‘What’s this you’re writing?’ asked Pooh, climbing onto the writing table
‘The Tao of Pooh,’ I replied.
The how of Pooh?’ asked Pooh, smudging one of the words I had just written.
‘The Tao of Pooh,’ I replied, poking his paw away with my pencil.
‘It seems more like the ow! of Pooh,’ said Pooh, rubbing his paw.
‘Well, it’s not,’ I replied huffily.
‘What’s it about?’ asked Pooh, leaning forward and smearing another word.
‘It’s about how to stay happy and calm under all circumstances,’ I yelled.
‘Have you read it?’ asked Pooh.