It was summer. The Hundred-Acre Wood was filled with bright colors. Green leaves and blue water twinkled in the yellow sunlight.
Eeyore stood by the stream and sighed.
"Ah, me!" said Eeyore. "These colors all look so happy." But Eeyore didn't feel very happy.
The longer Eeyore stared at the colors, the less gloomy he felt. So he decided to play a game of finding colors! If he found enough bright colors, it might cheer him up.
At that very moment, Tigger bounced out of the bushes and knocked Eeyore down. It was very sudden and it scared Eeyore. "Don't do that, Tigger!" Eeyore shouted. Eeyore didn't like being scared.
"Whatsa matter, Donkey Boy?" cried Tigger. "Don'tcha like having some fun?"
"Being scared isn't fun," grumbled Eeyore.
"Hoo-hoo-hoo!" cried Tigger. "The matter with you is, you can't take a joke!"
"Joke or no joke," yelled Eeyore, "I don't like it. You're not my friend. I've had enough!"
Eeyore turned his back and headed off to his gloomy place. "Tigger should say he's sorry," he mumbled as he went.
Eeyore expected that soon Tigger would come bouncing along to say he was sorry. He settled down to wait. But Tigger did not come.
As he waited, Eeyore saw two chipmunks run past.
"Brown chipmunks," he said. Eeyore suddenly remembered his color game. "Brown sure isn't a very bright color."
"There are brighter colors than brown, and I especially need cheering up right now. I'll keep looking," he decided.
He saw two little opossums hanging upside-down from a tree branch.
"What color would I call those o'possums?" thought Eeyore. "Hmm, they are a little of this, a little of that, but mostly grayish. I really want to find brighter colors."
Eeyore looked around.
Sure enough, right behind him Eeyore spotted two pretty blue birds ina tree.
"Ah, blue is nice," he said. "Still, they are small. It's not enough blue to cheer me up. I'll have to keep looking."
Further on, he passed two yellow caterpillars.
"Mmm," Eeyore murmured, "yellow is bright, but they are even smaller. It's not enough yellow to cheer me up." So on he went.
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