";: |i"" ~: ~i~<br >11<br >.iLIi[ij. iiiiii~Jii!!::iii!~.ii[: C.II<br > l~ t was the very best time of day in the Hundred-<br > Acre Wood， which is the same as saying it was<br > ithe very beginning of the day， when the sun was<br > ;just easing itself up over the horizon. It was the<br > time when a certain bear of very little brain typi-<br >cally rolled out of bed to celebrate the new morning with a<br >very large breakfast.<br > But this wasn t to be a typical morning at Winnie the<br >Pooh s house. Instead of the friendly rattle of honeypots<br >and hungry smacking noises， the only sound to be heard<br >was a long， shivering sigh， followed immediately by a most<br >forlorn "Oh bother."<br > Pooh was sitting on the edge of his bed， swinging his<br >feet aimlessly and looking terribly sad. He looked as if not<br >even the thought of breakfast would cheer him up， In fact，<br >~~hen the thought of his favorite tlme of day for a small<br >imackeral of something sweet to eat did occur to him， he<br >wrinkled up his forehead even more and swung his feet<br >iround a bit more nervously and said， very loudly， "Oh<br >