Music Welcome to this newscast, the podcast is on to help you fall asleep. Find us at newscast.com and if you enjoy our show, please share it with a friend. This episode is brought to you by That Enchanted Place. Tonight, we'll complete the 1928 Children's Book by A.A. Milne, the house of Poo Corner, with the last section titled, In which Christopher Robin and Poo come to an enchanted place, and we leave them there. In the last episode, Owl's house had blown down, so Rapids sent everyone's searching for a new one, while Poo tried to make up a song about it, which turned instead into a long hum praising Piglet's bravery during the storm. Eeyore, feeling left out, announced he had found Owl a new home, but it turned out to be piglets. Thinking of Poo's song, Piglet did a noble thing and offered it anyway. Christopher Robyn gently agreed, and Poo promised Piglet could live with him, so Owl got a house called The Wallery, and Piglet discovered that bravery sometimes means giving up what's yours and finding comfort in a friend's paw to hold. Let's get cozy, close your eyes, relax your body into the softness of your bed. Now take why he was going. Nobody knew where he was going. Indeed, nobody even knew why he knew that Christopher Robin was going away. somehow or other, everybody in the forest felt that it was happening at last. Even smallest of all, a friend in relation of rabbits who thought he had once seen Christopher Robin's foot, but couldn't be quite sure because perhaps it was something else. Even S of A told himself that things were going to be different. And late and early, two other friends and relations said, well early, and well late, to each other, in such a hopeless sort of way, that it really didn't seem any good, waiting for the answer. One day, when he felt that he couldn't wait any longer, Rabbit brained out a notice, and this is what it said. Notice a meeting of everybody will meet at the house at Pooh Corner to pass a resolution by order keep to the left signed Rabbit. He had to write this out two or three times before he could get the resolution to look like what he thought it was going to when he began to spell it. But when at last it was finished, he took it round to everybody and read it out to them, and they all said they would come. Well, well, said Eor that afternoon, when he saw them all walking up to his house, this is a surprise. Am I asked to? Don't mind Eor, whispered Rabbit to poo, and I told him all about it this morning. Everybody said how do you do to Eor?

And Eor said that he didn't not to notice, and then they sat down, and as soon as they were all sitting down, rabbits stood up again. We all know why you're here," he said.

But I have asked my friend Eor, that's me, said Eor, grand.

I have asked my friend Eor, "'That's me,' said Eor, "'grande.' I have asked him to propose a resolution, and he sat down again.' "'Now then, Eor,' he said, "'Don't bustle me,' said Eor, getting up slowly. Don't now then me.' He took a piece of paper from behind his ear and unfolded it. Nobody knows anything about this. He went on. This is a surprise. He coughed in an important way and began again. What knots and etc.s? Before I begin, or perhaps I should say before I end, I have a piece of poetry to read to you, hitherto, hitherto a long word meaning, well you'll see what it means directly. Hither too, as I was

saying, all the poetry in the forest has been written by Poo, a bear with a pleasing manner, but a positively startling lack of brain. The poem which I am now about to read to you was written by E, or myself in a quiet moment. If somebody will take Roo's bullseye away from him and wake up Owl, we shall all be able to enjoy it. I call it Powam. This was it. for Robin is going, at least I think he is, where nobody knows, but he is going. I mean, he goes to rhyme with those. Do we care? To rhyme with where? We do very much. I haven't got a rhyme for that is in the second line yet. Now I haven't got a rhyme for bother, bother. Those two bothers will have to rhyme with each other, bother. The fact is this is more difficult than I thought. I ought very good indeed. I ought to begin again. But it is easier to stop. Christopher Robin. Goodbye. I. Good. I. And all your friends sends. I mean all your friend sends, very awkward this, it keeps going wrong. Well anyhow, we send our love end. If anybody wants to clap, said EOR when he had read this, This now is the time to do it. They all clapped.

Thank you.

Said Eor. He had read this. Now is the time to do it.

They all clapped. Thank you," said Eor, unexpected and gratifying, if a little lacking in smack. "'It's much better than mine,' said Poo admiringly, and he really thought it was. Well, explained Eor modestly. It was meant to be. The resolution, said Rabbit, is that we all sign it and take it to Christopher Robin. So it was signed, poo, piglet, wall, ear, rabbit, kanga, blot, smudge, and they all went off to Christopher Robin's house with it. Hello, everybody, said Christopher Robin. Hello, poo. They all said hello and felt awkward and unhappy suddenly because it was sort of a good buy they were saying and they didn't want to think about it. So they stood around and waited for somebody else to speak, and they nudged each other and said, Go on, and gradually Eor was nudged to the front, and the others crowded behind him. What is it Eor?" asked Christopher Robin. Your swished his tail from side to side so as to encourage himself and began. Christopher Robin, he said, we've come to say to give you, it's called written by, but we've all, because we've heard, I mean we all all know, well, you see, it's we, you, well, that to put it as shortly as possible is what it is. He turned round angrily on the others and said, everybody crowds round so in the forest, there's no space. I never saw a more spreading lot of animals in my life and in all the wrong places. Can't you see that Christopher Robin wants to be alone? I'm going. And he humped off. Not quite knowing why the others began edging away, and when Christopher Robin had finished reading poem and was looking up to say, thank you, only poo was left. It's a comforting sort of thing to have," said Christopher Robin, folding up the paper and putting it in his pocket. "'Come on, poo,' Andy walked off quickly. "'Where are we going?' Poo, hurrying after him, and wondering whether it was to be an explore or what shall I do about you know what? No where. Is it Christopher Robin? So they began going there. And after they had walked a little way, Christopher Robin said, what do you like doing best in the world, Poo? Well, said Poo, what I like best, and then he had to stop and think because, although eating honey was a very good thing to do, there was a moment just before you began to eat it, which was better than when you were, but he didn't know what it was called. And then he thought that being with Christopher Robin was a very good thing to do, and having Piglet near was a very friendly thing to have. And so, when he had thought it all out, he said, �What I like best in the whole world is me and Piglet going to see you, and you saying, what about a little something? And me saying, well, I shouldn't mind a little something, should you, Piglet, and it being a sort of hami day outside in bird singing. I like that too," said Christopher Robin. But what I like doing best is nothing. How do you do nothing?" asked Poo. After he had wandered for a long time. Well, it's when people call out at you just as you're going off to do it. What are you going to do? Christopher Robin and you say, Oh, nothing. And then you go

and do it. Oh, Ishi said, Pooh, this is a nothing sort of thing that we're doing now. Oh, Ishi said, Pooh again. It means just going along, A listening to all the things you can't hear and not bothering.

Oh, said Poo. They walked on, thinking of this and that, and by and by they came to an enchanted place on the very top of the forest, called Galleon's lap, which is sixty-something trees in a circle. And Christopher Robin knew that it was enchanted because nobody had ever been able to count whether it was sixty-three or sixty-four, not even when he tied a piece of string around each tree after he had counted it. Being enchanted, its floor was not like the floor of the forest, Gorse and bracken and tether, but close-set grass, quiet and smooth and green. It was the only place in the forest where you could sit down carelessly without getting up again, almost at once, and looking for something else. Sitting there they could see the whole world spread out until it reached the sky. And whatever there was, all the world over was with them in Galleon's lap. Suddenly Christopher Robin began to tell Poo about some of these things. People called kings and queens and something called factors and a place called Europe and an island in the middle of the sea where no ships came and how you make a suction pump if you want to and when nights were knighted and what comes from Brazil and poo his back against one of the sixty something trees and his paws folded in front of him said, oh, and I didn't know, and thought how wonderful it would be to have a real brain which could tell you things. And by and by, Christopher Robin came to an end of the things, and was silent, and he sat there looking out over the world, and it wouldn't stop. But Poo was thinking too, and he said suddenly to Christopher Robin, is it a very grand thing to be in afternoon, what you said? Uh-oh what? Said Christopher Robin lazily, as he listened to something else, on a horse, explained Poo. A night? Oh, was that it?" said Poo. I thought it was a, is it as grand as a king in factors and all the other things you said? Well, it's not as grand as a king that Christopher Robin. And then as Poo disappointed. He added quickly. But its grander than factors? Could a bear be one? Of course he could. Said Christopher Robin. I'll make you one. And he took a stick and touched poo to the shoulder and said, Rise, sir, poo, deb, most faithful of all my knights. So poo rose and sat down and said, Thank you, which is the proper thing to say when you have been made a knight. And he went into a dream again, in which he and Sir Pomp and Sir Brazil and factors lived together with a horse. And were faithful knights, all except factors who looked after the horse, to good King Christopher Robin. And every now and then he shook his head and said to himself, I'm not getting it. Then he began to think of all the things Christopher Robin would want to tell him. when he came back from wherever he was going to, and how muddling it would be for a bear very little brain to try and get them right in his mind. So perhaps, he said sadly to himself, Christopher Robin won't tell me anymore. And he wondered if being a faithful knight meant that you just went on being faithful without being told things. Then suddenly Christa for Robin, who was still looking at the world with his chin in his hands, called out, Poo. Yes, said Poo. When I'm, when, Poo. Yes, Christa for. When I'm when Poo, yes, Christopher Robin, I'm not going to do nothing anymore. Never again, well not so much, they don't let you. Poo waited for him to go on, but he was silent again. Yes, Christopher Robin said poo, hopefully. Poo, when I'm, you know, when I'm not doing nothing, will you come up here sometimes? Just me? Yes, poo. Will you be here too? Yes, poo. I will be. Really. I promise. I will be Poo. That's good. Said Poo. Poo. Promise you won't forget about me ever. Not even when I'm a hundred. Poo thought for a little. How old shall I be then? 99. Poo nodded. I promise," he said. Still, with his eyes on the world, Christopher Robin put out a hand and felt for Poo's paw. Poo said Christopher Robin earnestly. If I'm not quite, he stopped and tried again. Poo, whatever happens, you will understand, won't you? Understand what? Oh, nothing. He laughed and jumped to his feet. Come on. Where?" Said Pooh. Anywhere. Said Christopher Robin. So they went off together. But wherever they go. And whatever happens to them on the way, in that enchanted place,

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