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The Wonderful Wizard of Oz | Progressive Translation Books for French A1 Students

The Wonderful Wizard of Oz | Progressive Translation Books for French A1 Students

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Introduction
Folklore,legends,myths
et
andfairytaleshavefollowedchildhood
travers
throughtheages,foreveryhealthyyoungsterhas
un
awholesomeandinstinctiveloveforstoriesfantastic,marvelous
et
andmanifestlyunreal.
ThewingedfairiesofGrimm
et
andAndersenhavebroughtmorehappinesstochildishheartsthan
toutes
allotherhumancreations.
Yetthe
vieux
oldtimefairytale,havingservedforgenerations,
peut
maynowbeclassedas“historical”inthechildren’slibrary;
forthe
temps
timehascomeforaseriesofnewer“wondertales”inwhichthestereotypedgenie,dwarf
et
andfairyareeliminated,togetherwith
tous
allthehorribleandblood-curdlingincidentsdevisedbytheirauthorstopoint
une
afearsomemoraltoeachtale.
Moderneducationincludesmorality;
thereforethemodernchildseeksonlyentertainmentinitswondertales
et
andgladlydispenseswithalldisagreeableincident.
Ayant
Havingthisthoughtinmind,thestoryof“TheWonderfulWizardofOz”waswrittensolelytoplease
enfants
childrenoftoday.
Itaspirestobeing
un
amodernizedfairytale,inwhichthewonderment
et
andjoyareretainedandtheheartaches
et
andnightmaresareleftout.
L.
ChapterI
Le
TheCyclone
Dorothylivedin
la
themidstofthegreatKansasprairies,
avec
withUncleHenry,whowasafarmer,
et
andAuntEm,whowas
la
thefarmer’swife.
Theirhousewassmall,forthelumbertobuildit
devait
hadtobecarriedbywagon
nombreux
manymiles.
Therewerefourwalls,afloor
et
andaroof,whichmadeoneroom;
et
andthisroomcontainedarustylookingcookstove,acupboardfor
les
thedishes,atable,three
ou
orfourchairs,andthebeds.
Oncle
UncleHenryandAuntEmhada
grand
bigbedinonecorner,
et
andDorothyalittlebedin
autre
anothercorner.
Therewasnogarretatall,
et
andnocellar—exceptasmallholedugintheground,
appelé
calledacyclonecellar,wherethe
famille
familycouldgoincaseoneof
ces
thosegreatwhirlwindsarose,mightyenoughtocrushanybuildinginitspath.
Itwasreachedby
une
atrapdoorinthemiddleof
le
thefloor,fromwhichaladderleddowninto
le
thesmall,darkhole.
WhenDorothy
tenait
stoodinthedoorwayand
regardait
lookedaround,shecouldseenothingbutthegreatgrayprairieon
tous
everyside.
Notatreenora
maison
housebrokethebroadsweepofflatcountry
qui
thatreachedtotheedgeoftheskyin
toutes
alldirections.
Thesunhadbakedtheplowedlandinto
une
agraymass,withlittlecracksrunningthroughit.
Eventhegrasswasnotgreen,forthesunhadburnedthetopsofthelongblades
jusqu'à
untiltheywerethesamegraycolortobe
voit
seeneverywhere.
Oncethehousehadbeenpainted,
mais
butthesunblisteredthepaint
et
andtherainswasheditaway,
et
andnowthehousewasasdull
et
andgrayaseverythingelse.
Quand
WhenAuntEmcamethereto
vivre
liveshewasayoung,
jolie
prettywife.
Thesunandwindhadchangedher,
aussi
too.
Theyhadtakenthesparklefromhereyes
et
andleftthemasobergray;
theyhad
pris
takentheredfromhercheeks
et
andlips,andtheyweregray
aussi
also.
Shewasthinandgaunt,
et
andneversmilednow.
WhenDorothy,whowasanorphan,
première
firstcametoher,AuntEmhadbeensostartledbythechild’slaughterthatshe
été
wouldscreamandpressher
main
handuponherheartwheneverDorothy’smerryvoicereachedherears;
et
andshestilllookedat
la
thelittlegirlwithwonderthatshe
pouvait
couldfindanythingtolaughat.
UncleHenry
jamais
neverlaughed.
Heworkedhardfrom
matin
morningtillnightanddidnot
savait
knowwhatjoywas.
Hewasgray
aussi
also,fromhislongbeardtohisroughboots,
et
andhelookedsternandsolemn,
et
andrarelyspoke.
ItwasTotothat
fait
madeDorothylaugh,andsavedherfromgrowingasgrayasher
autres
othersurroundings.
Totowasnotgray;
hewas
un
alittleblackdog,withlongsilky
cheveux
hairandsmallblackeyes
qui
thattwinkledmerrilyoneither
côté
sideofhisfunny,weenose.
Toto
jouait
playedalldaylong,andDorothy
jouait
playedwithhim,andlovedhimdearly.
Aujourd'hui
Today,however,theywerenot
jouaient
playing.
UncleHenrysatupon
le
thedoorstepandlookedanxiouslyat
le
thesky,whichwasevengrayer
que
thanusual.
Dorothystoodinthe
porte
doorwithTotoinherarms,
et
andlookedatthesky
aussi
too.
AuntEmwaswashing
la
thedishes.
Fromthefarnorththey
entendirent
heardalowwailof
la
thewind,andUncleHenry
et
andDorothycouldseewhere
la
thelonggrassbowedinwaves
avant
beforethecomingstorm.
There
maintenant
nowcameasharpwhistlingin
les
theairfromthesouth,
et
andastheyturnedtheireyesthatwaythey
vu
sawripplesinthegrass
venant
comingfromthatdirectionalso.
SuddenlyUncleHenrystoodup.
“There’s
un
acyclonecoming,Em,”he
appelé
calledtohiswife.
“I’ll
vais
golookafterthestock.”
Thenhe
couru
rantowardtheshedswhere
les
thecowsandhorseswerekept.
AuntEmdroppedher
travail
workandcametothe
porte
door.
Oneglancetoldherof
le
thedangercloseathand.
“Quick,Dorothy!”
shescreamed.
“Runfor
la
thecellar!”
TotojumpedoutofDorothy’sarms
et
andhidunderthebed,
et
andthegirlstartedtogethim.
AuntEm,badlyfrightened,threw
ouvert
openthetrapdoorinthefloor
et
andclimbeddowntheladderintothe
petit
small,darkhole.
DorothycaughtTotoatlast
et
andstartedtofollowheraunt.
Quand
Whenshewashalfwayacrosstheroomtherecame
un
agreatshriekfromthewind,
et
andthehouseshooksohardthatshe
perdu
lostherfootingandsatdownsuddenlyuponthefloor.
Then
une
astrangethinghappened.
The
maison
housewhirledaroundtwoor
trois
threetimesandroseslowlythroughtheair.
Dorothy
sentait
feltasifsheweregoingupin
un
aballoon.
Thenorthandsouthwindsmet
où
wherethehousestood,and
fait
madeittheexactcenterofthecyclone.
In
la
themiddleofacyclone
la
theairisgenerallystill,
mais
butthegreatpressureof
la
thewindoneverysideof
la
thehouseraisedituphigherandhigher,untilitwasat
la
theverytopofthecyclone;
et
andthereitremainedandwascarriedmiles
et
andmilesawayaseasilyasyou
pourriez
couldcarryafeather.
Itwas
très
verydark,andthewindhowledhorribly
autour
aroundher,butDorothyfoundshewasridingquiteeasily.
Après
Afterthefirstfewwhirlsaround,
et
andoneothertimewhenthe
maison
housetippedbadly,shefeltas
si
ifshewerebeingrockedgently,likea
bébé
babyinacradle.
Totodidnot
aimé
likeit.
Heranabout
la
theroom,nowhere,nowthere,barkingloudly;
mais
butDorothysatquitestillon
le
thefloorandwaitedto
voir
seewhatwouldhappen.
OnceTotogot
trop
tooneartheopentrapdoor,
et
andfellin;
andatfirst
la
thelittlegirlthoughtshehad
perdu
losthim.
Butsoonshe
vit
sawoneofhisearsstickingup
par
throughthehole,forthestrongpressureoftheairwas
tenait
keepinghimupsothathe
pouvait
couldnotfall.
Shecreptto
la
thehole,caughtTotoby
la
theear,anddraggedhiminto
la
theroomagain,afterwardclosing
la
thetrapdoorsothatno
plus
moreaccidentscouldhappen.
Hour
après
afterhourpassedaway,andslowlyDorothygotoverherfright;
mais
butshefeltquitelonely,
et
andthewindshriekedsoloudlyallaboutherthatshenearly
devenue
becamedeaf.
Atfirstshehadwondered
si
ifshewouldbedashedtopieceswhen
la
thehousefellagain;
butas
les
thehourspassedandnothingterriblehappened,she
cessa
stoppedworryingandresolvedtowaitcalmly
et
andseewhatthefuturewould
apporterait
bring.
Atlastshecrawled
sur
overtheswayingfloortoher
lit
bed,andlaydownuponit;
et
andTotofollowedandlaydownbesideher.
ChapterIITheCouncil
avec
withtheMunchkins
Shewasawakenedby
un
ashock,sosuddenandsevere
que
thatifDorothyhadnotbeenlyingon
le
thesoftbedshemighthavebeenhurt.
Asitwas,
le
thejarmadehercatchherbreath
et
andwonderwhathadhappened;
et
andTotoputhiscold
petit
littlenoseintoherface
et
andwhineddismally.
Dorothysatup
et
andnoticedthatthehousewasnot
bougeait
moving;
norwasitdark,forthebrightsunshinecameinatthewindow,floodingthelittleroom.
Shesprangfromher
lit
bedandwithTotoatherheels
couru
ranandopenedthedoor.
La
Thelittlegirlgaveacryofamazement
et
andlookedabouther,hereyesgrowingbigger
et
andbiggeratthewonderfulsightsshe
voyait
saw.
Thecyclonehadsetthe
maison
housedownverygently—foracyclone—inthemidstof
un
acountryofmarvelousbeauty.
Therewerelovelypatchesofgreensward
tout
allabout,withstatelytreesbearingrich
et
andlusciousfruits.
Banksofgorgeousflowerswereoneveryhand,
et
andbirdswithrareandbrilliantplumage
chantaient
sangandflutteredinthetrees
et
andbushes.
Alittlewayoffwasasmallbrook,rushing
et
andsparklingalongbetweengreenbanks,
et
andmurmuringinavoice
très
verygratefultoalittle
fille
girlwhohadlivedso
longtemps
longonthedry,grayprairies.
Whileshe
tenait
stoodlookingeagerlyatthestrange
et
andbeautifulsights,shenoticed
venir
comingtowardheragroupof
les
thequeerestpeopleshehadever
vu
seen.
Theywerenotasbigas
les
thegrownfolkshehad
toujours
alwaysbeenusedto;
butneitherwerethey
très
verysmall.
Infact,theyseemedaboutastallasDorothy,
qui
whowasawell-grownchildforherage,althoughtheywere,sofaraslooksgo,manyyearsolder.
Trois
Threeweremenandonea
femme
woman,andallwereoddlydressed.
Theyworeroundhats
qui
thatrosetoasmall
pointe
pointafootabovetheirheads,
avec
withlittlebellsaroundthebrims
qui
thattinkledsweetlyasthey
déplaçaient
moved.
Thehatsofthemenwereblue;
thelittlewoman’shatwas
blanc
white,andsheworea
blanc
whitegownthathunginpleatsfromhershoulders.
Overitweresprinkledlittlestars
qui
thatglistenedinthesun
comme
likediamonds.
Themenweredressedinblue,ofthe
même
sameshadeastheirhats,
et
andworewell-polishedbootswith
un
adeeprollofblueatthetops.
Themen,Dorothy
pensa
thought,wereaboutasoldasUncleHenry,for
deux
twoofthemhadbeards.
Mais
Butthelittlewomanwasdoubtless
beaucoup
mucholder.
Herfacewascoveredwithwrinkles,her
cheveux
hairwasnearlywhite,andshe
marchait
walkedratherstiffly.
Whenthese
gens
peopledrewnearthehouse
où
whereDorothywasstandingin
la
thedoorway,theypausedandwhisperedamongthemselves,asif
peur
afraidtocomefarther.
But
la
thelittleoldwomanwalkeduptoDorothy,madealowbow
et
andsaid,inasweetvoice:.
“Youare
bienvenue
welcome,mostnobleSorceress,to
le
thelandoftheMunchkins.
Wearesogratefultoyouforhaving
tué
killedtheWickedWitchof
la
theEast,andforsettingour
peuple
peoplefreefrombondage.”
Dorothylistenedto
ce
thisspeechwithwonder.
What
pouvait
couldthelittlewomanpossiblymeanbycallingherasorceress,
et
andsayingshehadkilled
la
theWickedWitchoftheEast?
Dorothywasaninnocent,harmlesslittle
fille
girl,whohadbeencarriedbyacyclone
nombreux
manymilesfromhome;
andshehad
jamais
neverkilledanythinginallher
vie
life.
Butthelittlewomanevidentlyexpectedherto
réponde
answer;
soDorothysaid,withhesitation,“Youare
très
verykind,buttheremustbesomemistake.
Ihavenot
tué
killedanything.”
“Yourhousedid,anyway,”replied
la
thelittleoldwoman,with
un
alaugh,“andthatis
la
thesamething.
See!”
shecontinued,pointingtothecornerofthe
maison
house.
“Therearehertwofeet,stillstickingoutfromunderablockofwood.”
Dorothy
regardé
looked,andgavealittlecryoffright.
There,indeed,
juste
justunderthecornerofthegreatbeamthe
maison
houserestedon,twofeetwerestickingout,shodinsilvershoes
avec
withpointedtoes.
“Oh,dear!
Oh,dear!”
criedDorothy,claspingherhands
ensemble
togetherindismay.
“Thehouse
doit
musthavefallenonher.
Whatevershallwedo?”
“Thereis
rien
nothingtobedone,”said
la
thelittlewomancalmly.
“But
qui
whowasshe?”
askedDorothy.
“Shewas
la
theWickedWitchoftheEast,asIsaid,”
répondit
answeredthelittlewoman.
“Shehas
tenu
heldalltheMunchkinsinbondageformanyyears,
faisant
makingthemslaveforher
nuit
nightandday.
Nowtheyare
tous
allsetfree,andaregratefultoyoufor
la
thefavor.”
“WhoaretheMunchkins?”
inquiredDorothy.
“Theyarethe
gens
peoplewholiveinthislandoftheEast
où
wheretheWickedWitchruled.”
“Areyou
un
aMunchkin?”
askedDorothy.
“No,
mais
butIamtheirfriend,althoughI
vis
liveinthelandof
le
theNorth.
WhentheysawtheWitchoftheEastwasdeadtheMunchkins
envoyé
sentaswiftmessengertome,
et
andIcameatonce.
Iam
la
theWitchoftheNorth.”
“Oh,gracious!”
criedDorothy.
“Areyou
une
arealwitch?”
“Yes,indeed,”
répondit
answeredthelittlewoman.
“ButIam
une
agoodwitch,andthe
gens
peopleloveme.
IamnotaspowerfulastheWickedWitchwas
qui
whoruledhere,orI
dû
shouldhavesetthepeople
libérer
freemyself.”
“ButIthought
toutes
allwitcheswerewicked,”saidthe
fille
girl,whowashalffrightenedatfacing
une
arealwitch.
“Oh,no,thatis
une
agreatmistake.
Therewereonly
quatre
fourwitchesinalltheLandofOz,
et
andtwoofthem,those
qui
wholiveintheNorth
et
andtheSouth,aregoodwitches.
I
sais
knowthisistrue,forIamoneofthemmyself,
et
andcannotbemistaken.
Those
qui
whodweltintheEast
et
andtheWestwere,indeed,wickedwitches;
mais
butnowthatyouhave
tué
killedoneofthem,thereis
mais
butoneWickedWitchin
tout
alltheLandofOz—theonewholivesin
le
theWest.”
“But,”saidDorothy,
après
afteramoment’sthought,“AuntEmhas
dit
toldmethatthewitcheswere
toutes
alldead—yearsandyearsago.”
“WhoisAuntEm?”
inquired
la
thelittleoldwoman.
“Sheismyaunt
qui
wholivesinKansas,whereI
viens
camefrom.”
TheWitchoftheNorthseemedto
réfléchir
thinkforatime,withher
tête
headbowedandhereyesupontheground.
Thenshelookedup
et
andsaid,“Idonot
sais
knowwhereKansasis,forIhave
jamais
neverheardthatcountrymentionedbefore.
Mais
Buttellme,isit
un
acivilizedcountry?”
“Oh,yes,”repliedDorothy.
“Thenthataccountsforit.
In
les
thecivilizedcountriesIbelievetherearenowitchesleft,norwizards,norsorceresses,normagicians.
Mais
But,yousee,theLandofOzhas
jamais
neverbeencivilized,forwearecutofffromall
le
therestoftheworld.
Thereforewestillhavewitches
et
andwizardsamongstus.”
“Whoare
les
thewizards?”
askedDorothy.
“Ozhimselfisthe
Grand
GreatWizard,”answeredtheWitch,sinkinghervoiceto
un
awhisper.
“Heismorepowerful
que
thanalltherestofus
ensemble
together.
HelivesintheCityofEmeralds.”
Dorothywas
allait
goingtoaskanotherquestion,
mais
butjustthentheMunchkins,
qui
whohadbeenstandingsilentlyby,
donnèrent
gavealoudshoutandpointedtothecornerofthe
maison
housewheretheWickedWitchhadbeen
ment
lying.
“Whatisit?”
asked
la
thelittleoldwoman,and
regardé
looked,andbegantolaugh.
ThefeetofthedeadWitchhaddisappearedentirely,
et
andnothingwasleftbutthesilvershoes.
“Shewassoold,”explained
la
theWitchoftheNorth,“thatshedriedupquicklyin
la
thesun.Thatistheendofher.
Mais
Butthesilvershoesareyours,
et
andyoushallhavethemtowear.”
Shereacheddown
et
andpickeduptheshoes,
et
andaftershakingthedustoutofthemhandedthemtoDorothy.
“TheWitchoftheEastwasproudof
ces
thosesilvershoes,”saidoneoftheMunchkins,“andthereissomecharmconnectedwith
eux
them;
butwhatitiswe
jamais
neverknew.”
Dorothycarriedtheshoesintothe
maison
houseandplacedthemonthetable.
Thenshecameout
nouveau
againtotheMunchkinsand
dit
said:.
“Iamanxioustogetbacktomyaunt
et
anduncle,forIam
sûr
suretheywillworryabout
moi
me.
Canyouhelpme
trouver
findmyway?”
TheMunchkins
et
andtheWitchfirstlookedatoneanother,
et
andthenatDorothy,andthenshooktheirheads.
“At
le
theEast,notfarfromhere,”
dit
saidone,“thereisa
grand
greatdesert,andnonecould
vivre
livetocrossit.”
“Itis
la
thesameattheSouth,”
dit
saidanother,“forIhavebeenthere
et
andseenit.
TheSouthis
le
thecountryoftheQuadlings.”
“Iamtold,”
dit
saidthethirdman,“thatitisthe
même
sameattheWest.
Andthat
pays
country,wheretheWinkieslive,isruledbytheWickedWitchoftheWest,whowould
ferait
makeyouherslaveifyoupassedherway.”
“TheNorthismyhome,”
dit
saidtheoldlady,“andatitsedgeisthe
même
samegreatdesertthatsurrounds
ce
thisLandofOz.I’mafraid,mydear,youwillhavetolivewithus.”
Dorothybegantosobat
cela
this,forshefeltlonelyamong
tous
allthesestrangepeople.
Hertearsseemedtogrieve
les
thekind-heartedMunchkins,fortheyimmediatelytookouttheirhandkerchiefs
et
andbegantoweepalso.
Asforthelittleold
femme
woman,shetookoffhercap
et
andbalancedthepointontheendofhernose,whileshecounted“One,
deux
two,three”inasolemnvoice.
Atonce
le
thecapchangedtoaslate,on
laquelle
whichwaswritteninbig,whitechalkmarks:.
“LETDOROTHY
Aller
GOTOTHECITYOFEMERALDS”.
Thelittleold
femme
womantooktheslatefromhernose,
et
andhavingreadthewordson
elle
it,asked,“IsyournameDorothy,mydear?”
“Yes,”
répondit
answeredthechild,lookingup
et
anddryinghertears.
“Thenyou
dois
mustgototheCityofEmeralds.
Peut-être
PerhapsOzwillhelpyou.”
“Whereis
cette
thiscity?”
askedDorothy.
“Itis
exactement
exactlyinthecenterof
le
thecountry,andisruledbyOz,
le
theGreatWizardItoldyouof.”
“Ishe
un
agoodman?”