“We are all going to an Expedition” said Christopher
Robin, as he got up and brushed himself
“Going on an Expotition?” said Pooh eagerly.
“I don’t think I’ve ever been on one of those.
Where are we going on this Expotition?”
“Expedition, silly old bear. It’s got an
“x” in it”.
“Oh” said Pooh “I know” But he
didn’t really.
“We’re going to discover the North Pole”.
“
Oh”, said Pooh again. “What is the North
Pole?” he asked.
“It’s just a thing you discover” said Christopher
Robin carelessly, not being quite sure himself.
“Oh, I see” said Pooh, “Are bears any good at
discovering it?”
“Of course they are. And Rabbit and Kanga and all of you.
It’s an Expedition. That’s what an Expedition means. A
long line of everybody.
You’d better tell the others to get ready, while I see if my
gun’s all right. And we must all bring Provisions.”
“Bring what?”
“Things to eat”
“Oh!” said Pooh happily “I thought you said
Provisions. I’ll go and tell them.”