
I have a present, - answered Eeyore.
In the meantime, Pooh had crossed the stream and approached Eeyore. Piglet sat a little further away, squelching his nose.
Here he is, said Pooh. - 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 on.
Eeyore, seeing the pot, became very animated.
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 are too big. You don't know how to deal with them. Here's how you need to: take the ball for faith ...
These other balls do not enter, 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 into the pot, then he took it out and put it on the ground, and then picked it up again and carefully put it back.
Out! shouted Pooh. - I mean, he's coming in!
Enter! Piglet shouted. - And out!
Comes out great! - shouted Eeyore. - Enters and exits - just wonderful!
I am very pleased, - said Pooh joyfully, - that I guessed to give you a Useful Pot, where you can put whatever things you want!
And I am very pleased, - Piglet said happily, - that I guessed to give you such a Thing that you can put in this Useful Pot!
But Eeyore heard nothing. He was not up to it: he put his ball into the pot, then took it back, 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 happy to meet the dates that mark them, let's say, growing up. Although I have several acquaintances of a fairly 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.”
By my birthday, I try to be neutral, I make sure that the joy from the attention of loved ones is balanced by a little disappointment that I am getting older, and age signs are reflected in my appearance without asking.
I do not indicate the date of my birth in instant messengers and social networks. networks, maybe this is to some extent a manifestation of harmfulness, but I prefer that those who congratulate me on my birthday want to do it on their own for some reason, and not because the program reminded them of it. Silly, of course, but such is my "fad".
This year's birthday turned out to be very interesting - I have received and still receive (a week after my birthday) congratulations from people completely unfamiliar to me or from those from whom I did not really expect to receive them. Signs of attention, even insignificant, but made sincerely, touch to incredible. Sunday alone elderly woman presented me with a wonderful bouquet of tiny tulips (I have never seen such ones) that she had grown in her dacha.
Piglet: Good morning, Eeyore!
EA-IA: (sadly) Good morning, Piglet! If it's good, of course!
What I personally doubt!
EA-EA: (surprised) What did you say? Repeat!
PITTLE: Happy birthday to you!
EA-IA: Is that you me?
Piglet: Of course, Eeyore!
EA-IA: Happy birthday to me?
PITTLE: Yes!
EA-IA: So it's my real birthday?
Piglet: Of course, Eeyore! And I brought you a present!
EA-IA: A present for me?
PITTLE: Yes!
IA-IA: Thank you, Piglet! You are a true friend! Not like some!...
(interested) What did you bring me?
Piglet: I brought you a balloon!
EA-IA: A balloon? It's so big and beautiful! It's still being inflated!
Piglet: Yes, but only... you know... when I ran to bring it to you as soon as possible, I fell!
EA-IA: Oh, what a pity! I hope you didn't get hurt, Piglet?
Piglet: I'm not! Thank you But he ... he burst!
EA-IA: My balloon?
PITTLE: Yes!
EA-IA: My gift?
PITTLE: Yes!
(Piglet hands the donkey what is left of the balloon.)
EA-IA: (sadly) Thank you, Piglet! (pause)
Excuse me, please, but I would like to ask you - what color was it when it was a balloon?
Piglet: Green!
EA-IA: (sadly) Just think! Green... My favorite color!
And what size?
Piglet: Almost from me!
EA-EA: (sadly) Just think, almost with you! .. My favorite size!
(Winnie the Pooh enters the scene.)
WINNIE THE POOH: Happy birthday! I wish you happiness in your personal life!
EA-EA: Thank you, Pooh, I'm already lucky.
WINNIE THE POOH: I brought you a present!
EA-IA: I already have a present.
WINNIE THE POOH: This is a very good present! It's called Useful Pot!
WINNIE THE POOH: Do you know what is written on it? "Happy Birthday!" And you can put whatever you want in it!
EA-EA: (briskly) Yes? But my ball will just go into this pot!
WINNIE THE POOH: No, Eeyore! Unfortunately the balloons are not included in the pots!
They are too big!
EA-EA: (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 a pot, then takes it out and puts it on the ground, and then picks it up again and puts it in a pot.)
WINNIE THE POOH: Enter!
Piglet: (joyfully) And out!
EA-IA: (proudly) And in and out!
WINNIE THE POOH: I am very pleased, Eeyore, that I guessed to give you a Useful Pot, where you can put whatever things you want!
Piglet: And I am very pleased that I thought to give you such a Thing that you can put in this Useful Pot!
(The donkey Eeyore at this time puts and takes the ball back from the pot. At this time, the Owl appears with a lace in his hands.)
OWL: Dear Eeyore! On this significant day, I want to give you a modest but very useful gift! Here is the string!
(The owl holds out the string to the donkey.)
EA-IA: What is it? It looks like my tail!
WINNIE THE POOH: Of course yours, Eeyore!
(Winnie the Pooh attaches the tail to the donkey.)
PITTLE: Hurrah! Tail found!
The owl found its tail!
OWL: How's the tail?
WINNIE THE POOH: Well, yes, the tail!
OWL: What does it mean that I gave a tail ??
WINNIE THE POOH: Well, yes, the tail!
OWL: Tail?!
(Owl starts laughing. Everyone else joins in.)
PITTLE: How good!
WINNIE THE POOH: How good!
EA-IA: What a coincidence!
Piglet: I found a pot for the ball!
OWL: And a birthday tail!
Piglet: It's nice, what to say,
WINNIE THE POOH: Birthday gifts!
Piglet: We are happy to give a friend a present!
OWL: And that's without a doubt!
EA-IA: Eeyore! And I have the same opinion!
Winnie the Pooh
Good morning Owl! Pooh said.
- Good morning, Pooh! Owl replied.
- I congratulate you on your birthday, Eeyore, - said Pooh.
- That's how? 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 present, in which you can keep whatever you want," said Pooh. And I wanted to ask you...
- This? asked the Owl, taking the pot from Pooh's paws.
Yes, I wanted to ask you...
“They used to keep 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 would write on it: "Congratulations on your birthday."
So that's what I came to ask you! Pooh finally explained. - Because I have some kind of lame spelling. In fact, it is a good spelling, but for some reason it is lame and the letters are late ... in their places. Will you write on it: "Happy birthday"? I beg you very much!
- A nice pot, - said the Owl, looking around the pot from all sides. - Can I give it to you too? Let this be our common gift.
"No," said Pooh. - That's a bad idea you came up with. Let me better wash it first, and then you write everything on it.
And so he washed the pot and wiped it dry, while the Owl, meanwhile, procrastinated on the tip of her pencil and thought about how the word "Congratulations" is written.
- Pooh, can you read? she asked, not without concern in her voice. - Here, for example, I have an announcement on my door how to call - Christopher Robin wrote this to me. Can you read it?
"Christopher Robin told me what it said, and then I could," said Pooh.
- Very good! So I will also tell you what will be written on the pot, and then you can read it!
And the Owl began to write ... Here is what she wrote:
"For nothing, vlya, vlya, the mrash of the day, about nothing, vlya vlya vlya!"
Pooh looked admiringly at this inscription.
- I wrote here: "Congratulations on your birthday," Owl remarked casually.
- This is the inscription so the inscription! - Winnie the Pooh said respectfully.
- Well, if I tell you everything, it is written here in full like this: "Happy birthday, I wish you all the best. Your Pooh." I did not reckon with the consumption of graphite.
- What? asked Pooh.
- There is one pencil how many went! Owl explained.
- Still would! Pooh said.
In the meantime, Piglet managed to run away to his home and, grabbing a balloon for Eeyore, rushed at full speed, holding the balloon tightly to his chest so that he 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 thought so much about how Eeyore would be delighted with the gift that he did not look at his feet at all ... And suddenly his foot got 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 blown up, then he thought that perhaps only their beloved Forest; and later - that maybe only he, Piglet, took off and now he lies 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 nose down all the time. He carefully stood up and looked around.
He was still in the Forest!
"Very interesting!" he thought.
Oh God! This rag - it was, it was! - his balloon!!
- Oh, mom! Piglet said. - Oh, mother, oh, mother, oh, mother, mother, mother! Well ... Now there is nothing to do. You can't go back. I don’t have another balloon… Maybe Eeyore doesn’t like balloons that much?…
And he ran on. To tell the truth, he ran not very cheerfully, but still he soon ran to the very place where Eeyore stood and still looked at his reflection in the water.
- Good morning, Eeyore! - shouted Piglet from a distance.
- Good morning, little Piglet, - said Eeyore. “If this is a good morning,” he added, “which I personally doubt. But it is not important.
- I congratulate you on your birthday, - Piglet said, coming closer in the meantime.
Eeyore looked up from his work and stared at Piglet.
“Repeat, repeat,” he said.
- Congratulations...
- Wait a minute...
With difficulty holding on to three legs, Eeyore began to carefully raise the fourth leg to his ear.
“I learned it yesterday,” he explained, falling for the third time. - It's very simple, and most importantly, I hear better this way. Well, it's all right. As you said, repeat,” he said, pointing his ear forward with the help of a hoof.
“Happy birthday,” repeated Piglet.
- Is it you me?
- Of course, Eeyore.
- Happy birthday to me?
- Yes.
"So it's my real birthday?"
- Of course, Eeyore, and I brought you a present.
Eeyore slowly lowered his right leg and with considerable difficulty raised his left.
“I want to listen with the other ear,” he explained. - Now speak.
- Present! Piglet repeated very loudly.
- To me?
- Yes.
- For your birthday?
- Certainly!
- So, I get a real birthday?
- Certainly! And I brought you a balloon.
- Balloon? - said Eeyore. - Did you say balloon? These are so big, beautiful, bright, are they still inflated? Songs-dances, gop-gop-gop and labor-la-la?
- Well, yes, but only ... you know ... I'm very upset ... you know ... when I ran to bring it to you as soon as possible, I fell.
- Oh, what a pity! You must have been running too fast. I hope you didn't hurt yourself, little Piglet?
- No thanks, but he... he... Oh, Eeyore, he burst.
There was a very long silence.
- My ball? - finally asked Eeyore.
Piglet nodded.
- My birthday present?
- Yes, Eeyore, - said Piglet, slightly squelching his nose. - Here he is. Congratulations on your birthday.
And he gave Eeyore a rubber rag.
- It is he? - asked Eeyore, very surprised.
Piglet nodded.
- My present?
Piglet nodded again.
- Ball?
- Yes.
- Thank you, Piglet, - said Eeyore. - Excuse me, please, - he continued, - but I would like to ask what color was it when ... when was it a balloon?
- Red.
"Just think! Red ... My favorite color," Eeyore muttered to himself.
- And 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 did not know what to say. He opened his mouth every now and then, intending to say something, but immediately decided that it was not worth saying that. And suddenly, fortunately for him, someone called them from the other side of the stream. It was Pooh.
- I wish you a lot of happiness! shouted Pooh, apparently forgetting that he had already said it.
- Thank you, Pooh, I'm already lucky, - Eeyore answered dejectedly.
"I brought you a present," Pooh went on happily.
- I have a present, - answered Eeyore.
In the meantime, Pooh had crossed the stream and approached Eeyore. Piglet sat a little further away, squelching his nose. 
Here he is, said Pooh. - 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 on. Eeyore, seeing the pot, became very animated.
- 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 are too big. You don't know how to deal with them. Here's how you need to: take the ball for faith ...
- These are the other balls do not enter, but mine does, - said Eeyore with pride. - Look, Piglet!
Piglet looked around sadly, and Eeyore grabbed his former ball with his teeth and carefully put it into 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's coming out! shouted Pooh. - I mean, he's coming in!
- Enter! Piglet shouted. - And out!
- It's great! - shouted Eeyore. - Enters and exits - just wonderful!
- I am very pleased, - said Pooh joyfully, - that I guessed to give you a Useful Pot, where you can put whatever things you want!
- And I'm very pleased, - Piglet said happily, - that I guessed to give you such a Thing that you can put in this Useful Pot!
But Eeyore heard nothing. He was not up to it: he put his ball into the pot, then took it back, and it was clear that he was completely happy!
