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The Wonderful Wizard of Oz | Progressively Translated Dutch A1 Books

The Wonderful Wizard of Oz | Progressively Translated Dutch A1 Books

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Introduction
Folklore,legends,myths
en
andfairytaleshavefollowedchildhood
door
throughtheages,foreveryhealthyyoungsterhas
een
awholesomeandinstinctiveloveforstoriesfantastic,marvelous
en
andmanifestlyunreal.
ThewingedfairiesofGrimm
en
andAndersenhavebroughtmorehappinesstochildishhearts
dan
thanallotherhumancreations.
Toch
Yettheoldtimefairytale,
heeft
havingservedforgenerations,may
nu
nowbeclassedas“historical”inthechildren’slibrary;
for
de
thetimehascomefor
een
aseriesofnewer“wondertales”inwhich
de
thestereotypedgenie,dwarfandfairyareeliminated,
samen
togetherwithallthehorrible
en
andblood-curdlingincidentsdevisedbytheirauthorstopoint
een
afearsomemoraltoeachtale.
Moderneducationincludesmorality;
therefore
het
themodernchildseeksonlyentertainmentinitswondertales
en
andgladlydispenseswithalldisagreeableincident.
Having
deze
thisthoughtinmind,the
verhaal
storyof“TheWonderfulWizardofOz”was
geschreven
writtensolelytopleasechildrenof
vandaag
today.
Itaspirestobeing
een
amodernizedfairytale,in
waarin
whichthewondermentandjoyareretained
en
andtheheartachesandnightmaresareleftout.
L.
ChapterI
De
TheCyclone
Dorothylivedinthemidstofthe
grote
greatKansasprairies,withUncleHenry,
die
whowasafarmer,andAuntEm,
die
whowasthefarmer’swife.
Their
huis
housewassmall,forthelumbertobuildithadtobecarriedbywagon
vele
manymiles.
Therewerefourwalls,afloor
en
andaroof,whichmadeone
kamer
room;
andthisroomcontained
een
arustylookingcookstove,acupboardfor
de
thedishes,atable,three
of
orfourchairs,andthebeds.
Oom
UncleHenryandAuntEm
hadden
hadabigbedinonecorner,
en
andDorothyalittlebedin
andere
anothercorner.
Therewasnogarretatall,
en
andnocellar—exceptasmallholedugin
de
theground,calledacyclonecellar,
waar
wherethefamilycouldgoin
geval
caseoneofthosegreatwhirlwindsarose,mighty
genoeg
enoughtocrushanybuildinginitspath.
Itwasreachedby
een
atrapdoorinthemiddleofthefloor,fromwhich
een
aladderleddownintothe
kleine
small,darkhole.
WhenDorothy
stond
stoodinthedoorwayand
keek
lookedaround,shecouldsee
niets
nothingbutthegreatgrayprairieon
elke
everyside.
Notatreenora
huis
housebrokethebroadsweepofflat
land
countrythatreachedtotheedgeoftheskyin
alle
alldirections.
Thesunhadbakedtheplowedlandinto
een
agraymass,withlittlecracks
liepen
runningthroughit.
Eventhegrasswasnotgreen,forthesunhadburnedthetopsofthe
lange
longbladesuntiltheywerethe
dezelfde
samegraycolortobeseeneverywhere.
Eens
Oncethehousehadbeenpainted,
maar
butthesunblisteredthepaint
en
andtherainswasheditaway,
en
andnowthehousewasasdull
en
andgrayaseverythingelse.
Toen
WhenAuntEmcamethereto
wonen
liveshewasayoung,
mooie
prettywife.
Thesunandwind
hadden
hadchangedher,too.
They
hadden
hadtakenthesparklefromhereyes
en
andleftthemasobergray;
they
hadden
hadtakentheredfromhercheeks
en
andlips,andtheyweregray
ook
also.
Shewasthinandgaunt,
en
andneversmilednow.
WhenDorothy,whowas
een
anorphan,firstcameto
haar
her,AuntEmhadbeensostartledby
het
thechild’slaughterthatshewouldscream
en
andpressherhanduponher
hart
heartwheneverDorothy’smerryvoicereachedherears;
en
andshestilllookedat
het
thelittlegirlwithwonder
dat
thatshecouldfindanythingtolaughat.
Oom
UncleHenryneverlaughed.
He
werkte
workedhardfrommorningtill
avond
nightanddidnotknowwhatjoywas.
Hewasgray
ook
also,fromhislongbeardtohisroughboots,
en
andhelookedsternandsolemn,
en
andrarelyspoke.
ItwasToto
die
thatmadeDorothylaugh,and
redde
savedherfromgrowingasgrayasher
andere
othersurroundings.
Totowasnotgray;
hewas
een
alittleblackdog,with
lang
longsilkyhairandsmall
zwarte
blackeyesthattwinkledmerrilyoneithersideofhisfunny,weenose.
Toto
speelde
playedalldaylong,andDorothy
speelde
playedwithhim,andlovedhimdearly.
Vandaag
Today,however,theywerenot
speelden
playing.
UncleHenrysatupon
de
thedoorstepandlookedanxiouslyat
de
thesky,whichwasevengrayer
dan
thanusual.
Dorothystoodin
de
thedoorwithTotoinherarms,
en
andlookedattheskytoo.
AuntEmwaswashingthedishes.
Fromthe
verre
farnorththeyheardalowwailofthewind,
en
andUncleHenryandDorothy
konden
couldseewherethelonggrassbowedinwavesbeforethecomingstorm.
Er
Therenowcameasharpwhistlinginthe
lucht
airfromthesouth,andasthey
draaiden
turnedtheireyesthatwaythey
zagen
sawripplesinthegrasscomingfrom
die
thatdirectionalso.
SuddenlyUncleHenry
stond
stoodup.
“There’sacyclone
komt
coming,Em,”hecalledtohis
vrouw
wife.
“I’llgolookafter
de
thestock.”
Thenherantoward
de
theshedswherethecows
en
andhorseswerekept.
AuntEmdroppedher
werk
workandcametothe
deur
door.
Oneglancetoldherof
het
thedangercloseathand.
“Quick,Dorothy!”
shescreamed.
“Runfor
de
thecellar!”
TotojumpedoutofDorothy’sarms
en
andhidunderthebed,
en
andthegirlstartedtoget
hem
him.
AuntEm,badlyfrightened,threw
open
openthetrapdoorinthefloor
en
andclimbeddowntheladderintothe
kleine
small,darkhole.
DorothycaughtTotoatlast
en
andstartedtofollowheraunt.
Toen
Whenshewashalfwayacrossthe
kamer
roomtherecameagreatshriekfromthewind,
en
andthehouseshookso
hard
hardthatshelostherfooting
en
andsatdownsuddenlyuponthefloor.
Thenastrangething
gebeurde
happened.
Thehousewhirledaround
twee
twoorthreetimesandroseslowly
door
throughtheair.
Dorothyfeltasifshewere
ging
goingupinaballoon.
Thenorth
en
andsouthwindsmetwherethe
huis
housestood,andmadeittheexactcenterofthecyclone.
Inthemiddleof
een
acyclonetheairisgenerallystill,
maar
butthegreatpressureofthewindon
elke
everysideofthehouseraisedituphigher
en
andhigher,untilitwasattheverytopofthecyclone;
en
andthereitremainedandwascarriedmiles
en
andmilesawayaseasilyasyou
kon
couldcarryafeather.
Itwas
erg
verydark,andthewindhowledhorriblyaround
haar
her,butDorothyfoundshewasridingquiteeasily.
Na
Afterthefirstfewwhirlsaround,
en
andoneothertimewhenthe
huis
housetippedbadly,shefeltasifshewerebeingrockedgently,likea
baby
babyinacradle.
Totodidnotlike
het
it.
Heranaboutthe
kamer
room,nowhere,nowthere,barkingloudly;
maar
butDorothysatquitestillon
de
thefloorandwaitedto
zien
seewhatwouldhappen.
OnceTotogot
te
tooneartheopentrapdoor,and
viel
fellin;
andatfirst
het
thelittlegirlthoughtshehad
kwijt
losthim.
Butsoonshe
zag
sawoneofhisearssticking
omhoog
upthroughthehole,forthestrongpressureofthe
lucht
airwaskeepinghimupsothathe
kon
couldnotfall.
Shecrepttothehole,caughtTotobytheear,
en
anddraggedhimintothe
kamer
roomagain,afterwardclosingthetrapdoorsothat
geen
nomoreaccidentscouldhappen.
Uur
Hourafterhourpassedaway,
en
andslowlyDorothygotoverherfright;
maar
butshefeltquitelonely,
en
andthewindshriekedsoloudlyallabouther
dat
thatshenearlybecamedeaf.
At
eerst
firstshehadwonderedifshe
zou
wouldbedashedtopieceswhen
het
thehousefellagain;
butas
de
thehourspassedandnothingterrible
gebeurde
happened,shestoppedworryingandresolvedto
wachten
waitcalmlyandseewhat
de
thefuturewouldbring.
Atlastshecrawled
over
overtheswayingfloortoher
bed
bed,andlaydownuponit;
en
andTotofollowedandlaydownbeside
haar
her.
ChapterIITheCouncil
met
withtheMunchkins
Shewasawakenedby
een
ashock,sosuddenandsevere
dat
thatifDorothyhadnotbeen
gelegen
lyingonthesoftbedshemight
had
havebeenhurt.
Asitwas,thejar
maakte
madehercatchherbreath
en
andwonderwhathadhappened;
en
andTotoputhiscold
kleine
littlenoseintoherface
en
andwhineddismally.
Dorothysatup
en
andnoticedthatthehousewasnot
bewoog
moving;
norwasitdark,forthebrightsunshine
kwam
cameinatthewindow,floodingthe
kleine
littleroom.
Shesprangfromher
bed
bedandwithTotoatherheelsran
en
andopenedthedoor.
The
kleine
littlegirlgaveacryofamazement
en
andlookedabouther,hereyesgrowingbigger
en
andbiggeratthewonderfulsightsshe
zag
saw.
Thecyclonehadsetthe
huis
housedownverygently—foracyclone—inthemidstof
een
acountryofmarvelousbeauty.
Er
Therewerelovelypatchesofgreenswardallabout,
met
withstatelytreesbearingrich
en
andlusciousfruits.
Banksofgorgeousflowerswereoneveryhand,
en
andbirdswithrareandbrilliantplumage
zongen
sangandflutteredinthetrees
en
andbushes.
Alittlewayoffwas
een
asmallbrook,rushingandsparklingalong
tussen
betweengreenbanks,andmurmuringin
een
avoiceverygratefulto
een
alittlegirlwhohad
geleefd
livedsolongonthedry,grayprairies.
Terwijl
Whileshestoodlookingeagerlyat
de
thestrangeandbeautifulsights,shenoticed
komen
comingtowardheragroupof
de
thequeerestpeopleshehadeverseen.
Theywerenotas
groot
bigasthegrownfolkshehad
altijd
alwaysbeenusedto;
butneitherwerethey
erg
verysmall.
Infact,theyseemed
ongeveer
aboutastallasDorothy,
die
whowasawell-grownchildforherage,althoughtheywere,sofaraslooks
gaat
go,manyyearsolder.
Threeweremen
en
andoneawoman,andallwereoddlydressed.
Theyworeroundhats
die
thatrosetoasmall
punt
pointafootabovetheirheads,
met
withlittlebellsaroundthebrims
die
thattinkledsweetlyasthey
bewogen
moved.
Thehatsofthemenwereblue;
de
thelittlewoman’shatwaswhite,
en
andsheworeawhitegown
die
thathunginpleatsfromhershoulders.
Overitweresprinkled
kleine
littlestarsthatglistenedin
de
thesunlikediamonds.
Themenweredressedinblue,of
de
thesameshadeastheirhats,
en
andworewell-polishedbootswith
een
adeeprollofblueat
de
thetops.
Themen,Dorothy
dacht
thought,wereaboutasoldas
Oom
UncleHenry,fortwoofthem
hadden
hadbeards.
Butthelittle
vrouw
womanwasdoubtlessmucholder.
Her
gezicht
facewascoveredwithwrinkles,herhairwasnearly
wit
white,andshewalkedratherstiffly.
Toen
Whenthesepeopledrewnearthe
huis
housewhereDorothywasstandinginthedoorway,theypaused
en
andwhisperedamongthemselves,asif
bang
afraidtocomefarther.
But
de
thelittleoldwomanwalkeduptoDorothy,
maakte
madealowbowand
zei
said,inasweetvoice:.
“Youare
welkom
welcome,mostnobleSorceress,tothelandoftheMunchkins.
Wearesogratefultoyoufor
hebt
havingkilledtheWickedWitchoftheEast,
en
andforsettingourpeoplefreefrombondage.”
Dorothy
luisterde
listenedtothisspeechwithwonder.
What
kan
couldthelittlewomanpossibly
bedoelen
meanbycallingherasorceress,
en
andsayingshehadkilledtheWickedWitchoftheEast?
Dorothywasaninnocent,harmlesslittle
meisje
girl,whohadbeencarriedbyacyclone
vele
manymilesfromhome;
andshe
had
hadneverkilledanythinginallher
leven
life.
Butthelittlewomanevidentlyexpectedhertoanswer;
soDorothy
zei
said,withhesitation,“Youare
erg
verykind,buttheremustbesomemistake.
I
heb
havenotkilledanything.”
“Your
huis
housedid,anyway,”repliedthe
kleine
littleoldwoman,withalaugh,“and
dat
thatisthesamething.
See!”
shecontinued,pointingtothecornerofthe
huis
house.
“Therearehertwofeet,
nog steeds
stillstickingoutfromunder
een
ablockofwood.”
Dorothy
keek
looked,andgavealittlecryoffright.
Daar
There,indeed,justunderthecornerofthe
grote
greatbeamthehouserestedon,
twee
twofeetwerestickingout,shodinsilvershoes
met
withpointedtoes.
“Oh,dear!
Oh,dear!”
criedDorothy,claspingherhandstogetherindismay.
“The
huis
housemusthavefallenon
haar
her.
Whatevershallwedo?”
“Thereis
niets
nothingtobedone,”said
de
thelittlewomancalmly.
“But
wie
whowasshe?”
askedDorothy.
“ShewastheWickedWitchoftheEast,asIsaid,”answeredthe
kleine
littlewoman.
“Shehasheld
alle
alltheMunchkinsinbondageformanyyears,
gemaakt
makingthemslaveforher
nacht
nightandday.
Nowtheyareallset
vrij
free,andaregratefultoyoufor
de
thefavor.”
“WhoaretheMunchkins?”
inquiredDorothy.
“Theyarethe
mensen
peoplewholiveinthislandoftheEast
waar
wheretheWickedWitchruled.”
“Areyou
een
aMunchkin?”
askedDorothy.
“No,
maar
butIamtheirfriend,althoughI
woon
liveinthelandof
het
theNorth.
WhentheysawtheWitchoftheEastwas
dood
deadtheMunchkinssentaswiftmessengerto
mij
me,andIcameatonce.
IamtheWitchoftheNorth.”
“Oh,gracious!”
criedDorothy.
“Areyou
een
arealwitch?”
“Yes,indeed,”answered
de
thelittlewoman.
“ButIam
een
agoodwitch,andthe
mensen
peopleloveme.
Iamnotaspowerfulas
de
theWickedWitchwaswhoruled
hier
here,orIshouldhaveset
de
thepeoplefreemyself.”
“ButI
dacht
thoughtallwitcheswerewicked,”
zei
saidthegirl,whowas
half
halffrightenedatfacinga
echte
realwitch.
“Oh,no,thatis
een
agreatmistake.
Therewereonly
vier
fourwitchesinalltheLandofOz,
en
andtwoofthem,thosewho
wonen
liveintheNorthand
het
theSouth,aregoodwitches.
I
weet
knowthisistrue,forIam
een
oneofthemmyself,andcannotbemistaken.
Thosewhodweltin
het
theEastandtheWestwere,indeed,wickedwitches;
maar
butnowthatyouhave
gedood
killedoneofthem,thereis
maar
butoneWickedWitchinall
het
theLandofOz—theonewholivesin
het
theWest.”
“But,”saidDorothy,
na
afteramoment’sthought,“AuntEm
heeft
hastoldmethatthewitcheswerealldead—yearsandyearsago.”
“WhoisAuntEm?”
inquired
de
thelittleoldwoman.
“Sheismyaunt
die
wholivesinKansas,whereI
kom
camefrom.”
TheWitchoftheNorthseemedto
denken
thinkforatime,withher
hoofd
headbowedandhereyesupontheground.
Thenshe
keek
lookedupandsaid,“Idonot
weet
knowwhereKansasis,forI
heb
haveneverheardthatcountrymentionedbefore.
Maar
Buttellme,isit
een
acivilizedcountry?”
“Oh,yes,”repliedDorothy.
“Then
dat
thataccountsforit.
In
de
thecivilizedcountriesIbelieve
er
therearenowitchesleft,norwizards,norsorceresses,normagicians.
Maar
But,yousee,theLandofOzhas
nooit
neverbeencivilized,forwearecutofffromallthe
rest
restoftheworld.
Thereforewe
nog steeds
stillhavewitchesandwizardsamongstus.”
“Whoare
de
thewizards?”
askedDorothy.
“Ozhimselfis
de
theGreatWizard,”answeredtheWitch,sinkinghervoiceto
een
awhisper.
“Heismorepowerful
dan
thanalltherestofus
samen
together.
Helivesinthe
Stad
CityofEmeralds.”
Dorothywasgoingtoaskanotherquestion,
maar
butjustthentheMunchkins,
die
whohadbeenstandingsilentlyby,
gaven
gavealoudshoutandpointedtothecornerofthe
huis
housewheretheWickedWitch
had
hadbeenlying.
“Whatisit?”
vroeg
askedthelittleoldwoman,
en
andlooked,andbegantolaugh.
De
ThefeetofthedeadWitchhaddisappearedentirely,
en
andnothingwasleftbut
de
thesilvershoes.
“Shewassoold,”explainedtheWitchoftheNorth,“thatshedriedupquicklyinthesun.Thatistheendofher.
Maar
Butthesilvershoesare
jou
yours,andyoushallhavethemtowear.”
Shereacheddown
en
andpickeduptheshoes,
en
andaftershakingthedust
uit
outofthemhandedthemtoDorothy.
“TheWitchoftheEastwasproudof
die
thosesilvershoes,”saidoneoftheMunchkins,“and
er
thereissomecharmconnectedwiththem;
maar
butwhatitiswe
nooit
neverknew.”
Dorothycarriedtheshoesintothe
huis
houseandplacedthemonthetable.
Thenshe
kwam
cameoutagaintotheMunchkins
en
andsaid:.
“Iamanxioustoget
terug
backtomyauntand
oom
uncle,forIamsurethey
zullen
willworryaboutme.
Canyou
helpen
helpmefindmyway?”
De
TheMunchkinsandtheWitch
eerst
firstlookedatoneanother,
en
andthenatDorothy,andthenshooktheirheads.
“AttheEast,not
ver
farfromhere,”saidone,“thereisa
grote
greatdesert,andnonecouldlivetocrossit.”
“Itisthe
hetzelfde
sameattheSouth,”said
ander
another,“forIhavebeen
er
thereandseenit.
TheSouthisthe
land
countryoftheQuadlings.”
“Iamtold,”
zei
saidthethirdman,“thatitisthe
hetzelfde
sameattheWest.
Andthat
land
country,wheretheWinkieslive,isruledbytheWickedWitchoftheWest,who
zou
wouldmakeyouherslave
als
ifyoupassedherway.”
“TheNorthismyhome,”
zei
saidtheoldlady,“andatitsedgeis
de
thesamegreatdesertthatsurrounds
dit
thisLandofOz.I’mafraid,mydear,youwillhavetolivewithus.”
Dorothybegantosobat
deze
this,forshefeltlonelyamong
al
allthesestrangepeople.
Hertearsseemedtogrieve
de
thekind-heartedMunchkins,fortheyimmediatelytookouttheirhandkerchiefs
en
andbegantoweepalso.
Asforthe
kleine
littleoldwoman,shetook
af
offhercapandbalancedthe
punt
pointontheendofhernose,
terwijl
whileshecounted“One,two,three”inasolemnvoice.
Atonce
de
thecapchangedtoaslate,onwhichwas
geschreven
writteninbig,whitechalkmarks:.
“LETDOROTHY
Gaan
GOTOTHECITYOFEMERALDS”.
De
Thelittleoldwomantook
de
theslatefromhernose,
en
andhavingreadthewordsonit,
vroeg
asked,“IsyournameDorothy,mydear?”
“Yes,”answered
het
thechild,lookingupanddryinghertears.
“Thenyou
moet
mustgototheCityofEmeralds.
Misschien
PerhapsOzwillhelpyou.”
“Whereis
deze
thiscity?”
askedDorothy.
“Itis
precies
exactlyinthecenterofthe
land
country,andisruledbyOz,the
Grote
GreatWizardItoldyouof.”
“Ishe
een
agoodman?”