. .. ...::，!i. ~:..:":-.: . ~:" ";" "~<br > 1 t was the very best time of day in the Hundred-<br > Acre Wood， which is the same as saying it was<br > the very beginning of the day， when the sun was<br > "ust easing itself up over the horizon. It was the<br > Jtime 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 ~-d<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 > when the thought of his favorite time of day for a small<br > smackeral of something sweet to eat did occur to him， he<br > wrinkled up his forehead even more and swung his feet<br > around a bit more nervously and said， very loudly， "Oh<br > ~ ~-~ ~.4~~ ~ ~ ~**~ ，<br >