One of the reasons, in my way of thinking,
for wanting grandchildren is so that I can watch Winnie the Pooh without
apologies. I came late to these stories as we were encouraged to read “real”
stories as opposed to fantasies and TV only entered my life at age 10 – I Love Lucy having been our mainstay.
There were no VHS videos, there were no DVDs. However, we were far from being
deprived as we had the whole world (i.e. the front yard, the middle yard and
the backyard) to play in, an ivy patch that held dragons, snakes and anything
else with which to frighten ourselves: we wouldn’t have had time amongst the
piano practice, the homework, the household chores and the play to have watched
even had we had access.
I discovered Winnie the Pooh with the birth
of my own children and again, due to lack of access and the fact that they were
boys, our choices of reading leaned more to the trucks, tractors, or “Finding
Waldo”. Still I brushed up against Winnie the Pooh occasionally and fell in love
with the whole of the cast.
Imagine my delight in coming across on FB
(which I consult more than use) a posting from
the site www.aconsciousrethink.com about
Winnie the Pooh quotations.
Very hard to choose a favorite so I may
have to write more than one blog, but for today a direct quote:
“On love:
“How do you spell ‘love’?” – Piglet
“You don’t spell it…you feel it.” – Pooh“
“You don’t spell it…you feel it.” – Pooh“
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