A review by thaurisil
Winnie-the-Pooh by A.A. Milne

5.0

I've always known Winnie-the-Pooh as a character on a video tape that I watched when I was young, and when I found it in the iBooks app on my iTouch, I was surprised that he actually appeared in a book first. Reading it cleared up several of my misconceptions:

1. Owl is not as clever as I remember him to be, he just pretends to be clever.
2. Rabbit is not as irritating as I thought he was. In fact he is clever.
3. All the animals are actually toys.
4. Tigger, my favourite character, does not even appear in this first book. (He appears in The House at Pooh Corner, written two years later.)
5. Winnie-the-Pooh is not a girl.

I love the characters. They all exhibit some flaws that we have: pretending to know more than we actually do, selfishness and arrogance among others. But they are all absolutely innocent, adorable and lovable, none more so than Pooh, the Bear with Very Little Brain as he calls himself, or the Silly Old Bear as Christopher Robin calls him. More than the characters, I love Milne's writing style which exudes innocence with his liberal use of Capital Letters and misspellings, and I could imagine lying in bed as a kid listening to my parents read the stories. In fact I had fun reading several parts aloud, with different voices for different characters. But even more than the writing, I love the illustrations, and my only regret is that the iTouch screen is too small to see them in their full glory, and my country's public library does not own a copy of the book. These are stories of love, where the animals are loved by Christopher Robin, and Christopher Robin is loved by his father, Milne himself. Thanks Winnie-the-Pooh, I wish I was a kid again.