Summer Week1 OZ THE WONDERFUL WIZARD OF OZ 綠野仙踪
THE WONDERFUL WIZARD OF OZ
綠野仙踪
Introduction
Folklore, legends, myths and fairy tales have followed childhood through the ages,
for every healthy youngster has a wholesome and instinctive love for stories fantastic,
marvelous and manifestly unreal. The winged fairies of Grimm and Andersen have
brought more happiness to childish hearts than all other human creations.
Yet the old time fairy tale, having served for generations, may now be classed as
"historical" in the children's library; for the time has come for a series of newer
"wonder tales" in which the stereotyped genie, dwarf and fairy are eliminated,
together with all the horrible and blood-curdling incidents devised by their authors
to point a fearsome moral to each tale. Modern education includes morality; therefore
the modern child seeks only entertainment in its wonder tales and gladly dispenses
with all disagreeable incidents.
Having this thought in mind, the story of "The Wonderful Wizard of Oz" was written
solely to please children of today. It aspires to being a modernized fairy tale, in which
the wonderment and joy are retained and the heartaches and
L. Frank Baum
Chicago, April, 1900.
L. Frank Baum
Chicago, April, 1900.
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Contents
Introduction
1. The Cyclone
2. The Council with the Munchkins
3. How Dorothy Saved the Scarecrow
4. The Road Through the Forest
5. The Rescue of the Tin Woodman
6. The Cowardly Lion
7. The Journey to the Great Oz
8. The Deadly Poppy Field
9. The Queen of the Field Mice
10. The Guardian of the Gates
11. The Emerald City of Oz
12. The Search for the Wicked Witch
13. The Rescue
14. The Winged Monkeys
15. The Discovery of Oz, the Terrible
16. The Magic Art of the Great Humbug
17. How the Balloon Was Launched
18. Away to the South
19. Attacked by the Fighting Trees
20. The Dainty China Country
21. The Lion Becomes the King of Beasts
22. The Country of the Quadlings
23. Glinda The Good Witch Grants Dorothy's Wish
24. Home Again
THE WONDERFUL WIZARD OF OZ
7/6 1. The Cyclone
7/6 1. The Cyclone
Dorothy lived in the midst of the great Kansas prairies, with Uncle Henry,
who was a farmer, and Aunt Em, who was the farmer's wife. Their house
was small, for the lumber to build it had to be carried by wagon many miles.
There were four walls, a floor and a roof, which made one room; and this
room contained a rusty looking cookstove, a cupboard for the dishes, a table,
three or four chairs, and the beds. Uncle Henry and Aunt Em had a big bed
in one corner, and Dorothy a little bed in another corner. There was no garret
at all, and no cellar--except a small hole dug in the ground, called a cyclone
cellar, where the family could go in case one of those great whirlwinds arose,
mighty enough to crush any building in its path. It was reached by a trap door
in the middle of the floor, from which a ladder led down into the small, dark hole.
When Dorothy stood in the doorway and looked around, she could see nothing
but the great gray prairie on every side. Not a tree nor a house broke the broad
sweep of flat country that reached to the edge of the sky in all directions. The sun
had baked the plowed land into a gray mass, with little cracks running through it.
Even the grass was not green, for the sun had burned the tops of the long blades
until they were the same gray color to be seen everywhere. Once the house had
been painted, but the sun blistered the paint and the rains washed it away, and
now the house was as dull and gray as everything else.
When Aunt Em came there to live she was a young, pretty wife. The sun and wind
had changed her, too. They had taken the sparkle from her eyes and left them a sober
gray; they had taken the red from her cheeks and lips, and they were gray also. She
was thin and gaunt, and never smiled now. When Dorothy, who was an orphan, first
came to her, Aunt Em had been so startled by the child's laughter that she would scream
and press her hand upon her heart whenever Dorothy's merry voice reached her ears; and
she still looked at the little girl with wonder that she could find anything to laugh at.
Uncle Henry never laughed. He worked hard from morning till night and did not know what
joy was. He was gray also, from his long beard to his rough boots, and he looked stern and
solemn, and rarely spoke.
It was Toto that made Dorothy laugh, and saved her from growing as gray as her other
surroundings. Toto was not gray; he was a little black dog,
q1 Who made Dorothy laugh?
Ans= Toto
q2 What color was Toto?
Ans= black
q3 There were _____ walls,...
Ans= 4
q4 Uncle________ Who? and Aunt Em.
Ans= Henry
q5 Who had a bed in another corner?
Ans= Dorothy
Bq What was the small hole dug in the ground called?
Ans=a cyclone cellar
cs= Dorothy had her dog, Toto, and could go to the cyclone cellar with her uncle and aunt
if a cyclone appeared.She'd do what the older and wiser people told her to do. The lesson
here is that Dorothy should follow whatever her aunt or uncle said. You should, too. So should I.
7/7/2020
When Dorothy stood in the doorway and looked around, she could
see nothing but the great gray prairie on every side. Not a tree nor
a house broke the broad sweep of flat country that reached to the
edge of the sky in all directions. The sun had baked the plowed land
into a gray mass, with little cracks running through it. Even the grass
was not green, for the sun had burned the tops of the long blades
until they were the same gray color to be seen everywhere. Once
the house had been painted, but the sun blistered the paint and the rains
washed it away, and now the house was as dull and gray as everything
else.
When Aunt Em came there to live she was a young, pretty wife. The sun
and wind had changed her, too. They had taken the sparkle from her eyes
and left them a sober gray; they had taken the red from her cheeks and lips,
and they were gray also. She was thin and gaunt, and never smiled now.
When Dorothy, who was an orphan, first came to her, Aunt Em had been
so startled by the child's laughter that she would scream and press her hand
upon her heart whenever Dorothy's merry voice reached her ears; and she
still looked at the little girl with wonder that she could find anything to
laugh at.
Uncle Henry never laughed. He worked hard from morning till night and
did not know what joy was. He was gray also, from his long beard to his
rough boots, and he looked stern and solemn, and rarely spoke.
It was Toto that made Dorothy laugh, and saved her from growing as gray
as her other surroundings. Toto was not gray; he was a little black dog,
with long silky hair and small black eyes that twinkled merrily on either
side of his funny, wee nose. Toto played all day long, and Dorothy played
with him, and loved him dearly.
Today, however, they were not playing. Uncle Henry sat upon the doorstep
and looked anxiously at the sky, which was even grayer than usual. Dorothy
stood in the door with Toto in her arms, and looked at the sky too. Aunt Em
was washing the dishes.
From the far north they heard a low wail of the wind, and Uncle Henry and
Dorothy could see where the long grass bowed in waves before the coming
storm. There now came a sharp whistling in the air from the south, and as
they turned their eyes that way they saw ripples in the grass coming from
that direction also.
Suddenly Uncle Henry stood up.
"There's a cyclone coming, Em," he called to his wife. "I'll go look after
the stock." Then he ran toward the sheds where the cows and horses were
kept.
Aunt Em dropped her work and came to the door. One glance told her of
the danger close at hand.
"Quick, Dorothy!" she screamed. "Run for the cellar!"
qanda:
1q Were they playing today?
Ans=no. they were serious.
2q There was a _______ What? wail of the wind.
Ans= low
3q Who?_________ and Dorothy saw the long grass?
Ans=Uncle Henry
4q What was coming?
Ans=a storm
5q A sharp whistling in the air from the ____________
What? Ans= south
Bs Suddenly, Uncle Henry____________ Did What?
Ans= stood up
cs=A serious storm was coming, or it sounded like it.Everything was pointing
to the cellar. So test the air around you and if a storm is coming, head for the
cyclone cellar.
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Toto jumped out of Dorothy's arms and hid under the bed, and the girl
started to get him. Aunt Em, badly frightened, threw open the trap door
in the floor and climbed down the ladder into the small, dark hole.
Dorothy caught Toto at last and started to follow her aunt. When she
was halfway across the room there came a great shriek from the wind,
and the house shook so hard that she lost her footing and sat down suddenly
upon the floor.
Then a strange thing happened.
The house whirled around two or three times and rose slowly through the air.
Dorothy felt as if she were going up in a balloon.
The north and south winds met where the house stood, and made it the exact
center of the cyclone. In the middle of a cyclone the air is generally still, but
the great pressure of the wind on every side of the house raised it up higher
and higher, until it was at the very top of the cyclone; and there it remained
and was carried miles and miles away as easily as you could carry a feather.
It was very dark, and the wind howled horribly around her, but Dorothy found
she was riding quite easily. After the first few whirls around, and one other
time when the house tipped badly, she felt as if she were being rocked gently,
like a baby in a cradle.
Toto did not like it. He ran about the room, now here, now there, barking loudly;
but Dorothy sat quite still on the floor and waited to see what would happen.
Once Toto got too near the open trap door, and fell in; and at first the little girl
thought she had lost him. But soon she saw one of his ears sticking up through
the hole, for the strong pressure of the air was keeping him up so that he could
not fall. She crept to the hole, caught Toto by the ear, and dragged him into the
room again, afterward closing the trap door so that no more accidents could happen.
Hour after hour passed away, and slowly Dorothy got over her fright; but
she felt quite lonely, and the wind shrieked so loudly all about her that she
nearly became deaf. At first she had wondered if she would be dashed to
pieces when the house fell again; but as the hours passed and nothing
terrible happened, she stopped worrying and resolved to wait calmly and
see what the future would bring. At last she crawled over the swaying floor
to her bed, and lay down upon it; and Toto followed and lay down beside her.
In spite of the swaying of the house and the wailing of the wind, Dorothy
soon closed her eyes and fell fast asleep.
qanda;
1q Who got near the open trap door?
Ans= Toto
2q How did she go to the hole?
Ans= crept
3q Afterward, Dorothy closed the trap door---why?
Ans-so that no more accidents could happen
4q How did Dorothy get over her fright?
Ans=slowly
5q What did Dorothy wonder?
Ans=if she would be dashed to pieces
when the house fell again.
Bq What happened after the hours passed?
Ans= nothing terrible
cs= Mind over matter-comes to mind.If you literally weather the storm--or Covid-19,
you will see that nothing terrible will happen to you. It takes a lot of faith to hunker
down and ride out the storm, whatever it is. Then the birds will sing agan and
there could be a rainbow.
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2. The Council with the Munchkins
She was awakened by a shock, so sudden and severe that if Dorothy had
not been lying on the soft bed she might have been hurt. As it was, the jar
made her catch her breath and wonder what had happened; and Toto put
his cold little nose into her face and whined dismally. Dorothy sat up and
noticed that the house was not moving; nor was it dark, for the bright sunshine
came in at the window, flooding the little room. She sprang from her bed
and with Toto at her heels ran and opened the door.
The little girl gave a cry of amazement and looked about her, her eyes growing
bigger and bigger at the wonderful sights she saw.
The cyclone had set the house down very gently--for a cyclone--in the midst
of a country of marvelous beauty. There were lovely patches of greensward
all about, with stately trees bearing rich and luscious fruits. Banks of gorgeous
flowers were on every hand, and birds with rare and brilliant plumage sang and
fluttered in the trees and bushes. A little way off was a small brook, rushing and
sparkling along between green banks, and murmuring in a voice very grateful
to a little girl who had lived so long on the dry, gray prairies.
While she stood looking eagerly at the strange and beautiful sights, she noticed
coming toward her a group of the queerest people she had ever seen. They were
not as big as the grown folk she had always been used to; but neither were they
very small. In fact, they seemed about as tall as Dorothy, who was a well-grown
child for her age, although they were, so far as looks go, many years older.
Three were men and one a woman, and all were oddly dressed. They wore round
hats that rose to a small point a foot above their heads, with little bells around the
brims that tinkled sweetly as they moved. The hats of the men were blue; the little
woman's hat was white, and she wore a white gown that hung in pleats from her
shoulders. Over it were sprinkled little stars that glistened in the sun like diamonds.
The men were dressed in blue, of the same shade as their hats, and wore well-polished
boots with a deep roll of blue at the tops. The men, Dorothy thought, were about as old
as Uncle Henry, for two of them had beards. But the little woman was doubtless much
older. Her face was covered with wrinkles, her hair was nearly white, and she walked
rather stiffly.
When these people drew near the house where Dorothy was standing in the doorway,
they paused and whispered among themselves, as if afraid to come farther. But the little
old woman walked up to Dorothy, made a low bow and said, in a sweet voice:
"You are welcome, most noble Sorceress, to the land of the Munchkins. We are so grateful
to you for having killed the Wicked Witch of the East, and for setting our people free from
bondage."
Dorothy listened to this speech with wonder. What could the little woman possibly mean
by calling her a sorceress, and saying she had killed the Wicked Witch of the East? Dorothy
was an innocent, harmless little girl, who had been carried by a cyclone many miles from
home; and she had never killed anything in all her life.
1q How old were the men?
Ans= about as old as Uncle Henry because
2 of them had beards
2q What about the little woman?
Ans= doubtless, much older
3q Why was she grateful?
Ans= for killing the wicked witch of the east
and setting them free from bondage
4q What did Dorothy do?
Ans= listened to the little lady's speech w/ wonder
5q Why did the little lady call her 'a sorceress'?
Ans= Dorothy was clueless
Bq What carried Dorothy miles from her home?
Ans= a cyclone
cs= Sometimes, you meet weird people with beards and they're little. A little lady
praises you but you dunno why. Adapt to the strange, new normal. That's my advice.
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But the little woman evidently expected her to answer; so Dorothy
said, with hesitation, "You are very kind, but there must be some mistake.
I have not killed anything."
"Your house did, anyway," replied the little old woman, with a laugh,
"and that is the same thing. See!" she continued, pointing to the corner
of the house. "There are her two feet, still sticking out from under a block
of wood."
Dorothy looked, and gave a little cry of fright. There, indeed, just under the
corner of the great beam the house rested on, two feet were sticking out,
shod in silver shoes with pointed toes.
"Oh, dear! Oh, dear!" cried Dorothy, clasping her hands together in dismay.
"The house must have fallen on her. Whatever shall we do?"
"There is nothing to be done," said the little woman calmly.
"But who was she?" asked Dorothy.
"She was the Wicked Witch of the East, as I said," answered the little woman.
"She has held all the Munchkins in bondage for many years, making them
slave for her night and day. Now they are all set free, and are grateful to you for the favor."
"Who are the Munchkins?" inquired Dorothy.
"They are the people who live in this land of the East where the Wicked Witch ruled."
"Are you a Munchkin?" asked Dorothy.
"No, but I am their friend, although I live in the land of the North. When they saw the
Witch of the East was dead the Munchkins sent a swift messenger to me, and I came at
once. I am the Witch of the North."
"Oh, gracious!" cried Dorothy. "Are you a real witch?"
"Yes, indeed," answered the little woman. "But I am a good witch, and the people love me.
I am not as powerful as the Wicked Witch was who ruled here, or I should have set the
people free myself."
"But I thought all witches were wicked," said the girl, who was half frightened at facing a
real witch. "Oh, no, that is a great mistake. There were only four witches in all the Land of
Oz, and two of them, those who live in the North and the South, are good witches. I know
this is true, for I am one of them myself, and cannot be mistaken. Those who dwelt in the
East and the West were, indeed, wicked witches; but now that you have killed one of them,
there is but one Wicked Witch in all the Land of Oz--the one who lives in the West."
"But," said Dorothy, after a moment's thought, "Aunt Em has told me that the witches were
all dead--years and years ago."
"Who is Aunt Em?" inquired the little old woman.
"She is my aunt who lives in Kansas, where I came from."
qanda:
1q Who said,"Oh,gracious!?
Ans= Dorothy
2q Who's a good witch?
Ans= the little lady
3q Who said,"But I thought all witches were wicked?"?
An= the girl=Dorothy
4q Who said, "Oh no, that is a great mistake."?
Ans= the little lay
5q Who talked about Aunt Em?
Ans= Dorothy + the little old woman
Bq Where does Aunt Em live?
Ans= Kansas
cs= Don't assume you know. Listen to others. When I was in hs, my driving teacher/u.s.
football coach told us, "When you assume, you made a fool of you + me." When you
listen to others, you can learn. They could be a witch- aren't all witches evil? If you heard
it from your mom or dad or aunt or uncle, don't accept it as true. Fin out the truth yourself.
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