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The Wonderful Wizard of Oz | Gradually Hardening Italian A1-B2 Translation Books

The Wonderful Wizard of Oz | Gradually Hardening Italian A1-B2 Translation Books

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Introduction
Folklore,legends,myths
e
andfairytaleshavefollowedchildhood
attraverso
throughtheages,foreveryhealthy
giovane
youngsterhasawholesomeandinstinctive
amore
loveforstoriesfantastic,marvelous
e
andmanifestlyunreal.
ThewingedfairiesofGrimm
e
andAndersenhavebroughtmore
felicità
happinesstochildishheartsthan
tutte
allotherhumancreations.
Yet
la
theoldtimefairytale,having
servito
servedforgenerations,maynowbeclassedas“historical”in
la
thechildren’slibrary;
forthetimehas
vengono
comeforaseriesofnewer“wondertales”in
cui
whichthestereotypedgenie,dwarf
e
andfairyareeliminated,togetherwith
tutti
allthehorribleandblood-curdlingincidentsdevisedbytheirauthorstopoint
una
afearsomemoraltoeachtale.
Moderneducation
include
includesmorality;
thereforethemodern
bambino
childseeksonlyentertainmentinitswondertales
e
andgladlydispenseswithalldisagreeableincident.
Having
questo
thisthoughtinmind,the
storia
storyof“TheWonderfulWizardofOz”waswrittensolelyto
piacere
pleasechildrenoftoday.
It
aspira
aspirestobeingamodernizedfairytale,in
cui
whichthewondermentandjoyareretained
e
andtheheartachesandnightmaresareleft
fuori
out.
L.
ChapterITheCyclone
Dorothy
viveva
livedinthemidstof
la
thegreatKansasprairies,with
Zio
UncleHenry,whowasa
contadino
farmer,andAuntEm,whowas
la
thefarmer’swife.
Theirhousewassmall,forthe
legname
lumbertobuildithadtobe
trasportato
carriedbywagonmanymiles.
Therewere
quattro
fourwalls,aflooranda
tetto
roof,whichmadeoneroom;
e
andthisroomcontainedarustylookingcookstove,a
armadio
cupboardforthedishes,a
tavolo
table,threeorfourchairs,
e
andthebeds.
UncleHenry
e
andAuntEmhada
grande
bigbedinonecorner,
e
andDorothyalittlebedinanother
angolo
corner.
Therewasnogarretatall,
e
andnocellar—exceptasmall
buco
holedugintheground,
chiamato
calledacyclonecellar,where
la
thefamilycouldgoin
caso
caseoneofthosegreatwhirlwinds
sorgesse
arose,mightyenoughtocrush
qualsiasi
anybuildinginitspath.
Itwasreachedby
una
atrapdoorinthe
mezzo
middleofthefloor,from
cui
whichaladderleddownintothe
piccolo
small,darkhole.
WhenDorothystoodin
la
thedoorwayandlookedaround,shecould
vedere
seenothingbutthegreatgray
prateria
prairieoneveryside.
Nota
albero
treenorahousebrokethebroadsweepofflatcountry
che
thatreachedtotheedgeofthe
cielo
skyinalldirections.
The
sole
sunhadbakedtheplowed
terra
landintoagraymass,withlittlecracksrunningthroughit.
Eventhegrasswasnot
verde
green,forthesunhad
bruciato
burnedthetopsofthelongblades
finché
untiltheywerethesame
grigio
graycolortobeseen
ovunque
everywhere.
Oncethehousehadbeenpainted,
ma
butthesunblisteredthe
vernice
paintandtherainswasheditaway,
e
andnowthehousewasasdull
e
andgrayaseverythingelse.
Quando
WhenAuntEmcamethereto
vivere
liveshewasayoung,pretty
moglie
wife.
Thesunandwindhadchangedher,too.
They
avevano
hadtakenthesparklefromhereyes
e
andleftthemasober
grigio
gray;
theyhadtakenthe
rosso
redfromhercheeksandlips,
e
andtheyweregrayalso.
Shewasthin
e
andgaunt,andneversmiled
ora
now.
WhenDorothy,whowasanorphan,
prima
firstcametoher,AuntEmhadbeensostartledbythechild’s
risata
laughterthatshewouldscream
e
andpressherhanduponher
cuore
heartwheneverDorothy’smerryvoice
raggiungeva
reachedherears;
andshe
ancora
stilllookedatthelittlegirlwith
meraviglia
wonderthatshecouldfind
qualcosa
anythingtolaughat.
UncleHenrynever
rideva
laughed.
Heworkedhardfrom
mattina
morningtillnightanddidnot
sapeva
knowwhatjoywas.
Hewas
grigio
grayalso,fromhislong
barba
beardtohisroughboots,
e
andhelookedsternand
solenne
solemn,andrarelyspoke.
ItwasToto
che
thatmadeDorothylaugh,and
salvava
savedherfromgrowingasgrayasher
altri
othersurroundings.
Totowasnot
grigio
gray;
hewasalittle
nero
blackdog,withlongsilky
capelli
hairandsmallblackeyes
che
thattwinkledmerrilyoneithersideofhisfunny,wee
naso
nose.
Totoplayedalldaylong,
e
andDorothyplayedwithhim,
e
andlovedhimdearly.
Today,however,theywerenot
giocando
playing.
UncleHenrysatupon
il
thedoorstepandlookedanxiouslyat
il
thesky,whichwasevengrayerthan
solito
usual.
Dorothystoodinthe
porta
doorwithTotoinherarms,
e
andlookedattheskytoo.
Zia
AuntEmwaswashingthedishes.
Fromthefar
nord
norththeyheardalowwailofthe
vento
wind,andUncleHenryandDorothycould
vedere
seewherethelonggrassbowedinwaves
prima
beforethecomingstorm.
There
ora
nowcameasharpwhistlingintheairfromthe
sud
south,andastheyturnedtheireyesthatwaythey
visto
sawripplesinthegrasscomingfromthat
direzione
directionalso.
SuddenlyUncleHenrystoodup.
“There’s
un
acyclonecoming,Em,”he
chiamò
calledtohiswife.
“I’ll
vado
golookafterthestock.”
Thenheran
verso
towardtheshedswherethecows
e
andhorseswerekept.
AuntEmdroppedher
lavoro
workandcametothe
porta
door.
Oneglancetoldherofthe
pericolo
dangercloseathand.
“Quick,Dorothy!”
she
urlato
screamed.
“Runforthecellar!”
Toto
saltò
jumpedoutofDorothy’sarms
e
andhidunderthebed,
e
andthegirlstartedtogethim.
Zia
AuntEm,badlyfrightened,threw
aprì
openthetrapdoorin
la
thefloorandclimbeddown
la
theladderintothesmall,
buio
darkhole.
DorothycaughtTotoatlast
e
andstartedtofollowher
zia
aunt.
Whenshewashalfway
attraverso
acrosstheroomtherecame
un
agreatshriekfromthe
vento
wind,andthehouseshooksohard
che
thatshelostherfooting
e
andsatdownsuddenlyuponthe
pavimento
floor.
Thenastrangethinghappened.
La
Thehousewhirledaroundtwo
o
orthreetimesandrose
lentamente
slowlythroughtheair.
Dorothy
sentiva
feltasifsheweregoingupin
un
aballoon.
Thenorthand
sud
southwindsmetwherethe
casa
housestood,andmadeittheexact
centro
centerofthecyclone.
Inthe
mezzo
middleofacyclonetheairis
generalmente
generallystill,butthegreat
pressione
pressureofthewindon
ogni
everysideofthehouseraisedit
fino a
uphigherandhigher,untilitwasatthevery
cima
topofthecyclone;
andthereit
rimase
remainedandwascarriedmiles
e
andmilesawayaseasilyasyoucould
trasportare
carryafeather.
Itwasvery
buio
dark,andthewindhowledhorribly
intorno
aroundher,butDorothyfoundshewas
cavalcando
ridingquiteeasily.
Afterthefirstfewwhirlsaround,
e
andoneothertimewhenthe
casa
housetippedbadly,shefeltas
se
ifshewerebeingrocked
dolcemente
gently,likeababyina
culla
cradle.
Totodidnotlikeit.
Heranabout
la
theroom,nowhere,nowthere,
abbaiando
barkingloudly;
butDorothysatquitestillonthe
pavimento
floorandwaitedtoseewhat
sarebbe
wouldhappen.
OnceTotogottooneartheopen
trappola
trapdoor,andfellin;
e
andatfirstthelittlegirl
pensava
thoughtshehadlosthim.
Ma
Butsoonshesawoneofhisearsstickingup
attraverso
throughthehole,forthe
forte
strongpressureoftheairwas
teneva
keepinghimupsothathecouldnot
cadere
fall.
Shecrepttothe
buco
hole,caughtTotobytheear,
e
anddraggedhimintotheroom
di nuovo
again,afterwardclosingthetrap
porta
doorsothatnomoreaccidentscould
accadere
happen.
Hourafterhourpassedaway,
e
andslowlyDorothygotoverher
paura
fright;
butshefeltquitelonely,
e
andthewindshriekedso
forte
loudlyallaboutherthatshe
quasi
nearlybecamedeaf.
Atfirstshehadwondered
se
ifshewouldbedashedtopieces
quando
whenthehousefellagain;
ma
butasthehourspassed
e
andnothingterriblehappened,shestopped
preoccuparsi
worryingandresolvedtowait
con calma
calmlyandseewhatthe
futuro
futurewouldbring.
Atlastshe
strisciò
crawledovertheswayingfloortoher
letto
bed,andlaydownupon
esso
it;
andTotofollowedand
sdraiò
laydownbesideher.
ChapterIIThe
Consiglio
CouncilwiththeMunchkins
Shewasawakenedbya
shock
shock,sosuddenandsevere
che
thatifDorothyhadnotbeenlyingonthe
morbido
softbedshemighthavebeen
male
hurt.
Asitwas,the
barattolo
jarmadehercatchher
fiato
breathandwonderwhathad
successo
happened;
andTotoputhis
freddo
coldlittlenoseintoher
faccia
faceandwhineddismally.
Dorothy
sedette
satupandnoticedthat
la
thehousewasnotmoving;
né
norwasitdark,forthe
brillante
brightsunshinecameinatthe
finestra
window,floodingthelittleroom.
Shesprangfromher
letto
bedandwithTotoatherheelsran
e
andopenedthedoor.
Thelittlegirlgave
un
acryofamazementand
guardò
lookedabouther,hereyesgrowingbigger
e
andbiggeratthewonderfulsightsshe
vedeva
saw.
Thecyclonehadsetthe
casa
housedownverygently—foracyclone—inthemidstof
un
acountryofmarvelousbeauty.
Therewerelovelypatchesofgreenswardallabout,withstatelytreesbearingrich
e
andlusciousfruits.
Banksofgorgeousflowerswereoneveryhand,
e
andbirdswithrareand
brillante
brilliantplumagesangandflutteredinthetrees
e
andbushes.
Alittlewayoffwasasmallbrook,rushing
e
andsparklingalongbetweengreenbanks,
e
andmurmuringinavoiceverygratefultoalittlegirl
che
whohadlivedsolongon
le
thedry,grayprairies.
Whileshe
stava
stoodlookingeagerlyatthestrange
e
andbeautifulsights,shenoticedcomingtowardher
un
agroupofthequeerest
persone
peopleshehadeverseen.
Theywerenotasbigasthegrownfolkshehad
sempre
alwaysbeenusedto;
butneitherweretheyverysmall.
Infact,they
sembravano
seemedaboutastallasDorothy,
che
whowasawell-grownchildforherage,
anche se
althoughtheywere,sofaraslooksgo,
molti
manyyearsolder.
Threeweremen
e
andoneawoman,and
tutti
allwereoddlydressed.
They
indossavano
woreroundhatsthatroseto
un
asmallpointafoot
sopra
abovetheirheads,withlittlebells
attorno
aroundthebrimsthattinkled
dolcemente
sweetlyastheymoved.
Thehatsof
i
themenwereblue;
thelittlewoman’s
cappello
hatwaswhite,andshe
indossava
woreawhitegownthat
pendeva
hunginpleatsfromhershoulders.
Sopra
Overitweresprinkledlittlestars
che
thatglistenedinthesun
come
likediamonds.
Themenwere
vestiti
dressedinblue,ofthesameshadeastheirhats,
e
andworewell-polishedbootswith
un
adeeprollofblueatthetops.
La
Themen,Dorothythought,were
circa
aboutasoldasUncleHenry,for
due
twoofthemhadbeards.
Ma
Butthelittlewomanwasdoubtlessmucholder.
Her
viso
facewascoveredwithwrinkles,her
capelli
hairwasnearlywhite,andshe
camminava
walkedratherstiffly.
Whenthese
persone
peopledrewnearthehouse
dove
whereDorothywasstandinginthedoorway,theypaused
e
andwhisperedamongthemselves,as
se
ifafraidtocomefarther.
Ma
ButthelittleoldwomanwalkeduptoDorothy,
fece
madealowbowand
disse
said,inasweetvoice:.
“Youarewelcome,mostnobleSorceress,to
la
thelandoftheMunchkins.
Wearesogratefultoyouforhaving
ucciso
killedtheWickedWitchoftheEast,
e
andforsettingourpeople
liberato
freefrombondage.”
Dorothylistenedto
questo
thisspeechwithwonder.
Whatcould
la
thelittlewomanpossiblymeanbycallingher
una
asorceress,andsayingshe
aveva
hadkilledtheWickedWitchof
la
theEast?
Dorothywasan
innocente
innocent,harmlesslittlegirl,whohadbeencarriedbyacyclone
molte
manymilesfromhome;
andshe
aveva
hadneverkilledanythinginallher
vita
life.
Butthelittlewoman
evidentemente
evidentlyexpectedhertoanswer;
soDorothy
disse
said,withhesitation,“Youareverykind,
ma
buttheremustbesomemistake.
I
ho
havenotkilledanything.”
“Your
casa
housedid,anyway,”repliedthelittleoldwoman,with
una
alaugh,“andthatis
la
thesamething.
See!”
she
continuato
continued,pointingtothecornerofthe
casa
house.
“Therearehertwofeet,
ancora
stillstickingoutfromunder
un
ablockofwood.”
Dorothy
guardò
looked,andgavealittle
grido
cryoffright.
There,indeed,
proprio
justunderthecornerofthe
grande
greatbeamthehouserested
su
on,twofeetwerestickingout,shodinsilver
scarpe
shoeswithpointedtoes.
“Oh,
cara
dear!
Oh,dear!”
criedDorothy,claspingherhands
insieme
togetherindismay.
“Thehouse
deve
musthavefallenonher.
Whatevershallwedo?”
“Thereis
niente
nothingtobedone,”said
la
thelittlewomancalmly.
“But
chi
whowasshe?”
askedDorothy.
“Shewas
la
theWickedWitchoftheEast,asIsaid,”
rispose
answeredthelittlewoman.
“She
ha
hasheldalltheMunchkinsin
schiavitù
bondageformanyyears,makingthemslaveforher
notte
nightandday.
Nowtheyare
tutti
allsetfree,andaregratefultoyoufor
il
thefavor.”
“WhoaretheMunchkins?”
chiese
inquiredDorothy.
“Theyarethe
persone
peoplewholiveinthis
terra
landoftheEastwheretheWicked
Strega
Witchruled.”
“AreyouaMunchkin?”
chiesto
askedDorothy.
“No,butIamtheir
amico
friend,althoughIliveinthe
terra
landoftheNorth.
Whenthey
videro
sawtheWitchoftheEastwasdeadtheMunchkinssent
un
aswiftmessengertome,
e
andIcameatonce.
Iam
la
theWitchoftheNorth.”
“Oh,gracious!”
criedDorothy.
“Areyou
una
arealwitch?”
“Yes,indeed,”
rispose
answeredthelittlewoman.
“ButIam
una
agoodwitch,andthepeople
ama
loveme.
Iamnotas
potente
powerfulastheWickedWitchwas
che
whoruledhere,orI
dovuto
shouldhavesetthepeople
liberare
freemyself.”
“ButIthought
tutte
allwitcheswerewicked,”saidthe
ragazza
girl,whowashalffrightenedat
affrontare
facingarealwitch.
“Oh,no,thatis
un
agreatmistake.
Therewere
solo
onlyfourwitchesinall
la
theLandofOz,and
due
twoofthem,thosewho
vivono
liveintheNorthand
la
theSouth,aregoodwitches.
I
so
knowthisistrue,forIam
uno
oneofthemmyself,andcannotbemistaken.
Those
che
whodweltintheEast
e
andtheWestwere,indeed,wickedwitches;
ma
butnowthatyouhave
ucciso
killedoneofthem,thereis
ma
butoneWickedWitchinall
la
theLandofOz—theonewholivesin
la
theWest.”
“But,”saidDorothy,
dopo
afteramoment’sthought,“AuntEm
ha
hastoldmethatthewitcheswere
tutte
alldead—yearsandyearsago.”
“Whois
Zia
AuntEm?”
inquiredthelittleoldwoman.
“Sheismy
zia
auntwholivesinKansas,
dove
whereIcamefrom.”
The
Strega
WitchoftheNorthseemedto
pensare
thinkforatime,withher
testa
headbowedandhereyesupon
la
theground.
Thenshelookedup
e
andsaid,“Idonot
so
knowwhereKansasis,forI
ho
haveneverheardthatcountrymentioned
prima
before.
Buttellme,isit
un
acivilizedcountry?”
“Oh,yes,”repliedDorothy.
“Thenthataccountsforit.
InthecivilizedcountriesI
credo
believetherearenowitchesleft,
né
norwizards,norsorceresses,normagicians.
Ma
But,yousee,theLandofOzhasneverbeencivilized,forwearecut
fuori
offfromalltherestof
la
theworld.
Thereforewestill
abbiamo
havewitchesandwizardsamongstus.”
“Whoare
i
thewizards?”
askedDorothy.
“Ozhimselfisthe
Grande
GreatWizard,”answeredtheWitch,sinkingher
voce
voicetoawhisper.
“Heismore
potente
powerfulthanalltherestofus
insieme
together.
Helivesinthe
Città
CityofEmeralds.”
Dorothywasgoingtoaskanother
domanda
question,butjustthentheMunchkins,
che
whohadbeenstandingsilentlyby,gave
un
aloudshoutandpointedtothecornerofthe
casa
housewheretheWickedWitchhadbeenlying.
“Whatisit?”
chiese
askedthelittleoldwoman,
e
andlooked,andbeganto
ridere
laugh.
Thefeetofthedead
Strega
Witchhaddisappearedentirely,andnothingwasleftbutthesilver
scarpe
shoes.
“Shewassoold,”
spiegò
explainedtheWitchofthe
Nord
North,“thatshedriedup
rapidamente
quicklyinthesun.Thatis
la
theendofher.
But
le
thesilvershoesareyours,
e
andyoushallhavethemtowear.”
Shereacheddown
e
andpickeduptheshoes,
e
andaftershakingthedustoutofthemhandedthemtoDorothy.
“The
Strega
WitchoftheEastwasproudofthosesilvershoes,”
disse
saidoneoftheMunchkins,“andthereissomecharm
collegato
connectedwiththem;
butwhatitisweneverknew.”
Dorothy
portò
carriedtheshoesintothe
casa
houseandplacedthemon
le
thetable.
Thenshecame
uscì
outagaintotheMunchkins
e
andsaid:.
“Iamanxioustogetbacktomy
zia
auntanduncle,forIam
sicuro
suretheywillworryabout
me
me.
Canyouhelpme
trovare
findmyway?”
TheMunchkins
e
andtheWitchfirstlookedatoneanother,
e
andthenatDorothy,andthenshooktheirheads.
“Atthe
Est
East,notfarfromhere,”
disse
saidone,“thereisa
grande
greatdesert,andnonecouldlivetocrossit.”
“ItisthesameattheSouth,”
disse
saidanother,“forIhavebeen
ci
thereandseenit.
The
Sud
Southisthecountryof
il
theQuadlings.”
“Iamtold,”
disse
saidthethirdman,“thatitis
il
thesameattheWest.
E
Andthatcountry,wheretheWinkies
vivono
live,isruledbytheWicked
Strega
WitchoftheWest,who
è
wouldmakeyouherslave
se
ifyoupassedherway.”
“The
Nord
Northismyhome,”said
la
theoldlady,“andatits
bordo
edgeisthesamegreat
deserto
desertthatsurroundsthisLandofOz.I’mafraid,mydear,you
è
willhavetolivewithus.”
Dorothy
cominciò
begantosobatthis,forshe
sentiva
feltlonelyamongallthesestrange
persone
people.
Hertearsseemedto
addolorare
grievethekind-heartedMunchkins,fortheyimmediatelytook
fuori
outtheirhandkerchiefsandbegantoweepalso.
Asforthelittleoldwoman,shetookoffhercap
e
andbalancedthepointonthe
fine
endofhernose,whileshe
contava
counted“One,two,three”ina
solenne
solemnvoice.
Atoncethecapchangedto
una
aslate,onwhichwas
scritto
writteninbig,whitechalkmarks:.
“LETDOROTHY
Vada
GOTOTHECITYOFEMERALDS”.
Thelittleoldwoman
prese
tooktheslatefromher
naso
nose,andhavingreadthewordsonit,
chiese
asked,“IsyournameDorothy,mydear?”
“Yes,”
rispose
answeredthechild,lookingup
e
anddryinghertears.
“Thenyou
devi
mustgototheCityofEmeralds.
Forse
PerhapsOzwillhelpyou.”
“Whereis
questa
thiscity?”
askedDorothy.
“Itis
esattamente
exactlyinthecenterof
il
thecountry,andisruledbyOz,
il
theGreatWizardItoldyouof.”
“Ishe
un
agoodman?”