Alice in Wonderland
Have you ever imagined that you are falling and falling for miles and miles? When you finally hit the ground, you fi nd yourself in a land of wonder and have no idea where you are or where you are going. This happens to Alice. Alice experiences many wonders. My favorite part is when all of the crazy characters are having a tea party. It is funny because Alice gets so mad at everyone. Alice is a great character because she can grow and shrink. I think this would be fun to do myself. While I was reading this book, I felt happy because Alice met a lot of friends, I felt mad because of all the horrible things that happened and I felt sad because all Alice wanted was to go home. I recommend this book to kids of my age and up. It is a fun and an exciting adventure story!
Alice in Wonderland
In that book says that everyone who life good can have a many friends in a different environment.
One fine day not so very long ago, two friends set off to hunt otters on the banks of the river Pennat. They were still some distance from the river when they saw a small creature of a red colour running quickly in front of them. Without a word they ran after it, but before they could catch it, it reached the river bank and slipped under the roots of a big tree there and was hidden from their sight. It couldn’t be a squirrel and it couldn’t be a fox, so they decided that it must be an otter. As they wanted to catch it alive, one of them went to the nearest farm to borrow a sack. Meanwhile his friend carefully looked at the tree roots. When the first man returned, his friend told him that there were only two holes under the roots, into which the otter could run. So while the first man held the sack over one hole, his friend put his stick into the other hole to drive the creature forward. Suddenly something came out and fell into the sack. The two men were very pleased with themselves and started off home. But before they went a few steps, they heard a voice which spoke out of the sack. “My mother is calling me. Must she come and take me?” They dropped the sack as if it had burnt them . As it lay on the ground, a tiny boy, whose cap, jacket, trousers and shoes were red, jumped out of the sack and ran towards the river, looking just like a red otter again. However, this time the two hunters did not run after the little creature but went home. Since then nobody has ever seen them hunting in that part of the river. This is one of the tales that was once told in England about the “Wise Men of Gotham”. “To act like a pure Gotham fool” is an expression; it means “to act foolishly”.
Everyone should think before doing, and in this tale the main characters are unable to recognize the child from otter.
The weather in England is very changeable. A fi ne morning can change into a wet afternoon and evening. And a nasty morning can change to a fi ne afternoon. That is why it is natural for the English to use the comparison “as changeable as the weather” of a person who often changes his opinion about something. The English often say: “Other countries have climate, in England we have weather”. The English also say that they have three variants of weather: when it rains in the morning, when it rains in the afternoon or when it rains all day long. The weather is the favourite conversational topic in England. When two Englishmen meet, their fi rst words will be: “How do you do?” or “How are you?” And after the reply: “Very well, thank you, how are you?” the next remark to be about the weather. The best time of the year in England is spring though it rains in spring too. The two worst months in Britain are January and February. They are cold, damp and unpleasant. The best place in the world then is at home by the big fi re. Summer months are rather cool and there can be a lot of rainy days. So most people who look forward to summer holidays plan to go abroad for the summer. The most unpleasant aspect of English weather is fog and smog, especially in London. Cars move along slowly. People cannot see each other. They walk along the houses touching them with their hands not to lose their way.
In that story author says that in the world be countries when half year is raining, example England that is naturally.
THE SCOTSMAN AND THE LONDON JUDGE’S DAUGHTER (Continued)
In London the Englishman, who was going to marry the London Judge’s daughter, went to the Judge’s house. “On the way I met a Scotsman, a most stupid lad,” he said to the Judge. “He was coming to London for a tree he planted a year ago. He told me I must never travel without my mother and my house. However, he gave me his food, and his raincoat.” “I think he is a wise man and you must believe him,” said the Judge. “The tree is the girl he has left in London. If she loves him he will take her with him. By your mother he means the food you have to take with you and by your house he means a coat. He is a good lad, I should like to meet him.” Next day the Scotsman visited the Judge. “I know it is a custom in this city,” said the lad, “that a man can marry only if the Judge gives him the girl by the hand. Will you give me the hand of the girl I have come to marry?” “I’ll do that,” said the Judge, not realising that the girl was his own daughter. Next day the Judge’s daughter changed into her old nurse’s clothes and went with the Scotsman to the Judge. The Judge, when he came, did not recognise her. “It’s an honour for you to marry such a fi ne lad. Give him your hand,” he said. He put her hand into the lad’s and they were married. The Judge went home. He remembered he had to give his daughter’s hand that day to the Englishman. Just then the Scotsman came in with his daughter and the Judge understood everything. “I’ve given you my daughter by the hand,” said the Judge, “and I’m glad she has a fine young lad like you for a husband.” And they lived happily ever after.
In that story author says that the everyone have chance to married whit is girlfriend, and in that story when the Scotsman married whit Judge’s daughter they lived happily ever after.
George lives in a block of flats. It is a nine-storeyed building. There is a beautiful garden in front of it. Their fl at is on the third floor. They have three rooms, a wide corridor, a kitchen and a bathroom. The fl at has all the modern conveniences. There is a mirror on the wall and a carpet on the floor in the corridor. The living-room is the largest. You can see a sofa, two armchairs, a TV-set and a piano there. There is also a big table with chairs there. Though usually they have their meals in the kitchen, when they have guests for dinner, they dine here. There are two beds with night tables, a wardrobe and a big mirror in George’s parents’ bedroom. The kitchen where the mother does cooking is not large. There is a cup-board, a refrigerator, a gas-stove, a sink with two taps, a small table and four chairs there. In the bathroom you can see a bathtub, a shower, and a shelf for the toilet articles. George’s room is not very large. At the window there is a big desk. To the left, there is a bookcase. There is also a bed with a night-table and a wardrobe there. Besides, George has a computer and a DVD player with a lot of CDs in his room. George likes his room very much. There he does his lessons, reads books, listens to music, plays computer games.
In that story says that George’s flat and I can’t say that flat whit my words.
THE SCOTSMAN AND THE LONDON JUDGE’S DAUGHTER
Once a young Scotsman fell in love with a lady he saw in a dream. He told his father about her. “I will marry no one else,” he said, “even if I have to search the whole world for her.” “Go if you like,” said his father, “and I’ll give you some money to take with you.” So the lad took the money and went to France, to Spain, and all over the world, but he could not fi nd his lady anywhere. When he arrived in London, he met an old woman who offered to help him. When he was walking along a city street on the next day he saw a beautiful young woman at a window. He knew at once that she was the girl he was looking for, but he didn’t approach her because his clothes were very dirty. So he went to the old woman and told her everything. “That was the London Judge’s daughter,” she said. “I was her nurse, so perhaps I can help you. I’ll give you fi ne Scottish clothes. When you see her walking along the street, you have to step on her dress. When she turns round, speak to her.” The lad thanked her, and did this. He went out, saw the lady and stepped on her dress. At once she turned round and he told her his story. “I saw you in a dream on the same night,” she said. “Will you marry me?” he said. “Come back here in a year and a day. In this city the Judge, my father, must put my hand in yours before we can marry.” So the lad returned to Scotland.After a year, his father gave him some good oatcakes and he went to London. On the road he met an Englishman. “What will you do in London?” asked the Englishman. “When I was there last, I planted a tree in a street,” said the lad. “If it is ripe, I’ll take it with me; if not, I’ll leave it.” “Well,” said the Englishman, “that’s a stupid thing to do. As for me, I’m going to marry the London Judge’s only1 daughter.” They walked on together. At last the Englishman felt hungry. He had no food with him, so he turned to the lad, and asked him for some food. “I can give you some, but if I were a gentleman like you, I should never2 travel without my mother,” said the lad. “What a foolish idea!” said the Englishman. They had not gone far when it began to rain. The Scotsman had a raincoat, but the Englishman had none. “Lend me your raincoat!” he said. “I’ll lend you part of it,” said the lad, “but if I were a gentleman like you, I should never travel without my house.” “You are indeed a fool!” said the Englishman. “My house is very large, so how could I bring it with me?” At last they came to London.
I don’t understand that story.
THE STORY OF BOTTLE HILL
Once upon a time, a farmer lived in a little cabin. His name was Mick. He worked very hard, but he was very poor. His wife did what she could to help him, as their children were too young to work in the fi elds. At the end of the summer they had no money to pay the landlord. So Mick and his wife decided to take the cow to the market and sell it. Early next morning Mick took his stick in his hand and drove his cow slowly along the road. It was a fi ne day and the sun shone brightly on the fi elds. After six long miles the farmer came to the top of the hill, which is now called Bottle Hill, but that was not the name of it at that time. Just then he met a man. “Good morning,” the man said. “Good morning,” said the farmer, looking at the stranger who was very small. He drove his cow faster along the road, but the little man followed him. Suddenly he heard the little man’s voice, “Where are you going with the cow, my honest man?” “To the market,” said Mick. “Will you sell her to me?” Mick was afraid to talk to the little man, but he was more afraid to say no. “What will you give for her?” he asked. “I’ll give you this bottle,” said the little man, pulling a bottle from under his coat. The farmer looked fi rst at him and then at the bottle, and began to laugh. “Laugh if you wish,” cried the little man angrily. “I tell you, this bottle is better for you than all the money you will get for your cow at the market. I like you, Mick. Do as I tell you, or you may be sorry for it. Your cow may die before you get to the market. So when you come home, ask your wife to put a clean table-cloth on the table. Then put the bottle on the fl oor and say these words, “Bottle, do your duty.” “Is that all?” asked Mick. “Yes,” said the stranger, “say that and you will be rich. Good-bye.” When Mick arrived home he told Molly of his meeting with the strange little man. At fi rst she looked at him in surprise but when he fi nished his story, Molly stood up without saying a word and put a clean table-cloth on the table. And Mick, putting the bottle on the fl oor, cried, “Bottle, do your duty!” In a moment two tiny fairies rose from the bottle and climbed up on to the table. They covered the table with dishes and plates, made of gold and silver, full of the richest food. When all was ready, the fairies went back into the bottle again. The farmer and his wife looked at each other in surprise.
In this story the author wants to say that there's always a way and if 1 time you thinking and can’t find answer don't give up.
THE WELL AT THE WORLD’S END
There was once a King and a Queen. The King’s daughter was good-natured and everybody liked her. The Queen’s daughter was ill-natured and nobody liked her. The Queen hated the King’s daughter and did not want her to live with them. So she sent her to the Well at the World’s End to bring her a bottle of water, thinking that she would never return. The King’s daughter took a bottle and went away. Far she went, till she came to a pony tied to a tree and the pony said to her, “Free me, my little girl and I’ll carry you over the river.” The King’s daughter freed the pony and it took her over the river. So she went farther than I can tell, till she came to the Well at the World’s End. The well was very deep and she couldn’t take water out of it. As she was looking down, she saw three dirty men’s heads. They looked up at her, and said, “Wash us, our little girl, and dry us with your clean apron.” She washed the three dirty heads, and dried them with her clean apron. Then the creatures took her bottle and brought the water for her. The three men’s heads said to each other.
Wish, brother, wish! What will you wish?” “If she was beautiful before, she’ll be ten times more beautiful now,” said the fi rs “Every time she speaks, a ruby, a diamond and a pearl will drop out of her mouth,” said the second. “Every time she combs her hair, she’ll comb a piece of gold and a piece of silver out of it,” said the third. The King’s daughter went home and now she was ten times nicer. The Queen was so angry, she didn’t know what to do. She decided to send her own daughter to the Well at the World’s End. She gave her a bottle and sent her to fi ll it with the water from the well. The Queen’s daughter went on and on till she came to the pony tied to the tree, and the pony said, “Free me, my little girl, and I’ll carry you over the river.” The Queen’s daughter didn’t free the pony and it didn’t carry her over the river. So the Queen’s daughter had to go on her bare feet and she could hardly walk at all. She went farther, till she came to the Well at the World’s End. But the well was so deep that she couldn’t take water out of it. As she sat there three men’s heads looked up at her and said, “Wash us, our little girl, and dry us with your clean apron.” But the Queen’s daughter did not wash their heads and so they did not bring water for her. They said to each other, “Wish, brother, wish! What will you wish?” “If she was ugly before, she’ll be ten times uglier now,” said the fi rst. “Every time she speaks, a frog will drop out of her mouth,” said the second. “Every time she combs her hair, she’ll comb a peck of lice out of it,” said the third. So the Queen’s daughter went home with an empty bottle. Nobody can say how angry the Queen was. Her daughter was ten times uglier now and the Queen had to send her daughter away from the Court.
In that story says that everyone who lived good help his friends, always do anything what say his parents he can do allbody and the man who you help can help you.
JIM AND THE POSTMAN
Jim had a cold, so he did not go to school. He was ill and he stayed at home for four days. On the second day he asked his mother, “Can I go to school today?” “No,” said his mother, “not today. But the sun is shining. Your cold is better today, so you may go outside and wait for the postman.” Jim went out and sat on the steps. Soon he saw the postman who came down the street. He stopped at the green house, then he stopped at the red house. At last he came to Jim’s house. “Hello, Jim!” said the postman. “Hello,” said Jim. “Have you any letters for us today?” The postman looked in his bag. He took out some letters and asked, “Does Mrs. Brown live here?” “That is my mother!” said Jim. “Does Mr. Brown live here?” asked the postman. “That is my father!” said Jim. Jim took the letters to his mother. “One is for you,” he said, “and one is for Father.” The next morning Jim asked his mother. “Can I go to school today?” “Not today,” said his mother, “but you may go out and wait for the postman.” Again Jim sat on the steps. He saw the postman. “Hello!” said Jim. “Do you have any letters for us?” The postman took a letter out of his bag. He looked at it and said, “Does Jim Brown live here?” The postman gave the letter to Jim. “A letter for me? Thank you!” said Jim and ran into the house. “Mother!” he cried, “a letter for me! There is my name on the envelope.” Jim opened his letter and said, “Listen, Mummy, I shall read it to you.” Dear Jim, We are sorry that you are ill. We learn new lessons and play new games. We miss you very much. We have a new schoolfriend. He is a boy from another city. He knows lots of new games. His name is George. Come back to school soon. Harry, Dick, Lili, Bob, Jane, Jill, Tom, Jack. “How nice!” said Jim’s mother. “It is from your schoolfriends.” Jim said, “This is my first letter. Mother, may I write and answer them? I want to tell them when I shall go back to school.” Mother laughed and said, “Yes, you may answer your friends’ letter. But you will not post your letter because you will be well tomorrow, and you will take the letter to your friends.”
In that story says that the good man have a most good friends, who thinking about him, who play with him and help him in difficult situations.
THE BEST FOOD IN THE WORLD (Part one)
Once there lived a King who had one son. The prince was ill. He was tired of eating. The delicious food in his father’s house did not taste good to him. The Queen looked at her son and said, “The Prince does not eat his food. I am afraid he will die of hunger. Look at him, how weak he is.” One morning the King called all his servants and said, “My son has lost his appetite. He is ill. He will die of hunger. Go, find the Wise Man of the village. I am sure he will help us.” The King’s servants went away to find the Wise Man of the village. Soon they came back with an old man with long white hair. The Wise Man bowed to the King and asked, “O, King, what can I do for you?” The King told the Wise Man what the matter was, “The Prince was once strong and fat, and now, he is getting thinner every day. He does not eat his food. We are afraid he will die of hunger.” “O, King”, answered the Wise Man, “do not think about your son. Let the young Prince find the best food in the world. Then his appetite will come back and he will be strong again.” Then he stepped back, bowed to the King and walked out of the King’s house.
THE BEST FOOD IN THE WORLD (Part two)
The days passed, but the Prince’s appetite did not come back. The King invited the best cooks. But the Prince did not like their food either. He cried, “I am sick of food. Nothing tastes good”. And the Prince became thinner every day. One day the Prince looked into the mirror and said, “Oh! How thin I am! If I do not eat I shall die of hunger. I must fi nd the best food in the world”. He ran out of the King’s house to fi nd that food. He came to a forest. Then he saw a boy. This boy was strong and happy. The Prince thought, “This boy is poor but he is strong and happy. I think he eats the best food in the world”. “Hello”, shouted the Prince, “have you the best food in the world? “Yes, I have,” said the boy. “And I can give you some if you help me.” Then the boy asked the Prince to cut down some trees. The Prince never cut down a tree. But he tried, and he cut down many trees. Then the boy took something out of his bag. He broke it into two pieces and gave the larger piece to the Prince.“This is the best food in the world. Did you work and get tired before having any meals?” asked the boy. Then the Prince understood what the best food in the world was. He went home and said to the King and the Queen, “I found the best food in the world.” And he took a piece of brown bread out of his pocket.
In that story says that men who worked and earn his food can be very strong and happy, and he never be hungry.
This is another story that is not true. You will not fi nd it in your history books. The story is about a city in Germany. The people who lived in the city were very unhappy. Because there were a lot of rats in the houses. They were very big rats. They bit dogs and little babies and killed cats. They ate all the food. They made a lot of noise. One day the Governor of the city asked all the people to come to a meeting. They talked for a long time but they didn’t know what to do. Suddenly the door opened and a tall stranger came in. He wore a long coat. Half of the coat was red and half was yellow. “I can play my pipe and all the rats will run away. Will you pay a thousand pieces of gold for that?” “A thousand pieces?” said the Governor. “We’ll give you fifty thousand.”
The Piper went out and raised the pipe to his lips. He began to play. When the rats heard the music they came out of the houses. They all ran after the piper. He went down the street. When he came to the bank of river he stopped. But the rats did not stop. They went into the river one after the other and drowned there. The Piper went to the Governor and said, “All the rats drowned in the river. Please give the fifty thousand pieces of gold that you promised.” “Fifty thousand pieces of gold is too much,” said the Governor. “I did not promise you fifty thousand. That was a joke. I shall give you fifty.” The Piper was angry. “But you do not keep your promise. I shall play my pipe again. Then you’ll be sorry.” “We are not afraid of you!” said the Governor. “All the rats drowned. They will not come back again!” “You will see,” said the Piper. He went out and raised the pipe to his lips.
The Piper began to play again. When the children heard the wonderful sound, they came out of the houses, and ran after the Piper. At first he took the children to the river. All the people were very frightened. “The children will fall into the river, like the rats,” they said. The Governor and the people could not move or speak. But the Piper turned towards a mountain. The Governor said, “When he climbs that mountain, he will stop playing his pipe. Then our children will come back.” “Yes,” said all the people and they felt happy again. But when the Piper reached the mountain, he did not climb it. A great hole opened in the mountain. The Piper and all the children went inside. They sang songs and laughed. The hole closed and the people of the city never saw their children again. That was how the Piper punished the people because they did not keep their promise.
In that story says when everyone keep promise he must do it.
THE FROG PRINCE
There was once a young and very beautiful princess. Her name was Nadia. One morning she was near a fountain in the garden of her father’s palace. She had a small golden ball. She played with her ball. Suddenly she threw the ball so high in the air that she could not catch it and it fell in the water of the fountain. Nadia looked for her small golden ball, but she could not fi nd it. She began to cry and said, “I shall give anything to have my golden ball again!” “Will you?” said a voice from the fountain. Nadia looked down and saw a frog in the water. “Of course I shall,” cried Nadia, “but what can you do, ugly frog?” “I shall bring your golden ball. But then you will let me live with you, eat from a golden plate, and sleep on your bed.” “Very well,” Nadia said to the frog. “Bring me my golden ball and I shall do what you want.” The frog was happy. It brought the golden ball and Nadia ran away. Soon she forgot about her promise. The next day when Nadia was having supper she heard a strange noise – tap, tap, tap, tap – and a voice said, “Open the door. You must keep your promise.” Nadia turned white. It was the frog’s voice. “You must keep your promise”, the King said. “Go and open the door.” The poor princess opened the door and the frog hopped into the room.
The frog said to Nadia, “I must sit next to you. Put me on this chair.” Nadia did so. Then the frog said, “Now put a golden plate near me. I must eat out of it.” The frog ate the food and said again, “Now I am tired. Take me to your room. I want to sleep.” Nadia shivered when she touched the frog, but she took the frog to her room and put it on her snow-white pillow. Soon the frog fell asleep. It woke up early in the morning, hopped off pillow and went out of the palace. Nadia didn’t sleep all night. Now she was happy. “I shall not be troubled by it again,” she thought. But when the night came the princess heard the same noise on the stairs and the same tap at the door. The same voice said, “Open the door, you must keep your promise!” When Nadia opened the door the frog hopped into the room. Again it sat next to Nadia, again it ate out of a golden plate and again it slept on her snow-white pillow. Early in the morning the frog hopped out of the palace. On the third night the frog came once more. The next morning when Nadia looked at her pillow she didn’t see the ugly cold frog. There was a most handsome prince there!
The prince said “A cruel fairy changed me into a frog and I could only become a prince again when a princess let me eat from a golden plate and sleep on her pillow for three days. Dear princess, you were so kind to me. You let me eat with you and sleep on your pillow, and I want to marry you and to take you to my father’s palace.” And he did so and they were happy all their life.
When you who ran someone something and did it then that person will be very grateful to you and can help you when you need help.