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The Wonderful Wizard of Oz | Gradually Hardening Danish A1

The Wonderful Wizard of Oz | Gradually Hardening Danish A1

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Introduction
Folklore,legends,myths
og
andfairytaleshavefollowedchildhood
gennem
throughtheages,foreveryhealthyyoungster
har
hasawholesomeandinstinctive
kærlighed
loveforstoriesfantastic,marvelous
og
andmanifestlyunreal.
ThewingedfairiesofGrimm
og
andAndersenhavebroughtmorehappinesstochildishhearts
end
thanallotherhumancreations.
Alligevel
Yettheoldtimefairytale,
har
havingservedforgenerations,may
nu
nowbeclassedas“historical”in
det
thechildren’slibrary;
forthe
tiden
timehascomeforaseriesofnewer“wondertales”in
hvor
whichthestereotypedgenie,dwarf
og
andfairyareeliminated,together
med
withallthehorribleandblood-curdlingincidentsdevisedbytheirauthorsto
pege
pointafearsomemoralto
hver
eachtale.
Moderneducationincludesmorality;
therefore
det
themodernchildseeksonlyentertainmentinitswondertales
og
andgladlydispenseswithalldisagreeableincident.
Having
denne
thisthoughtinmind,thestoryof“TheWonderfulWizardofOz”was
skrevet
writtensolelytopleasechildrenoftoday.
Itaspirestobeing
et
amodernizedfairytale,in
hvor
whichthewondermentandjoyareretained
og
andtheheartachesandnightmaresareleftout.
L.
ChapterITheCyclone
Dorothylivedin
de
themidstofthegreatKansasprairies,
med
withUncleHenry,whowasafarmer,
og
andAuntEm,whowas
de
thefarmer’swife.
Theirhousewas
lille
small,forthelumbertobuildithadtobecarriedbywagon
mange
manymiles.
Therewerefourwalls,afloor
og
andaroof,whichmadeone
værelse
room;
andthisroomcontainedarustylookingcookstove,acupboardforthedishes,atable,
tre
threeorfourchairs,andthebeds.
Onkel
UncleHenryandAuntEm
havde
hadabigbedinonecorner,
og
andDorothyalittlebedinanothercorner.
Der
Therewasnogarretatall,
og
andnocellar—exceptasmallholedugintheground,calledacyclonecellar,
hvor
wherethefamilycouldgoin
tilfælde
caseoneofthosegreatwhirlwindsarose,mighty
nok
enoughtocrushanybuildinginitspath.
Itwasreachedby
en
atrapdoorinthemiddleofthefloor,fromwhich
en
aladderleddownintothe
lille
small,darkhole.
WhenDorothy
stod
stoodinthedoorwayandlooked
omkring
around,shecouldseenothingbut
den
thegreatgrayprairieon
alle
everyside.
Notatreenor
et
ahousebrokethebroadsweepofflat
land
countrythatreachedtotheedgeof
den
theskyinalldirections.
Thesun
havde
hadbakedtheplowedlandinto
en
agraymass,withlittlecracks
løb
runningthroughit.
Eventhegrasswasnotgreen,forthesun
havde
hadburnedthetopsofthelongblades
indtil
untiltheywerethesamegraycolortobe
se
seeneverywhere.
Oncethehousehadbeenpainted,
men
butthesunblisteredthepaint
og
andtherainswashedit
væk
away,andnowthehousewasasdull
og
andgrayaseverythingelse.
Da
WhenAuntEmcametheretoliveshewas
en
ayoung,prettywife.
Thesun
og
andwindhadchangedher,
også
too.
Theyhadtakenthesparklefromhereyes
og
andleftthemasobergray;
they
havde
hadtakentheredfromhercheeks
og
andlips,andtheyweregray
også
also.
Shewasthinandgaunt,
og
andneversmilednow.
WhenDorothy,
som
whowasanorphan,first
kom
cametoher,AuntEmhadbeensostartledbythechild’slaughterthatshe
ville
wouldscreamandpressher
hånd
handuponherheartwheneverDorothy’smerryvoicereachedherears;
og
andshestilllookedat
den
thelittlegirlwithwonderthatshe
kunne
couldfindanythingtolaugh
på
at.
UncleHenryneverlaughed.
He
arbejdede
workedhardfrommorningtill
aften
nightanddidnotknowwhatjoywas.
Hewasgray
også
also,fromhislongbeardtohisroughboots,
og
andhelookedsternandsolemn,
og
andrarelyspoke.
ItwasTotothatmadeDorothylaugh,
og
andsavedherfromgrowingasgrayasher
andre
othersurroundings.
Totowasnotgray;
hewas
en
alittleblackdog,withlongsilky
hår
hairandsmallblackeyes
der
thattwinkledmerrilyoneither
side
sideofhisfunny,weenose.
Toto
spillede
playedalldaylong,andDorothy
spillede
playedwithhim,andlovedhimdearly.
Today,however,theywerenot
spillede
playing.
UncleHenrysatuponthedoorstep
og
andlookedanxiouslyatthesky,
som
whichwasevengrayerthanusual.
Dorothy
stod
stoodinthedoorwithTotoinherarms,
og
andlookedatthesky
også
too.
AuntEmwaswashingthedishes.
Fromthefarnorththey
hørte
heardalowwailofthewind,
og
andUncleHenryandDorothy
kunne
couldseewherethelonggrassbowedinwaves
før
beforethecomingstorm.
There
nu
nowcameasharpwhistlingintheairfromthesouth,
og
andastheyturnedtheireyesthat
måde
waytheysawripplesinthegrasscomingfromthatdirection
også
also.
SuddenlyUncleHenrystood
op
up.
“There’sacyclonecoming,Em,”hecalledtohis
kone
wife.
“I’llgolookafterthestock.”
Thenhe
løb
rantowardtheshedswherethecows
og
andhorseswerekept.
AuntEmdroppedher
arbejde
workandcametothe
døren
door.
Oneglancetoldherofthedangercloseathand.
“Quick,Dorothy!”
shescreamed.
“Runforthecellar!”
Totojumped
ud
outofDorothy’sarmsandhid
under
underthebed,andthegirl
begyndte
startedtogethim.
AuntEm,badlyfrightened,threw
åbnede
openthetrapdoorin
det
thefloorandclimbeddown
det
theladderintothesmall,darkhole.
Dorothy
fangede
caughtTotoatlastand
begyndte
startedtofollowheraunt.
Da
Whenshewashalfwayacrosstheroomthere
kom
cameagreatshriekfromthewind,
og
andthehouseshookso
hårdt
hardthatshelostherfooting
og
andsatdownsuddenlyuponthefloor.
Thenastrangethinghappened.
The
huset
housewhirledaroundtwoor
tre
threetimesandroseslowly
gennem
throughtheair.
Dorothyfeltasifshewere
gik
goingupinaballoon.
Thenorth
og
andsouthwindsmetwherethe
huset
housestood,andmadeittheexactcenterofthecyclone.
Inthemiddleof
en
acyclonetheairisgenerallystill,
men
butthegreatpressureofthewindon
hver
everysideofthehouseraisedit
op
uphigherandhigher,untilitwasatthevery
toppen
topofthecyclone;
and
der
thereitremainedandwascarriedmiles
og
andmilesawayaseasilyasyou
kunne
couldcarryafeather.
Itwas
meget
verydark,andthewindhowledhorribly
omkring
aroundher,butDorothyfoundshewasriding
ganske
quiteeasily.
Afterthefirst
få
fewwhirlsaround,andone
anden
othertimewhenthehousetippedbadly,she
følte
feltasifshewerebeingrockedgently,likea
baby
babyinacradle.
Totodidnot
lide
likeit.
Heranabouttheroom,
nu
nowhere,nowthere,barkingloudly;
men
butDorothysatquitestillonthefloor
og
andwaitedtoseewhat
ville
wouldhappen.
OnceTotogot
for
tooneartheopentrapdoor,
og
andfellin;
andat
første
firstthelittlegirlthoughtshe
havde
hadlosthim.
Butsoonshe
så
sawoneofhisearsstickingup
gennem
throughthehole,forthestrongpressureof
det
theairwaskeepinghimupsothathe
kunne
couldnotfall.
Shecrepttothehole,caughtTotobytheear,
og
anddraggedhimintotheroom
igen
again,afterwardclosingthetrapdoorso
der
thatnomoreaccidentscould
ske
happen.
Hourafterhourpassedaway,
og
andslowlyDorothygotoverherfright;
men
butshefeltquitelonely,
og
andthewindshriekedsoloudlyall
omkring
aboutherthatshenearly
blev
becamedeaf.
Atfirstshe
havde
hadwonderedifshewouldbedashedtopieces
når
whenthehousefellagain;
men
butasthehourspassed
og
andnothingterriblehappened,shestopped
bekymre sig
worryingandresolvedtowaitcalmly
og
andseewhatthefuture
ville
wouldbring.
Atlastshecrawled
over
overtheswayingfloortoher
seng
bed,andlaydownuponit;
og
andTotofollowedandlaydownbeside
hende
her.
ChapterIITheCouncil
med
withtheMunchkins
Shewasawakenedby
et
ashock,sosuddenandsevere
at
thatifDorothyhadnotbeenlyingon
den
thesoftbedshemight
have
havebeenhurt.
Asitwas,thejar
gjorde
madehercatchherbreath
og
andwonderwhathadhappened;
og
andTotoputhiscold
lille
littlenoseintoherface
og
andwhineddismally.
Dorothysat
op
upandnoticedthatthe
huset
housewasnotmoving;
norwasitdark,forthebrightsunshine
kom
cameinatthewindow,floodingthe
lille
littleroom.
Shesprangfromher
seng
bedandwithTotoatherheels
løb
ranandopenedthedoor.
The
lille
littlegirlgaveacryofamazement
og
andlookedabouther,hereyesgrowingbigger
og
andbiggeratthewonderfulsightsshe
så
saw.
Thecyclonehadsetthe
huset
housedownverygently—foracyclone—inthemidstofa
land
countryofmarvelousbeauty.
Therewerelovelypatchesofgreenswardallabout,
med
withstatelytreesbearingrich
og
andlusciousfruits.
Banksofgorgeousflowerswereoneveryhand,
og
andbirdswithrareandbrilliantplumage
sang
sangandflutteredinthetrees
og
andbushes.
Alittlewayoffwas
en
asmallbrook,rushingandsparklingalong
mellem
betweengreenbanks,andmurmuringin
en
avoiceverygratefulto
en
alittlegirlwhohadlivedso
længe
longonthedry,grayprairies.
Mens
Whileshestoodlookingeagerlyat
de
thestrangeandbeautifulsights,shenoticed
kom
comingtowardheragroupof
de
thequeerestpeopleshehadeverseen.
Theywerenotas
store
bigasthegrownfolkshe
havde
hadalwaysbeenusedto;
men
butneitherweretheyvery
små
small.
Infact,theyseemed
om
aboutastallasDorothy,whowas
et
awell-grownchildforherage,althoughtheywere,sofaras
så
looksgo,manyyearsolder.
Tre
Threeweremenandonea
kvinde
woman,andallwereoddlydressed.
Theyworeroundhats
der
thatrosetoasmall
punkt
pointafootabovetheirheads,
med
withlittlebellsaroundthebrims
der
thattinkledsweetlyasthey
bevægede
moved.
Thehatsofthemenwereblue;
den
thelittlewoman’shatwas
hvid
white,andsheworea
hvid
whitegownthathunginpleatsfromhershoulders.
Over
Overitweresprinkledlittlestars
der
thatglistenedinthesun
som
likediamonds.
Themenweredressedinblue,ofthe
samme
sameshadeastheirhats,
og
andworewell-polishedbootswith
en
adeeprollofblueatthetops.
Themen,Dorothy
tænkte
thought,wereaboutasoldas
Onkel
UncleHenry,fortwoofthem
havde
hadbeards.
Butthelittle
kvinde
womanwasdoubtlessmucholder.
Her
ansigt
facewascoveredwithwrinkles,her
hår
hairwasnearlywhite,andshe
gik
walkedratherstiffly.
Whenthese
mennesker
peopledrewnearthehouse
hvor
whereDorothywasstandinginthedoorway,theypaused
og
andwhisperedamongthemselves,asif
bange
afraidtocomefarther.
But
den
thelittleoldwomanwalked
op
uptoDorothy,madealowbow
og
andsaid,inasweetvoice:.
“Youare
velkommen
welcome,mostnobleSorceress,tothelandoftheMunchkins.
Wearesogratefultoyoufor
have
havingkilledtheWickedWitchof
den
theEast,andforsettingour
folk
peoplefreefrombondage.”
Dorothy
lyttede
listenedtothisspeechwithwonder.
What
kunne
couldthelittlewomanpossibly
betyde
meanbycallingherasorceress,
og
andsayingshehadkilled
den
theWickedWitchoftheEast?
Dorothywasaninnocent,harmless
lille
littlegirl,whohadbeencarriedbyacyclone
mange
manymilesfromhome;
andshe
havde
hadneverkilledanythinginallher
liv
life.
Butthelittlewomanevidentlyexpectedherto
svare
answer;
soDorothysaid,withhesitation,“Youare
meget
verykind,buttheremustbesomemistake.
I
har
havenotkilledanything.”
“Your
hus
housedid,anyway,”repliedthe
lille
littleoldwoman,withalaugh,“andthatisthe
samme
samething.
See!”
shecontinued,pointingtothecornerofthe
huset
house.
“Therearehertwofeet,
stadig
stillstickingoutfromunder
en
ablockofwood.”
Dorothy
kiggede
looked,andgavealittlecryoffright.
Der
There,indeed,justunderthecornerof
den
thegreatbeamthehouse
hvilede
restedon,twofeetweresticking
ud
out,shodinsilvershoes
med
withpointedtoes.
“Oh,dear!
Oh,dear!”
criedDorothy,claspingherhands
sammen
togetherindismay.
“Thehouse
må
musthavefallenonher.
Hvad
Whatevershallwedo?”
“Thereis
intet
nothingtobedone,”said
den
thelittlewomancalmly.
“But
hvem
whowasshe?”
askedDorothy.
“Shewas
den
theWickedWitchoftheEast,asIsaid,”
svarede
answeredthelittlewoman.
“She
har
hasheldalltheMunchkinsinbondagefor
mange
manyyears,makingthemslaveforher
nat
nightandday.
Nowtheyare
alle
allsetfree,andaregratefultoyouforthefavor.”
“WhoaretheMunchkins?”
inquiredDorothy.
“Theyarethe
mennesker
peoplewholiveinthislandoftheEast
hvor
wheretheWickedWitchruled.”
“Areyou
en
aMunchkin?”
askedDorothy.
“No,
men
butIamtheirfriend,althoughI
bor
liveinthelandof
det
theNorth.
WhentheysawtheWitchoftheEastwas
død
deadtheMunchkinssentaswiftmessengerto
mig
me,andIcameatonce.
IamtheWitchoftheNorth.”
“Oh,gracious!”
criedDorothy.
“Areyou
en
arealwitch?”
“Yes,indeed,”
svarede
answeredthelittlewoman.
“ButIam
en
agoodwitch,andthe
folk
peopleloveme.
Iamnotaspowerfulas
den
theWickedWitchwaswhoruled
her
here,orIshouldhaveset
den
thepeoplefreemyself.”
“ButI
troede
thoughtallwitcheswerewicked,”
sagde
saidthegirl,whowashalffrightenedatfacing
en
arealwitch.
“Oh,no,thatis
en
agreatmistake.
Therewere
kun
onlyfourwitchesinalltheLandofOz,
og
andtwoofthem,thosewho
bor
liveintheNorthandtheSouth,are
gode
goodwitches.
Iknowthisis
sandt
true,forIamoneofthemmyself,
og
andcannotbemistaken.
Those
der
whodweltintheEast
og
andtheWestwere,indeed,wickedwitches;
men
butnowthatyouhavekilled
en
oneofthem,thereis
men
butoneWickedWitchinall
den
theLandofOz—theonewholivesin
den
theWest.”
“But,”saidDorothy,
efter
afteramoment’sthought,“AuntEm
have
hastoldmethatthewitcheswere
alle
alldead—yearsandyearsago.”
“WhoisAuntEm?”
inquired
den
thelittleoldwoman.
“Sheismyaunt
der
wholivesinKansas,whereI
kommer
camefrom.”
TheWitchoftheNorthseemedto
tænke
thinkforatime,withherheadbowed
og
andhereyesupontheground.
Thenshelooked
op
upandsaid,“Idonot
ved
knowwhereKansasis,forI
har
haveneverheardthatcountrymentioned
før
before.
Buttellme,isit
et
acivilizedcountry?”
“Oh,yes,”repliedDorothy.
“Thenthataccountsfor
det
it.
InthecivilizedcountriesI
tror
believetherearenowitchesleft,norwizards,norsorceresses,normagicians.
Men
But,yousee,theLandofOz
har
hasneverbeencivilized,forwearecutofffromallthe
resten
restoftheworld.
Thereforewe
stadig
stillhavewitchesandwizardsamongstus.”
“Whoarethewizards?”
spurgte
askedDorothy.
“Ozhimselfis
den
theGreatWizard,”answeredtheWitch,sinkinghervoiceto
en
awhisper.
“Heismorepowerful
end
thanalltherestofus
sammen
together.
HelivesintheCityofEmeralds.”
Dorothywasgoingto
stille
askanotherquestion,butjustthen
den
theMunchkins,whohadbeenstandingsilentlyby,
gav
gavealoudshoutandpointedto
den
thecornerofthehouse
hvor
wheretheWickedWitchhadbeenlying.
“Whatisit?”
spurgte
askedthelittleoldwoman,
og
andlooked,andbegantolaugh.
Thefeetofthe
døde
deadWitchhaddisappearedentirely,
og
andnothingwasleftbutthesilvershoes.
“Shewassoold,”explained
den
theWitchoftheNorth,“thatshedried
op
upquicklyinthesun.Thatis
den
theendofher.
But
de
thesilvershoesareyours,
og
andyoushallhavethemtowear.”
Shereached
ned
downandpickeduptheshoes,
og
andaftershakingthedust
ud
outofthemhandedthemtoDorothy.
“TheWitchoftheEastwasproudofthosesilvershoes,”
sagde
saidoneoftheMunchkins,“and
der
thereissomecharmconnected
med
withthem;
butwhatitiswe
aldrig
neverknew.”
Dorothycarriedtheshoesintothe
huset
houseandplacedthemonthetable.
Thenshe
kom
cameoutagaintotheMunchkins
og
andsaid:.
“Iamanxiousto
komme
getbacktomyaunt
og
anduncle,forIam
sikker
suretheywillworryaboutme.
Kan
Canyouhelpmefindmyway?”
TheMunchkins
og
andtheWitchfirstlookedatoneanother,
og
andthenatDorothy,andthenshooktheirheads.
“AttheEast,not
langt
farfromhere,”saidone,“thereisa
stor
greatdesert,andnonecould
leve
livetocrossit.”
“Itisthe
samme
sameattheSouth,”saidanother,“forI
har
havebeenthereandseenit.
TheSouthisthe
land
countryoftheQuadlings.”
“Iamtold,”
sagde
saidthethirdman,“thatitisthe
samme
sameattheWest.
Andthat
land
country,wheretheWinkieslive,isruledbytheWickedWitchoftheWest,
som
whowouldmakeyouherslave
hvis
ifyoupassedherway.”
“TheNorthismyhome,”
sagde
saidtheoldlady,“andatitsedgeis
den
thesamegreatdesertthatsurrounds
dette
thisLandofOz.I’m
bange
afraid,mydear,youwill
nødt
havetolivewithus.”
Dorothybegantosobat
dette
this,forshefeltlonelyamong
alle
allthesestrangepeople.
Hertearsseemedtogrievethekind-heartedMunchkins,fortheyimmediately
tog
tookouttheirhandkerchiefsandbegantoweep
også
also.
Asforthelittle
gamle
oldwoman,shetookoffhercap
og
andbalancedthepointon
den
theendofhernose,
mens
whileshecounted“One,two,three”inasolemnvoice.
Atonce
det
thecapchangedtoaslate,on
der
whichwaswritteninbig,whitechalkmarks:.
“LETDOROTHYGOTOTHECITYOFEMERALDS”.
The
lille
littleoldwomantooktheslatefromhernose,
og
andhavingreadthewordsonit,
spurgte
asked,“IsyournameDorothy,mydear?”
“Yes,”
svarede
answeredthechild,lookingup
og
anddryinghertears.
“Thenyou
må
mustgototheCityofEmeralds.
Måske
PerhapsOzwillhelpyou.”
“Whereis
denne
thiscity?”
askedDorothy.
“Itisexactlyinthecenterofthecountry,
og
andisruledbyOz,the
Store
GreatWizardItoldyouof.”
“Ishe
en
agoodman?”