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

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Introduction
Folklore,legends,myths
y
andfairytaleshavefollowed
infancia
childhoodthroughtheages,for
cada
everyhealthyyoungsterhasawholesome
y
andinstinctiveloveforstoriesfantastic,marvelous
y
andmanifestlyunreal.
ThewingedfairiesofGrimm
y
andAndersenhavebroughtmore
felicidad
happinesstochildishheartsthan
todas
allotherhumancreations.
Yetthe
viejo
oldtimefairytale,having
servido
servedforgenerations,maynowbeclassedas“historical”inthechildren’s
biblioteca
library;
forthetimehas
llegado
comeforaseriesofnewer“wondertales”inwhichthestereotyped
genio
genie,dwarfandfairyare
eliminan
eliminated,togetherwithallthehorrible
y
andblood-curdlingincidentsdevisedbytheirauthorstopoint
una
afearsomemoraltoeachtale.
Modern
educación
educationincludesmorality;
thereforethe
moderno
modernchildseeksonlyentertainmentinitswondertales
y
andgladlydispenseswithalldisagreeableincident.
Teniendo
Havingthisthoughtinmind,the
historia
storyof“TheWonderfulWizardofOz”waswrittensolelyto
complacer
pleasechildrenoftoday.
Itaspirestobeing
un
amodernizedfairytale,inwhichthewonderment
y
andjoyareretainedandtheheartaches
y
andnightmaresareleftout.
L.
Capítulo
ChapterITheCyclone
Dorothy
vivía
livedinthemidstofthegreatKansasprairies,
con
withUncleHenry,whowas
un
afarmer,andAuntEm,whowasthefarmer’s
esposa
wife.
Theirhousewassmall,for
la
thelumbertobuildit
tenía
hadtobecarriedbywagon
muchos
manymiles.
Therewerefourwalls,a
piso
floorandaroof,whichmadeone
habitación
room;
andthisroomcontaineda
oxidado
rustylookingcookstove,acupboardforthedishes,a
mesa
table,threeorfourchairs,
y
andthebeds.
UncleHenry
y
andAuntEmhada
grande
bigbedinonecorner,
y
andDorothyalittlebedin
otra
anothercorner.
Therewasnogarretatall,
y
andnocellar—exceptasmall
agujero
holedugintheground,
llamado
calledacyclonecellar,wherethe
familia
familycouldgoincaseoneof
esos
thosegreatwhirlwindsarose,mighty
lo suficientemente
enoughtocrushanybuildinginits
camino
path.
Itwasreachedby
una
atrapdoorinthe
medio
middleofthefloor,from
cual
whichaladderleddownintothe
pequeño
small,darkhole.
WhenDorothy
paró
stoodinthedoorwayand
miró
lookedaround,shecouldsee
nada
nothingbutthegreatgray
pradera
prairieoneveryside.
Nota
árbol
treenorahousebroke
el
thebroadsweepofflat
campo
countrythatreachedtothe
borde
edgeoftheskyin
todas
alldirections.
Thesunhad
horneado
bakedtheplowedlandinto
una
agraymass,withlittlecracksrunningthroughit.
Siquiera
Eventhegrasswasnot
verde
green,forthesunhad
quemado
burnedthetopsofthelongblades
hasta que
untiltheywerethesamegray
color
colortobeseeneverywhere.
Una vez
Oncethehousehadbeenpainted,
pero
butthesunblisteredthe
pintura
paintandtherainswasheditaway,
y
andnowthehousewasasdull
y
andgrayaseverythingelse.
Cuando
WhenAuntEmcamethereto
vivir
liveshewasayoung,
bonita
prettywife.
Thesunand
viento
windhadchangedher,too.
They
habían
hadtakenthesparklefromhereyes
y
andleftthemasober
gris
gray;
theyhadtakenthe
rojo
redfromhercheeksandlips,
y
andtheyweregrayalso.
Shewas
delgada
thinandgaunt,andnever
sonrió
smilednow.
WhenDorothy,whowasanorphan,
primera
firstcametoher,AuntEm
había
hadbeensostartledby
la
thechild’slaughterthatshe
era
wouldscreamandpressher
mano
handuponherheartwheneverDorothy’s
alegre
merryvoicereachedherears;
y
andshestilllookedat
la
thelittlegirlwithwonderthatshe
podía
couldfindanythingtolaughat.
UncleHenry
nunca
neverlaughed.
Heworkedhardfrom
mañana
morningtillnightanddidnot
sabía
knowwhatjoywas.
Hewas
gris
grayalso,fromhislong
barba
beardtohisroughboots,
y
andhelookedsternand
solemne
solemn,andrarelyspoke.
ItwasTotothat
hizo
madeDorothylaugh,andsavedherfromgrowingas
gris
grayasherothersurroundings.
Totowasnot
gris
gray;
hewasalittle
negro
blackdog,withlongsilky
pelo
hairandsmallblackeyesthattwinkledmerrilyoneither
lado
sideofhisfunny,wee
nariz
nose.
Totoplayedalldaylong,
y
andDorothyplayedwithhim,
y
andlovedhimdearly.
Today,however,theywerenot
jugando
playing.
UncleHenrysatuponthe
puerta
doorstepandlookedanxiouslyatthe
cielo
sky,whichwasevengrayer
de
thanusual.
Dorothystoodin
la
thedoorwithTotoinherarms,
y
andlookedatthesky
también
too.
AuntEmwaswashingthedishes.
Fromthefar
norte
norththeyheardalowwailofthewind,
y
andUncleHenryandDorothy
podían
couldseewherethelong
hierba
grassbowedinwavesbeforethecoming
tormenta
storm.
Therenowcameasharpwhistlinginthe
aire
airfromthesouth,andastheyturnedtheireyes
esa
thatwaytheysawripplesinthe
hierba
grasscomingfromthatdirection
también
also.
SuddenlyUncleHenrystoodup.
“There’s
un
acyclonecoming,Em,”hecalledtohis
esposa
wife.
“I’llgolookafterthestock.”
Thenhe
corrió
rantowardtheshedswherethecows
y
andhorseswerekept.
AuntEmdroppedher
trabajo
workandcametothe
puerta
door.
Oneglancetoldherofthe
peligro
dangercloseathand.
“Quick,Dorothy!”
she
gritó
screamed.
“Runforthecellar!”
Toto
saltó
jumpedoutofDorothy’sarms
y
andhidunderthebed,
y
andthegirlstartedtogethim.
Tía
AuntEm,badlyfrightened,threw
abrió
openthetrapdoorinthe
suelo
floorandclimbeddownthe
escalera
ladderintothesmall,dark
agujero
hole.
DorothycaughtTotoat
fin
lastandstartedtofollowher
tía
aunt.
Whenshewashalfwayacrossthe
habitación
roomtherecameagreatshriekfromthewind,
y
andthehouseshooksohardthatshe
perdió
lostherfootingandsatdown
de repente
suddenlyuponthefloor.
Thena
extraño
strangethinghappened.
Thehousewhirledaround
dos
twoorthreetimesandrose
lentamente
slowlythroughtheair.
Dorothy
sintió
feltasifsheweregoingupin
un
aballoon.
Thenorthand
sur
southwindsmetwherethe
casa
housestood,andmadeitthe
exacto
exactcenterofthecyclone.
Inthe
medio
middleofacyclonethe
aire
airisgenerallystill,butthe
gran
greatpressureofthewindon
cada
everysideofthehouse
elevó
raisedituphigherandhigher,
hasta que
untilitwasattheverytopofthecyclone;
y
andthereitremainedandwascarriedmiles
y
andmilesawayaseasilyasyou
podía
couldcarryafeather.
Itwas
muy
verydark,andthewind
aullaba
howledhorriblyaroundher,butDorothy
encontró
foundshewasridingquiteeasily.
Afterthefirstfewwhirlsaround,
y
andoneothertimewhenthe
casa
housetippedbadly,shefeltas
si
ifshewerebeingrocked
suavemente
gently,likeababyina
cuna
cradle.
Totodidnotlikeit.
He
corrió
ranabouttheroom,now
aquí
here,nowthere,barkingloudly;
pero
butDorothysatquitestillon
el
thefloorandwaitedto
ver
seewhatwouldhappen.
OnceTotogot
demasiado
tooneartheopentrapdoor,
y
andfellin;
andat
principio
firstthelittlegirlthoughtshe
había
hadlosthim.
Butsoonshe
vio
sawoneofhisearsstickingupthrough
la
thehole,forthestrong
presión
pressureoftheairwas
mantenía
keepinghimupsothathe
pudiera
couldnotfall.
Shecrepttothe
agujero
hole,caughtTotobythe
oreja
ear,anddraggedhimintothe
habitación
roomagain,afterwardclosingthe
trampa
trapdoorsothatno
más
moreaccidentscouldhappen.
Hour
tras
afterhourpassedaway,and
lentamente
slowlyDorothygotoverher
miedo
fright;
butshefeltquitelonely,
y
andthewindshriekedso
fuerte
loudlyallaboutherthatshe
casi
nearlybecamedeaf.
Atfirstshe
había
hadwonderedifshewouldbedashedtopieces
cuando
whenthehousefellagain;
pero
butasthehourspassed
y
andnothingterriblehappened,she
dejó
stoppedworryingandresolvedto
esperar
waitcalmlyandseewhatthe
futuro
futurewouldbring.
Atlastshe
arrastró
crawledovertheswayingfloortoher
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
andTotoputhiscoldlittle
nariz
noseintoherfaceandwhineddismally.
Dorothy
sentó
satupandnoticedthat
la
thehousewasnotmoving;
ni
norwasitdark,for
la
thebrightsunshinecameinat
la
thewindow,floodingthelittle
habitación
room.
Shesprangfromher
cama
bedandwithTotoatherheels
corrió
ranandopenedthedoor.
Thelittle
niña
girlgaveacryofamazement
y
andlookedabouther,hereyes
creciendo
growingbiggerandbiggeratthewonderfulsightsshe
vio
saw.
Thecyclonehadsetthe
casa
housedownverygently—foracyclone—inthemidstof
un
acountryofmarvelousbeauty.
Therewerelovelypatchesofgreensward
todas
allabout,withstatelytreesbearingrich
y
andlusciousfruits.
Banksofgorgeousflowerswereoneveryhand,
y
andbirdswithrareand
brillante
brilliantplumagesangandflutteredin
los
thetreesandbushes.
Alittlewayoffwasasmallbrook,rushing
y
andsparklingalongbetweengreenbanks,
y
andmurmuringinavoice
muy
verygratefultoalittle
niña
girlwhohadlivedso
tiempo
longonthedry,grayprairies.
Mientras
Whileshestoodlookingeagerlyat
las
thestrangeandbeautifulsights,she
notó
noticedcomingtowardhera
grupo
groupofthequeerestpeopleshe
había
hadeverseen.
Theywerenotasbigas
la
thegrownfolkshehad
siempre
alwaysbeenusedto;
but
tampoco
neitherweretheyverysmall.
In
hecho
fact,theyseemedaboutastallasDorothy,whowas
una
awell-grownchildforherage,
aunque
althoughtheywere,sofaraslooksgo,
muchos
manyyearsolder.
Threeweremen
y
andoneawoman,and
todos
allwereoddlydressed.
They
llevaban
woreroundhatsthatroseto
un
asmallpointafoot
encima
abovetheirheads,withlittlebellsaround
los
thebrimsthattinkledsweetlyasthey
movían
moved.
Thehatsofthemenwereblue;
thelittlewoman’s
sombrero
hatwaswhite,andshe
llevaba
woreawhitegownthat
colgaba
hunginpleatsfromhershoulders.
Sobre
Overitweresprinkledlittlestarsthatglistenedin
el
thesunlikediamonds.
Themenweredressedin
azul
blue,ofthesameshadeastheirhats,
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,theypausedand
susurraron
whisperedamongthemselves,asif
miedo
afraidtocomefarther.
But
la
thelittleoldwomanwalkeduptoDorothy,
hizo
madealowbowand
dijo
said,inasweetvoice:.
“Youare
bienvenida
welcome,mostnobleSorceress,tothe
tierra
landoftheMunchkins.
Wearesogratefultoyoufor
haber
havingkilledtheWickedWitchof
la
theEast,andforsettingour
pueblo
peoplefreefrombondage.”
Dorothy
escuchó
listenedtothisspeechwith
asombro
wonder.
Whatcouldthelittle
mujer
womanpossiblymeanbycallingherasorceress,
y
andsayingshehadkilled
la
theWickedWitchofthe
Este
East?
Dorothywasaninnocent,harmlesslittle
niña
girl,whohadbeencarriedbyacyclonemanymilesfrom
casa
home;
andshehadnever
matado
killedanythinginallher
vida
life.
Butthelittlewoman
evidentemente
evidentlyexpectedhertoanswer;
soDorothy
dijo
said,withhesitation,“Youare
muy
verykind,buttheremustbesome
error
mistake.
Ihavenotkilledanything.”
“Your
casa
housedid,anyway,”repliedthelittleoldwoman,
con
withalaugh,“andthatis
la
thesamething.
See!”
she
continuó
continued,pointingtothecornerof
la
thehouse.
“Thereareher
dos
twofeet,stillstickingoutfrom
debajo
underablockofwood.”
Dorothy
miró
looked,andgavealittle
grito
cryoffright.
There,indeed,
justo
justunderthecornerof
la
thegreatbeamthehouse
descansaba
restedon,twofeetwerestickingout,shodinsilver
zapatos
shoeswithpointedtoes.
“Oh,dear!
Oh,dear!”
lloró
criedDorothy,claspingherhandstogetherindismay.
“The
casa
housemusthavefallenon
ella
her.
Whatevershallwedo?”
“Thereis
nada
nothingtobedone,”said
la
thelittlewomancalmly.
“But
quién
whowasshe?”
askedDorothy.
“Shewas
la
theWickedWitchofthe
Este
East,asIsaid,”answered
la
thelittlewoman.
“Shehas
mantenido
heldalltheMunchkinsin
esclavitud
bondageformanyyears,makingthemslaveforher
noche
nightandday.
Nowtheyare
todos
allsetfree,andaregratefultoyoufor
el
thefavor.”
“WhoaretheMunchkins?”
preguntó
inquiredDorothy.
“Theyarethe
gente
peoplewholiveinthis
tierra
landoftheEastwhere
la
theWickedWitchruled.”
“Areyou
un
aMunchkin?”
askedDorothy.
“No,
pero
butIamtheirfriend,
aunque
althoughIliveinthe
tierra
landoftheNorth.
Whenthey
vieron
sawtheWitchofthe
Este
EastwasdeadtheMunchkins
enviaron
sentaswiftmessengertome,
y
andIcameatonce.
Iam
la
theWitchoftheNorth.”
“Oh,gracious!”
criedDorothy.
“Areyou
una
arealwitch?”
“Yes,indeed,”
respondió
answeredthelittlewoman.
“ButIam
una
agoodwitch,andthe
gente
peopleloveme.
Iamnotas
poderoso
powerfulastheWickedWitchwaswho
gobernaba
ruledhere,orIshould
haber
havesetthepeoplefreemyself.”
“ButI
pensaba
thoughtallwitcheswerewicked,”
dijo
saidthegirl,whowas
medio
halffrightenedatfacingareal
bruja
witch.
“Oh,no,thatis
un
agreatmistake.
Therewere
sólo
onlyfourwitchesinallthe
Tierra
LandofOz,andtwoofthem,thosewho
viven
liveintheNorthandthe
Sur
South,aregoodwitches.
I
sé
knowthisistrue,forIam
uno
oneofthemmyself,andcannotbemistaken.
Aquellos
Thosewhodweltinthe
Este
EastandtheWestwere,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.”
“Whois
Tía
AuntEm?”
inquiredthelittleoldwoman.
“Sheismy
tía
auntwholivesinKansas,
donde
whereIcamefrom.”
The
Bruja
WitchoftheNorthseemedto
pensar
thinkforatime,withher
cabeza
headbowedandhereyesuponthe
suelo
ground.
Thenshelookedup
y
andsaid,“Idonot
sé
knowwhereKansasis,forI
he
haveneverheardthatcountrymentioned
antes
before.
Buttellme,isit
un
acivilizedcountry?”
“Oh,yes,”
respondió
repliedDorothy.
“Thenthataccountsforit.
In
los
thecivilizedcountriesIbelievethereare
no
nowitchesleft,norwizards,
ni
norsorceresses,normagicians.
But,you
ves
see,theLandofOz
ha
hasneverbeencivilized,forwearecutofffromall
la
therestoftheworld.
Por lo tanto
Thereforewestillhavewitches
y
andwizardsamongstus.”
“Whoare
los
thewizards?”
askedDorothy.
“Ozhimselfisthe
Gran
GreatWizard,”answeredtheWitch,
hundiendo
sinkinghervoicetoa
susurro
whisper.
“Heismorepowerfulthanall
el
therestofustogether.
Helivesinthe
Ciudad
CityofEmeralds.”
Dorothywas
iba
goingtoaskanotherquestion,
pero
butjustthentheMunchkins,whohadbeenstandingsilentlyby,
dieron
gavealoudshoutandpointedtothe
esquina
cornerofthehousewheretheWicked
Bruja
Witchhadbeenlying.
“Whatisit?”
preguntó
askedthelittleoldwoman,
y
andlooked,andbeganto
reírse
laugh.
Thefeetofthedead
Bruja
Witchhaddisappearedentirely,and
nada
nothingwasleftbutthesilver
zapatos
shoes.
“Shewassoold,”
explicó
explainedtheWitchofthe
Norte
North,“thatshedriedup
rápidamente
quicklyinthesun.Thatis
la
theendofher.
But
los
thesilvershoesareyours,
y
andyoushallhavethemtowear.”
Shereacheddown
y
andpickeduptheshoes,
y
andaftershakingthedustoutofthem
entregó
handedthemtoDorothy.
“The
Bruja
WitchoftheEastwasproudof
esos
thosesilvershoes,”saidoneof
los
theMunchkins,“andthereissome
encanto
charmconnectedwiththem;
butwhatitiswe
nunca
neverknew.”
Dorothycarriedthe
zapatos
shoesintothehouseandplacedthemonthe
mesa
table.
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.
“Atthe
Este
East,notfarfromhere,”
dijo
saidone,“thereisa
gran
greatdesert,andnonecould
vivir
livetocrossit.”
“Itis
el
thesameattheSouth,”
dijo
saidanother,“forIhavebeen
allí
thereandseenit.
The
Sur
SouthisthecountryoftheQuadlings.”
“Iamtold,”
dijo
saidthethirdman,“thatitis
el
thesameattheWest.
Y
Andthatcountry,wheretheWinkies
viven
live,isruledbytheWicked
Bruja
WitchoftheWest,whowouldmakeyouher
esclavo
slaveifyoupassedherway.”
“The
Norte
Northismyhome,”saidtheoldlady,“andatits
borde
edgeisthesamegreat
desierto
desertthatsurroundsthisLandofOz.I’mafraid,mydear,you
es
willhavetolivewithus.”
Dorothy
comenzó
begantosobatthis,forshe
sentía
feltlonelyamongallthesestrange
gente
people.
Hertearsseemedto
entristecer
grievethekind-heartedMunchkins,forthey
inmediatamente
immediatelytookouttheirhandkerchiefs
y
andbegantoweepalso.
Asforthelittleoldwoman,shetookoffher
gorra
capandbalancedthepointonthe
extremo
endofhernose,whileshe
contaba
counted“One,two,three”ina
solemne
solemnvoice.
Atoncethe
gorra
capchangedtoaslate,onwhichwas
escrito
writteninbig,whitechalkmarks:.
“LETDOROTHYGOTOTHE
Ciudad
CITYOFEMERALDS”.
Thelittleoldwomantookthe
pizarra
slatefromhernose,and
haber
havingreadthewordsonit,
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?”