Christopher Robin was surrounded by the creatures. At first, his reaction was to panic. Then, as he looked around him, the
creatures began to speak. "Hallo their," said the bear. "Who are you, and where did you come from?"
The boy was speechless, but found his voice quickly. "I'm Christopher Robin, and I live in Viginia. Who are you and what is this place?"
The tigerstarted bouncing and said, "My namesTigger, spelled T-I-double Ga-ER."
The pig said timidly, "I'm Piglet and I'm just a poor definsless animal."
The rabbit stood up proud and tall. "I'm Rabbit, just plain Rabbit."
Christopher Robin then looked at the bear and the bear looked at him sheepishly. "My name is Pooh, you wouldn't happen to have something to eat would you?"
"I'm sorry, but I don't have any food. Where am I?"
Rabbit then repliedknowingly. "You'rein our forest of course."
Pooh stepped closer to Christopher Robin and poked him. "What kind of creature are you?"
Christopher laughed at him. "I'm a humanyou silly old bear?Does your forest have a name?"
Piglet then worked up the courage to speak. "Na..na..no one has ever given it a name."
Tigger stopped bouncing. "As a matter of fact, we were discussing that earlier."
"I still think it should be called Rabbits Glenn," Rabbit said.
Tigger pretended to gag and then said,"I say it should be called Tiggers Place." Tigger and Rabbit then proceeded to get into a small argument. Pooh sighed an looked atChristopher Robin, "You wouldn't have a good suggestion for a name, would you?"
Christopher looked around the forest. "This forest looks pretty old so howabout The Hundred Acre Woods?"
Piglett beamed at him. "I like that name."
Tigger and Rabbit stopped arguing and Tigger smiled also. "Yeah, It has a lot of class."
"Yes, it does have a certain ring to it doesn't it," Rabbit said.
"It's finally good that everyone agrees on something for a change," Pooh said.
Rabbit clapped his hands together. "Then, its settled our home is now called The Hundred Acre Woods."
Pooh turned tohis new friend."You are very clever Christopher Robin. How did you come up with such a great name?"
Christopher looked at him thoughtfully. "Well, you see, back home I live in a small house in aneighborhood full of trees andplantson 100 Acre Drive. You're forest reminds me of homeand I always liked that name.
Christopher started to ask Pooh another question, but hiseyesight suddenlybecame blurry and all he could see were splashes of colors, and the animals were gone. Everythingwent dark,but he could hear was a voice calling his name over and over. His eyes wereclosed and when he opened them, he saw his mother. She was telling him to wake up to come eat dinner. She walked out of the room. "It was just a dream," he thought. He was still laying on his bed, when he looked and saw afigure by his side. Next to him was a small bear. Chris picked him up and held him above him. " Pooh Bear," I have a feeling I'm gonna talk with you real soon." With that remark he laid Pooh down, and went downstairs to dinner. As he closed the door behind him, the small bear gave a wink to his new friend.