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The Wonderful Wizard of Oz | Gradually Hardening Spanish A1 Translation Books

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Introduction
Folklore,legends,myths
y
andfairytaleshavefollowedchildhoodthroughtheages,for
cada
everyhealthyyoungsterhasawholesome
y
andinstinctiveloveforstoriesfantastic,marvelous
y
andmanifestlyunreal.
ThewingedfairiesofGrimm
y
andAndersenhavebroughtmorehappinesstochildishheartsthan
todas
allotherhumancreations.
Yetthe
viejo
oldtimefairytale,havingservedforgenerations,
puede
maynowbeclassedas“historical”inthechildren’slibrary;
forthe
momento
timehascomeforaseriesofnewer“wondertales”inwhichthestereotypedgenie,dwarf
y
andfairyareeliminated,together
con
withallthehorribleandblood-curdlingincidentsdevisedbytheirauthorstopoint
una
afearsomemoraltoeachtale.
Moderneducationincludesmorality;
thereforethemodern
niño
childseeksonlyentertainmentinitswondertales
y
andgladlydispenseswithalldisagreeableincident.
Teniendo
Havingthisthoughtinmind,the
historia
storyof“TheWonderfulWizardofOz”waswrittensolelyto
complacer
pleasechildrenoftoday.
Itaspirestobeing
un
amodernizedfairytale,inwhichthewonderment
y
andjoyareretainedandtheheartaches
y
andnightmaresareleftout.
L.
ChapterI
El
TheCyclone
DorothylivedinthemidstofthegreatKansasprairies,
con
withUncleHenry,whowas
un
afarmer,andAuntEm,whowasthefarmer’s
esposa
wife.
Theirhousewassmall,for
la
thelumbertobuildit
tenía
hadtobecarriedbywagon
muchos
manymiles.
Therewerefourwalls,afloor
y
andaroof,whichmadeone
habitación
room;
andthisroomcontainedarustylookingcookstove,acupboardforthedishes,atable,
tres
threeorfourchairs,andthebeds.
UncleHenry
y
andAuntEmhada
grande
bigbedinonecorner,
y
andDorothyalittlebedin
otra
anothercorner.
Therewasnogarretatall,
y
andnocellar—exceptasmallholedugintheground,
llamado
calledacyclonecellar,wherethe
familia
familycouldgoincaseoneof
esos
thosegreatwhirlwindsarose,mighty
lo suficientemente
enoughtocrushanybuildinginitspath.
Itwasreachedby
una
atrapdoorinthemiddleofthefloor,from
cual
whichaladderleddownintothe
pequeño
small,darkhole.
WhenDorothy
paró
stoodinthedoorwayand
miró
lookedaround,shecouldsee
nada
nothingbutthegreatgrayprairieon
todos
everyside.
Notatreenora
casa
housebrokethebroadsweepofflat
campo
countrythatreachedtotheedgeof
el
theskyinalldirections.
Thesun
había
hadbakedtheplowedlandinto
una
agraymass,withlittlecracksrunningthroughit.
Siquiera
Eventhegrasswasnotgreen,forthesun
había
hadburnedthetopsofthelongblades
hasta que
untiltheywerethesamegraycolortobe
veía
seeneverywhere.
Oncethehouse
había
hadbeenpainted,butthesunblisteredthepaint
y
andtherainswasheditaway,
y
andnowthehousewasasdull
y
andgrayaseverythingelse.
Cuando
WhenAuntEmcamethereto
vivir
liveshewasayoung,
bonita
prettywife.
Thesunandwind
habían
hadchangedher,too.
They
habían
hadtakenthesparklefromhereyes
y
andleftthemasobergray;
they
habían
hadtakentheredfromhercheeks
y
andlips,andtheyweregray
también
also.
Shewasthinandgaunt,
y
andneversmilednow.
WhenDorothy,whowasanorphan,
primera
firstcametoher,AuntEm
había
hadbeensostartledby
la
thechild’slaughterthatshe
era
wouldscreamandpressher
mano
handuponherheartwheneverDorothy’smerryvoicereachedherears;
y
andshestilllookedat
la
thelittlegirlwithwonderthatshe
podía
couldfindanythingtolaughat.
UncleHenry
nunca
neverlaughed.
Heworkedhardfrom
mañana
morningtillnightanddidnot
sabía
knowwhatjoywas.
Hewasgray
también
also,fromhislongbeardtohisroughboots,
y
andhelookedsternandsolemn,
y
andrarelyspoke.
ItwasTotothat
hizo
madeDorothylaugh,andsavedherfromgrowingasgrayasher
otros
othersurroundings.
Totowasnotgray;
hewas
un
alittleblackdog,with
largo
longsilkyhairandsmall
negro
blackeyesthattwinkledmerrilyoneither
lado
sideofhisfunny,weenose.
Toto
jugaba
playedalldaylong,andDorothy
jugaba
playedwithhim,andlovedhimdearly.
Hoy
Today,however,theywerenot
jugando
playing.
UncleHenrysatuponthedoorstep
y
andlookedanxiouslyatthesky,whichwasevengrayer
de
thanusual.
Dorothystoodin
la
thedoorwithTotoinherarms,
y
andlookedatthesky
también
too.
AuntEmwaswashingthedishes.
Fromthefarnorththey
oyeron
heardalowwailofthewind,
y
andUncleHenryandDorothy
podían
couldseewherethelonggrassbowedinwavesbeforethecomingstorm.
There
ahora
nowcameasharpwhistlinginthe
aire
airfromthesouth,andastheyturnedtheireyes
esa
thatwaytheysawripplesinthegrass
venían
comingfromthatdirectionalso.
SuddenlyUncleHenrystoodup.
“There’s
un
acyclonecoming,Em,”hecalledtohis
esposa
wife.
“I’llgolookafterthestock.”
Thenhe
corrió
rantowardtheshedswherethecows
y
andhorseswerekept.
AuntEmdroppedher
trabajo
workandcametothe
puerta
door.
Oneglancetoldherofthedangercloseat
mano
hand.
“Quick,Dorothy!”
shescreamed.
“Runfor
el
thecellar!”
TotojumpedoutofDorothy’sarms
y
andhidunderthebed,
y
andthegirlstartedtogethim.
AuntEm,badlyfrightened,threw
abrió
openthetrapdoorinthefloor
y
andclimbeddowntheladderintothe
pequeño
small,darkhole.
DorothycaughtTotoat
fin
lastandstartedtofollowheraunt.
Cuando
Whenshewashalfwayacrossthe
habitación
roomtherecameagreatshriekfromthewind,
y
andthehouseshooksohardthatshe
perdió
lostherfootingandsatdownsuddenlyuponthefloor.
Thenastrange
algo
thinghappened.
Thehousewhirledaround
dos
twoorthreetimesandroseslowlythrough
la
theair.
Dorothyfeltas
si
ifsheweregoingupin
un
aballoon.
Thenorthandsouthwindsmet
donde
wherethehousestood,andmadeittheexactcenterofthecyclone.
Inthemiddleof
un
acyclonetheairisgenerallystill,
pero
butthegreatpressureofthewindon
cada
everysideofthehouseraisedituphigher
y
andhigher,untilitwasattheverytopofthecyclone;
y
andthereitremainedandwascarriedmiles
y
andmilesawayaseasilyasyou
podía
couldcarryafeather.
Itwas
muy
verydark,andthewindhowledhorribly
alrededor
aroundher,butDorothyfoundshewasriding
bastante
quiteeasily.
Afterthefirstfewwhirlsaround,
y
andoneothertimewhenthe
casa
housetippedbadly,shefeltas
si
ifshewerebeingrockedgently,likea
bebé
babyinacradle.
Totodidnot
gustó
likeit.
Heranabout
la
theroom,nowhere,now
allí
there,barkingloudly;
butDorothy
sentó
satquitestillonthefloor
y
andwaitedtoseewhatwould
pasaría
happen.
OnceTotogottoonear
la
theopentrapdoor,and
cayó
fellin;
andatfirst
la
thelittlegirlthoughtshe
había
hadlosthim.
Butsoonshe
vio
sawoneofhisearsstickingupthrough
la
thehole,forthestrongpressureof
la
theairwaskeepinghimupsothathe
pudiera
couldnotfall.
Shecrepttothehole,caughtTotobytheear,
y
anddraggedhimintothe
habitación
roomagain,afterwardclosingthetrap
puerta
doorsothatnomoreaccidents
pudieran
couldhappen.
Hourafterhourpassedaway,
y
andslowlyDorothygotoverherfright;
pero
butshefeltquitelonely,
y
andthewindshriekedsoloudlyallaboutherthatshenearly
volvía
becamedeaf.
Atfirstshe
había
hadwonderedifshewouldbedashedtopieces
cuando
whenthehousefellagain;
pero
butasthehourspassed
y
andnothingterriblehappened,she
dejó
stoppedworryingandresolvedto
esperar
waitcalmlyandseewhatthefuturewould
traería
bring.
Atlastshecrawled
sobre
overtheswayingfloortoher
cama
bed,andlaydownuponit;
y
andTotofollowedandlaydownbeside
su
her.
ChapterIITheCouncil
con
withtheMunchkins
Shewasawakenedby
un
ashock,sosuddenandseverethat
si
ifDorothyhadnotbeenlyingon
la
thesoftbedshemight
haber
havebeenhurt.
Asitwas,thejar
hizo
madehercatchherbreath
y
andwonderwhathadhappened;
y
andTotoputhiscoldlittlenoseintoher
cara
faceandwhineddismally.
Dorothy
sentó
satupandnoticedthat
la
thehousewasnotmoving;
norwasitdark,for
la
thebrightsunshinecameinat
la
thewindow,floodingthelittle
habitación
room.
Shesprangfromher
cama
bedandwithTotoatherheels
corrió
ranandopenedthedoor.
Thelittle
niña
girlgaveacryofamazement
y
andlookedabouther,hereyesgrowingbigger
y
andbiggeratthewonderfulsightsshe
vio
saw.
Thecyclonehadsetthe
casa
housedownverygently—foracyclone—inthemidstof
un
acountryofmarvelousbeauty.
Therewerelovelypatchesofgreensward
todas
allabout,withstatelytreesbearingrich
y
andlusciousfruits.
Banksofgorgeousflowerswereoneveryhand,
y
andbirdswithrareandbrilliantplumage
cantaban
sangandflutteredinthetrees
y
andbushes.
Alittlewayoffwasasmallbrook,rushing
y
andsparklingalongbetweengreenbanks,
y
andmurmuringinavoice
muy
verygratefultoalittle
niña
girlwhohadlivedso
tiempo
longonthedry,grayprairies.
Mientras
Whileshestoodlookingeagerlyat
las
thestrangeandbeautifulsights,shenoticedcomingtowardher
un
agroupofthequeerest
personas
peopleshehadeverseen.
Theywerenotasbigas
la
thegrownfolkshehad
siempre
alwaysbeenusedto;
butneitherwerethey
muy
verysmall.
Infact,theyseemedaboutastallasDorothy,whowas
una
awell-grownchildforherage,althoughtheywere,sofaraslooksgo,
muchos
manyyearsolder.
Threeweremen
y
andoneawoman,and
todos
allwereoddlydressed.
Theyworeroundhatsthatroseto
un
asmallpointafootabovetheirheads,
con
withlittlebellsaroundthebrimsthattinkledsweetlyasthey
movían
moved.
Thehatsofthemenwereblue;
thelittlewoman’shatwas
blanco
white,andsheworea
blanco
whitegownthathunginpleatsfromhershoulders.
Sobre
Overitweresprinkledlittlestarsthatglistenedin
el
thesunlikediamonds.
Themenweredressedinblue,ofthe
mismo
sameshadeastheirhats,
y
andworewell-polishedbootswith
un
adeeprollofblueatthetops.
Themen,Dorothy
pensó
thought,wereaboutasoldasUncleHenry,for
dos
twoofthemhadbeards.
Pero
Butthelittlewomanwasdoubtlessmucholder.
Her
rostro
facewascoveredwithwrinkles,her
cabello
hairwasnearlywhite,andshe
caminaba
walkedratherstiffly.
Whenthese
personas
peopledrewnearthehouse
donde
whereDorothywasstandingin
la
thedoorway,theypausedandwhisperedamongthemselves,as
si
ifafraidtocomefarther.
Pero
ButthelittleoldwomanwalkeduptoDorothy,
hizo
madealowbowand
dijo
said,inasweetvoice:.
“Youare
bienvenida
welcome,mostnobleSorceress,tothelandoftheMunchkins.
Wearesogratefultoyoufor
haber
havingkilledtheWickedWitchof
la
theEast,andforsettingour
pueblo
peoplefreefrombondage.”
Dorothy
escuchó
listenedtothisspeechwithwonder.
What
podría
couldthelittlewomanpossibly
decir
meanbycallingherasorceress,
y
andsayingshehadkilled
la
theWickedWitchoftheEast?
Dorothywasaninnocent,harmlesslittle
niña
girl,whohadbeencarriedbyacyclonemanymilesfrom
casa
home;
andshehadnever
matado
killedanythinginallher
vida
life.
Butthelittlewomanevidentlyexpectedherto
respondiera
answer;
soDorothysaid,withhesitation,“Youare
muy
verykind,buttheremustbesomemistake.
I
he
havenotkilledanything.”
“Your
casa
housedid,anyway,”repliedthelittleoldwoman,
con
withalaugh,“andthatis
la
thesamething.
See!”
shecontinued,pointingto
la
thecornerofthehouse.
“Thereareher
dos
twofeet,stillstickingoutfrom
debajo
underablockofwood.”
Dorothy
miró
looked,andgavealittlecryoffright.
Allí
There,indeed,justunderthecornerof
la
thegreatbeamthehouse
descansaba
restedon,twofeetwerestickingout,shodinsilvershoes
con
withpointedtoes.
“Oh,dear!
Oh,dear!”
criedDorothy,claspingherhandstogetherindismay.
“The
casa
housemusthavefallenon
ella
her.
Whatevershallwedo?”
“Thereis
nada
nothingtobedone,”said
la
thelittlewomancalmly.
“But
quién
whowasshe?”
askedDorothy.
“Shewas
la
theWickedWitchoftheEast,asIsaid,”
respondió
answeredthelittlewoman.
“She
ha
hasheldalltheMunchkinsinbondagefor
muchos
manyyears,makingthemslaveforher
noche
nightandday.
Nowtheyare
todos
allsetfree,andaregratefultoyoufor
el
thefavor.”
“WhoaretheMunchkins?”
inquiredDorothy.
“Theyare
la
thepeoplewholiveinthislandof
la
theEastwheretheWickedWitchruled.”
“Areyou
un
aMunchkin?”
askedDorothy.
“No,
pero
butIamtheirfriend,althoughI
vivo
liveinthelandof
la
theNorth.
WhentheysawtheWitchoftheEastwasdeadtheMunchkins
enviaron
sentaswiftmessengertome,
y
andIcameatonce.
Iam
la
theWitchoftheNorth.”
“Oh,gracious!”
criedDorothy.
“Areyou
una
arealwitch?”
“Yes,indeed,”
respondió
answeredthelittlewoman.
“ButIam
una
agoodwitch,andthe
gente
peopleloveme.
Iamnotaspowerfulas
la
theWickedWitchwaswhoruled
aquí
here,orIshouldhaveset
la
thepeoplefreemyself.”
“ButI
pensaba
thoughtallwitcheswerewicked,”
dijo
saidthegirl,whowas
medio
halffrightenedatfacingarealwitch.
“Oh,
no
no,thatisagreatmistake.
Therewere
sólo
onlyfourwitchesinalltheLandofOz,
y
andtwoofthem,thosewho
viven
liveintheNorthandtheSouth,aregoodwitches.
I
sé
knowthisistrue,forIam
uno
oneofthemmyself,andcannotbemistaken.
Aquellos
ThosewhodweltintheEast
y
andtheWestwere,indeed,wickedwitches;
pero
butnowthatyouhave
matado
killedoneofthem,thereis
pero
butoneWickedWitchin
toda
alltheLandofOz—the
una
onewholivesintheWest.”
“But,”saidDorothy,after
un
amoment’sthought,“AuntEm
ha
hastoldmethatthewitcheswere
todas
alldead—yearsandyearsago.”
“WhoisAuntEm?”
inquired
la
thelittleoldwoman.
“SheismyauntwholivesinKansas,
donde
whereIcamefrom.”
TheWitchoftheNorthseemedto
pensar
thinkforatime,withher
cabeza
headbowedandhereyesupontheground.
Thenshe
miró
lookedupandsaid,“Idonot
sé
knowwhereKansasis,forI
he
haveneverheardthatcountrymentioned
antes
before.
Buttellme,isit
un
acivilizedcountry?”
“Oh,yes,”repliedDorothy.
“Then
eso
thataccountsforit.
In
los
thecivilizedcountriesIbelievethereare
no
nowitchesleft,norwizards,norsorceresses,normagicians.
Pero
But,yousee,theLandofOz
ha
hasneverbeencivilized,forwearecutofffromall
la
therestoftheworld.
Thereforewe
todavía
stillhavewitchesandwizardsamongstus.”
“Whoare
los
thewizards?”
askedDorothy.
“Ozhimselfisthe
Gran
GreatWizard,”answeredtheWitch,sinkinghervoiceto
un
awhisper.
“Heismorepowerfulthanall
el
therestofustogether.
Helivesinthe
Ciudad
CityofEmeralds.”
Dorothywas
iba
goingtoaskanotherquestion,
pero
butjustthentheMunchkins,whohadbeenstandingsilentlyby,
dieron
gavealoudshoutandpointedtothecornerofthe
casa
housewheretheWickedWitchhadbeenlying.
“Whatisit?”
preguntó
askedthelittleoldwoman,
y
andlooked,andbegantolaugh.
ThefeetofthedeadWitch
habían
haddisappearedentirely,andnothingwasleftbutthesilvershoes.
“Shewassoold,”explained
la
theWitchoftheNorth,“thatshedriedupquicklyin
la
thesun.Thatistheendofher.
Pero
Butthesilvershoesare
tuyos
yours,andyoushallhavethemtowear.”
Shereacheddown
y
andpickeduptheshoes,
y
andaftershakingthedustoutofthem
entregó
handedthemtoDorothy.
“TheWitchof
los
theEastwasproudof
esos
thosesilvershoes,”saidoneof
los
theMunchkins,“andthereissomecharmconnected
con
withthem;
butwhatitiswe
nunca
neverknew.”
Dorothycarriedtheshoesintothe
casa
houseandplacedthemonthetable.
Thenshecameout
de nuevo
againtotheMunchkinsand
dijo
said:.
“Iamanxioustoget
volver
backtomyauntanduncle,forIam
seguro
suretheywillworryabout
mí
me.
Canyouhelpme
encontrar
findmyway?”
TheMunchkins
y
andtheWitchfirstlookedat
uno
oneanother,andthenatDorothy,
y
andthenshooktheirheads.
“AttheEast,not
lejos
farfromhere,”saidone,“thereisa
gran
greatdesert,andnonecould
vivir
livetocrossit.”
“Itis
el
thesameattheSouth,”
dijo
saidanother,“forIhavebeen
allí
thereandseenit.
TheSouthisthe
país
countryoftheQuadlings.”
“Iamtold,”
dijo
saidthethirdman,“thatitis
el
thesameattheWest.
Y
Andthatcountry,wheretheWinkies
viven
live,isruledbytheWickedWitchoftheWest,whowouldmakeyouherslave
si
ifyoupassedherway.”
“TheNorthismyhome,”
dijo
saidtheoldlady,“andatitsedgeisthe
mismo
samegreatdesertthatsurrounds
esta
thisLandofOz.I’mafraid,mydear,you
es
willhavetolivewithus.”
Dorothybegantosobatthis,forshe
sentía
feltlonelyamongallthesestrange
gente
people.
Hertearsseemedtogrieve
los
thekind-heartedMunchkins,fortheyimmediatelytookouttheirhandkerchiefs
y
andbegantoweepalso.
Asforthelittleoldwoman,shetookoffhercap
y
andbalancedthepointonthe
extremo
endofhernose,whileshecounted“One,
dos
two,three”inasolemnvoice.
At
inmediato
oncethecapchangedto
una
aslate,onwhichwas
escrito
writteninbig,whitechalkmarks:.
“LETDOROTHYGOTOTHE
Ciudad
CITYOFEMERALDS”.
Thelittleoldwomantooktheslatefromhernose,
y
andhavingreadthewordsonit,
preguntó
asked,“IsyournameDorothy,mydear?”
“Yes,”
respondió
answeredthechild,lookingup
y
anddryinghertears.
“Thenyou
debes
mustgototheCityofEmeralds.
Tal vez
PerhapsOzwillhelpyou.”
“Whereis
esta
thiscity?”
askedDorothy.
“Itis
exactamente
exactlyinthecenterof
el
thecountry,andisruledbyOz,
el
theGreatWizardItoldyouof.”
“Ishe
un
agoodman?”