I had an early appointment downtown this morning. As I made my way from the subway station to the studio, the wind was blowing so hard, I was almost lifted off my feet. I thought…
“What a blustery day.”
I can thank Winnie the Pooh for that.
We all write for different reasons. Some to make a living. Some just hoping to entertain. And then there are the truly gifted who entertain and teach us something about ourselves. And their words live for generations.
A.A. Milne defines that category.
So, all you mothers out there who are reading Winnie the Pooh and the Blustery Day to your kids — imagine a day like today, decades later (no need to say how many, I hope) when your son or daughter will stand on a windy street corner and effortlessly recall these words.
Gopher: If I was you, I’d think about skedaddlin’ out of here.
Winnie the Pooh: Why?
Gopher: ‘Cause it’s “Winds-day.”
— Winnie the Pooh and the Blustery Day