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The Wonderful Wizard of Oz | Gradually Hardening Swedish A1-B2

The Wonderful Wizard of Oz | Gradually Hardening Swedish A1-B2

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Introduction
Folklore,legends,myths
och
andfairytaleshavefollowedchildhood
genom
throughtheages,foreveryhealthyyoungster
har
hasawholesomeandinstinctive
kärlek
loveforstoriesfantastic,marvelous
och
andmanifestlyunreal.
ThewingedfairiesofGrimm
och
andAndersenhavebroughtmorehappinesstochildishhearts
än
thanallotherhumancreations.
Ändå
Yettheoldtimefairytale,
har
havingservedforgenerations,may
nu
nowbeclassedas“historical”in
den
thechildren’slibrary;
forthe
tiden
timehascomefora
serie
seriesofnewer“wondertales”inwhichthestereotypedgenie,
dvärgen
dwarfandfairyareeliminated,
tillsammans
togetherwithallthehorrible
och
andblood-curdlingincidentsdevisedbytheirauthorsto
peka
pointafearsomemoralto
varje
eachtale.
Moderneducationincludes
moral
morality;
thereforethemodernchild
söker
seeksonlyentertainmentinitswondertales
och
andgladlydispenseswithalldisagreeableincident.
Having
denna
thisthoughtinmind,thestoryof“The
Underbara
WonderfulWizardofOz”waswritten
uteslutande
solelytopleasechildrenoftoday.
Itaspirestobeing
en
amodernizedfairytale,inwhichthewonderment
och
andjoyareretainedandtheheartaches
och
andnightmaresareleftout.
L.
Kapitel
ChapterITheCyclone
Dorothy
bodde
livedinthemidstof
de
thegreatKansasprairies,with
Farbror
UncleHenry,whowasa
bonde
farmer,andAuntEm,whowas
de
thefarmer’swife.
Theirhousewas
litet
small,forthelumberto
bygga
buildithadtobecarriedby
vagn
wagonmanymiles.
Therewere
fyra
fourwalls,afloorandaroof,which
gjorde
madeoneroom;
andthis
rummet
roomcontainedarustylookingcookstove,a
skåp
cupboardforthedishes,a
bord
table,threeorfourchairs,
och
andthebeds.
UncleHenry
och
andAuntEmhada
stor
bigbedinonecorner,
och
andDorothyalittlebedinanother
hörn
corner.
Therewasnogarretatall,
och
andnocellar—exceptasmall
hål
holedugintheground,calledacyclone
källare
cellar,wherethefamilycould
gå
goincaseoneof
dessa
thosegreatwhirlwindsarose,mighty
nog
enoughtocrushanybuildinginits
väg
path.
Itwasreachedby
en
atrapdoorinthe
mitten
middleofthefloor,fromwhich
en
aladderleddowninto
det
thesmall,darkhole.
WhenDorothy
stod
stoodinthedoorwayandlooked
omkring
around,shecouldseenothingbut
den
thegreatgrayprairieoneveryside.
Not
ett
atreenorahouse
bröt
brokethebroadsweepofflatcountry
som
thatreachedtotheedgeof
det
theskyinalldirections.
The
solen
sunhadbakedtheplowedlandinto
en
agraymass,withlittlecracksrunning
genom
throughit.
Eventhegrasswasnot
grönt
green,forthesunhad
bränt
burnedthetopsofthelongblades
tills
untiltheywerethesame
grå
graycolortobeseen
överallt
everywhere.
Oncethehousehadbeen
målat
painted,butthesunblisteredthe
färgen
paintandtherainswashedit
bort
away,andnowthehousewasasdull
och
andgrayaseverythingelse.
När
WhenAuntEmcamethereto
bo
liveshewasayoung,
vacker
prettywife.
Thesunandwind
hade
hadchangedher,too.
They
hade
hadtakenthesparklefromhereyes
och
andleftthemasober
grå
gray;
theyhadtakenthe
röda
redfromhercheeksandlips,
och
andtheyweregrayalso.
Shewasthin
och
andgaunt,andneversmiled
nu
now.
WhenDorothy,whowasan
föräldralös
orphan,firstcametoher,
Moster
AuntEmhadbeensostartledbythechild’s
skratt
laughterthatshewouldscream
och
andpressherhanduponher
hjärta
heartwheneverDorothy’smerryvoice
nådde
reachedherears;
andshe
fortfarande
stilllookedatthelittlegirlwith
undrade
wonderthatshecouldfind
något
anythingtolaughat.
UncleHenry
aldrig
neverlaughed.
Heworkedhardfrom
morgon
morningtillnightanddidnot
visste
knowwhatjoywas.
Hewas
grå
grayalso,fromhislong
skägg
beardtohisroughboots,
och
andhelookedsternand
högtidlig
solemn,andrarelyspoke.
ItwasTotothatmadeDorothy
skratta
laugh,andsavedherfromgrowingas
grå
grayasherothersurroundings.
Totowasnot
grå
gray;
hewasalittle
svart
blackdog,withlongsilky
hår
hairandsmallblackeyes
som
thattwinkledmerrilyoneithersideofhisfunny,wee
näsa
nose.
Totoplayedalldaylong,
och
andDorothyplayedwithhim,
och
andlovedhimdearly.
Today,however,theywerenot
spelade
playing.
UncleHenrysatuponthedoorstep
och
andlookedanxiouslyatthe
himlen
sky,whichwasevengrayer
än
thanusual.
Dorothystoodinthe
dörren
doorwithTotoinherarms,
och
andlookedatthesky
också
too.
AuntEmwaswashingthedishes.
Fromthefar
norr
norththeyheardalowwailofthewind,
och
andUncleHenryandDorothy
kunde
couldseewherethelong
gräset
grassbowedinwavesbeforethecomingstorm.
There
nu
nowcameasharpwhistlingintheairfromthe
söder
south,andastheyturnedtheireyesthatwaythey
såg
sawripplesinthegrass
komma
comingfromthatdirectionalso.
Plötsligt
SuddenlyUncleHenrystoodup.
“There’sacyclonecoming,Em,”hecalledtohis
fru
wife.
“I’llgolookafterthestock.”
Thenhe
sprang
rantowardtheshedswherethecows
och
andhorseswerekept.
AuntEmdroppedher
arbete
workandcametothe
dörren
door.
Oneglancetoldherof
den
thedangercloseathand.
“Quick,Dorothy!”
she
skrek
screamed.
“Runforthecellar!”
Toto
hoppade
jumpedoutofDorothy’sarms
och
andhidunderthebed,
och
andthegirlstartedtoget
honom
him.
AuntEm,badlyfrightened,
kastade
threwopenthetrapdoorin
det
thefloorandclimbeddown
det
theladderintothesmall,
mörka
darkhole.
DorothycaughtTotoatlast
och
andstartedtofollowher
moster
aunt.
Whenshewashalfway
över
acrosstheroomtherecame
ett
agreatshriekfromthewind,
och
andthehouseshookso
hårt
hardthatshelostherfooting
och
andsatdownsuddenlyuponthe
golvet
floor.
Thenastrangething
hände
happened.
Thehousewhirledaround
två
twoorthreetimesandrose
långsamt
slowlythroughtheair.
Dorothy
kände
feltasifshewere
åkte
goingupinaballoon.
The
norra
northandsouthwindsmetwherethe
huset
housestood,andmadeitthe
exakta
exactcenterofthecyclone.
Inthe
mitten
middleofacyclonetheairisgenerally
stilla
still,butthegreatpressureofthewindon
varje
everysideofthehouseraisedit
upp
uphigherandhigher,untilitwasatthevery
toppen
topofthecyclone;
andthereitremained
och
andwascarriedmilesandmiles
bort
awayaseasilyasyou
kunde
couldcarryafeather.
Itwas
mycket
verydark,andthewind
ylade
howledhorriblyaroundher,butDorothy
fann
foundshewasridingquiteeasily.
After
de
thefirstfewwhirlsaround,
och
andoneothertimewhen
de
thehousetippedbadly,she
kände
feltasifshewerebeingrocked
försiktigt
gently,likeababyin
en
acradle.
Totodidnot
gillade
likeit.
Heranaboutthe
rummet
room,nowhere,nowthere,
skäller
barkingloudly;
butDorothysat
helt
quitestillonthefloor
och
andwaitedtoseewhatwould
hända
happen.
OnceTotogottoo
nära
neartheopentrapdoor,
och
andfellin;
andat
först
firstthelittlegirlthoughtshe
hade
hadlosthim.
Butsoonshe
såg
sawoneofhisears
sticka
stickingupthroughthehole,for
det
thestrongpressureoftheairwas
höll
keepinghimupsothathe
kunde
couldnotfall.
Shecrepttothe
hålet
hole,caughtTotobythe
örat
ear,anddraggedhimintothe
rummet
roomagain,afterwardclosingthetrapdoorsothatnomoreaccidents
kunde
couldhappen.
Hourafterhourpassedaway,
och
andslowlyDorothygotoverher
skräck
fright;
butshefeltquite
ensam
lonely,andthewindshriekedso
högt
loudlyallaboutherthatshe
nästan
nearlybecamedeaf.
Atfirstshe
hade
hadwonderedifshewouldbedashedtopieces
när
whenthehousefellagain;
men
butasthehourspassed
och
andnothingterriblehappened,she
slutade
stoppedworryingandresolvedto
vänta
waitcalmlyandseewhatthe
framtiden
futurewouldbring.
Atlastshe
kröp
crawledovertheswayingfloortoher
säng
bed,andlaydownuponit;
och
andTotofollowedandlaydown
bredvid
besideher.
ChapterIITheCouncil
med
withtheMunchkins
Shewasawakenedby
en
ashock,sosuddenand
allvarlig
severethatifDorothyhadnotbeen
legat
lyingonthesoftbedshe
kunde
mighthavebeenhurt.
Asitwas,
det
thejarmadehercatchherbreath
och
andwonderwhathadhappened;
och
andTotoputhiscold
lilla
littlenoseintoherface
och
andwhineddismally.
Dorothysat
upp
upandnoticedthatthe
huset
housewasnotmoving;
norwasit
mörkt
dark,forthebrightsunshine
kom
cameinatthewindow,
översvämmade
floodingthelittleroom.
Shesprangfromher
säng
bedandwithTotoatherheels
sprang
ranandopenedthedoor.
The
lilla
littlegirlgaveacryofamazement
och
andlookedabouther,hereyesgrowing
större
biggerandbiggeratthe
underbara
wonderfulsightsshesaw.
Thecyclone
hade
hadsetthehousedown
mycket
verygently—foracyclone—inthemidstofa
land
countryofmarvelousbeauty.
Therewere
vackra
lovelypatchesofgreenswardallabout,
med
withstatelytreesbearingrich
och
andlusciousfruits.
Banksof
vackra
gorgeousflowerswereoneveryhand,
och
andbirdswithrareand
glänsande
brilliantplumagesangandflutteredinthetrees
och
andbushes.
Alittleway
bort
offwasasmallbrook,rushing
och
andsparklingalongbetweengreenbanks,
och
andmurmuringinavoice
mycket
verygratefultoalittle
flicka
girlwhohadlivedso
länge
longonthedry,grayprairies.
Medan
Whileshestoodlookingeagerlyat
de
thestrangeandbeautifulsights,she
märkte
noticedcomingtowardhera
grupp
groupofthequeerestpeopleshe
hade
hadeverseen.
Theywerenotas
stora
bigasthegrownfolkshe
hade
hadalwaysbeenusedto;
men
butneitherweretheyvery
små
small.
Infact,theyseemedaboutastallasDorothy,whowas
ett
awell-grownchildforher
ålder
age,althoughtheywere,sofaraslooks
går
go,manyyearsolder.
Threeweremen
och
andoneawoman,andallwereoddlydressed.
They
bar
woreroundhatsthatroseto
en
asmallpointafoot
över
abovetheirheads,withlittlebells
runt
aroundthebrimsthattinkled
sött
sweetlyastheymoved.
Thehatsofthemenwere
blå
blue;
thelittlewoman’shatwas
vit
white,andsheworea
vit
whitegownthathunginpleatsfromhershoulders.
Över
Overitweresprinkledlittlestars
som
thatglistenedinthesunlikediamonds.
Themenweredressedin
blått
blue,ofthesameshadeastheirhats,
och
andworewell-polishedbootswith
en
adeeprollofblueatthetops.
Themen,Dorothy
tänkte
thought,wereaboutasoldas
Farbror
UncleHenry,fortwoofthem
hade
hadbeards.
Butthelittlewomanwasdoubtless
mycket
mucholder.
Herfacewas
täckt
coveredwithwrinkles,herhairwas
nästan
nearlywhite,andshewalked
ganska
ratherstiffly.
Whenthesepeopledrewnear
de
thehousewhereDorothywas
stod
standinginthedoorway,theypaused
och
andwhisperedamongthemselves,asif
rädda
afraidtocomefarther.
But
den
thelittleoldwomanwalkeduptoDorothy,
gjorde
madealowbowand
sa
said,inasweetvoice:.
“Youare
välkommen
welcome,mostnobleSorceress,tothe
land
landoftheMunchkins.
Wearesogratefultoyouforhaving
dödade
killedtheWickedWitchof
den
theEast,andforsettingour
folk
peoplefreefrombondage.”
Dorothy
lyssnade
listenedtothisspeechwith
förundran
wonder.
Whatcouldthelittlewomanpossibly
menat
meanbycallingherasorceress,
och
andsayingshehadkilled
den
theWickedWitchofthe
Öst
East?
Dorothywasaninnocent,
ofarlig
harmlesslittlegirl,whohadbeencarriedby
en
acyclonemanymilesfromhome;
och
andshehadneverkilled
något
anythinginallherlife.
Men
Butthelittlewomanevidently
förväntade
expectedhertoanswer;
soDorothy
sa
said,withhesitation,“Youare
väldigt
verykind,buttheremustbesome
misstag
mistake.
Ihavenotkilledanything.”
“Your
hus
housedid,anyway,”repliedthe
lilla
littleoldwoman,witha
skratt
laugh,“andthatisthe
samma
samething.
See!”
shecontinued,
pekade
pointingtothecornerofthe
huset
house.
“Therearehertwo
fötter
feet,stillstickingoutfromunder
ett
ablockofwood.”
Dorothy
tittade
looked,andgavealittlecryof
skräck
fright.
There,indeed,justunder
den
thecornerofthegreatbeam
den
thehouserestedon,two
fötter
feetwerestickingout,shodinsilvershoes
med
withpointedtoes.
“Oh,dear!
Oh,dear!”
grät
criedDorothy,claspingherhands
ihop
togetherindismay.
“Thehouse
måste
musthavefallenonher.
Vad
Whatevershallwedo?”
“Thereis
inget
nothingtobedone,”said
den
thelittlewomancalmly.
“Butwhowasshe?”
frågade
askedDorothy.
“ShewastheWicked
Häxan
WitchoftheEast,asIsaid,”
svarade
answeredthelittlewoman.
“She
har
hasheldalltheMunchkinsin
slaveri
bondageformanyyears,makingthemslaveforher
natt
nightandday.
Nowtheyareallset
fria
free,andaregratefultoyoufor
de
thefavor.”
“WhoaretheMunchkins?”
frågade
inquiredDorothy.
“Theyarethepeoplewho
bor
liveinthislandofthe
Öster
EastwheretheWickedWitchruled.”
“Areyou
en
aMunchkin?”
askedDorothy.
“No,
men
butIamtheirfriend,
även om
althoughIliveinthe
landet
landoftheNorth.
Whenthey
såg
sawtheWitchoftheEastwas
död
deadtheMunchkinssentaswift
budbärare
messengertome,andI
kom
cameatonce.
Iamthe
Häxan
WitchoftheNorth.”
“Oh,gracious!”
grät
criedDorothy.
“Areyouarealwitch?”
“Yes,indeed,”
svarade
answeredthelittlewoman.
“ButIam
en
agoodwitch,andthepeople
älskar
loveme.
Iamnotaspowerfulas
den
theWickedWitchwaswhoruled
här
here,orIshouldhaveset
den
thepeoplefreemyself.”
“ButI
trodde
thoughtallwitcheswerewicked,”
sa
saidthegirl,whowas
halvt
halffrightenedatfacingareal
häxa
witch.
“Oh,no,thatis
ett
agreatmistake.
Therewere
bara
onlyfourwitchesinallthe
Landet
LandofOz,andtwoofthem,thosewho
bor
liveintheNorthandthe
Söder
South,aregoodwitches.
I
vet
knowthisistrue,forIamoneofthemmyself,
och
andcannotbemistaken.
Thosewho
bodde
dweltintheEastand
de
theWestwere,indeed,wickedwitches;
men
butnowthatyouhave
dödat
killedoneofthem,thereis
men
butoneWickedWitchinallthe
Land
LandofOz—theonewholivesintheWest.”
“But,”
sa
saidDorothy,afteramoment’sthought,“AuntEm
ha
hastoldmethatthewitcheswerealldead—yearsandyearsago.”
“Whois
Moster
AuntEm?”
inquiredthelittle
gamla
oldwoman.
“Sheismy
moster
auntwholivesinKansas,whereI
kommer
camefrom.”
TheWitchofthe
Norr
Northseemedtothinkfor
ett
atime,withherheadbowed
och
andhereyesupontheground.
Thenshe
tittade
lookedupandsaid,“Idonot
vet
knowwhereKansasis,forI
har
haveneverheardthatcountrymentionedbefore.
Men
Buttellme,isit
ett
acivilizedcountry?”
“Oh,yes,”
svarade
repliedDorothy.
“Thenthataccountsforit.
Inthe
civiliserade
civilizedcountriesIbelievethereare
inte
nowitchesleft,norwizards,
eller
norsorceresses,normagicians.
But,you
ser
see,theLandofOz
har
hasneverbeencivilized,forwearecutofffromallthe
resten
restoftheworld.
Thereforewe
fortfarande
stillhavewitchesandwizards
bland
amongstus.”
“Whoarethewizards?”
frågade
askedDorothy.
“Ozhimselfis
den
theGreatWizard,”answeredthe
Häxan
Witch,sinkinghervoiceto
en
awhisper.
“Heismorepowerful
än
thanalltherestofus
tillsammans
together.
HelivesintheCityofEmeralds.”
Dorothywasgoingtoask
en annan
anotherquestion,butjustthen
den
theMunchkins,whohadbeen
stått
standingsilentlyby,gavea
högt
loudshoutandpointedto
den
thecornerofthehousewhere
den
theWickedWitchhadbeen
legat
lying.
“Whatisit?”
asked
den
thelittleoldwoman,and
tittade
looked,andbegantolaugh.
The
fötter
feetofthedeadWitch
hade
haddisappearedentirely,andnothingwasleftbutthesilvershoes.
“Shewassoold,”
förklarade
explainedtheWitchofthe
Norra
North,“thatshedriedup
snabbt
quicklyinthesun.Thatis
det
theendofher.
But
de
thesilvershoesareyours,
och
andyoushallhavethemtowear.”
Shereached
ner
downandpickedupthe
skorna
shoes,andaftershakingthe
dammet
dustoutofthemhandedthemtoDorothy.
“The
Häxa
WitchoftheEastwasproudofthosesilvershoes,”
sa
saidoneoftheMunchkins,“andthereissome
charm
charmconnectedwiththem;
butwhatitiswe
aldrig
neverknew.”
Dorothycarriedthe
skorna
shoesintothehouseandplacedthemonthe
bordet
table.
ThenshecameoutagaintotheMunchkins
och
andsaid:.
“Iamanxiousto
komma
getbacktomyaunt
och
anduncle,forIam
säker
suretheywillworryaboutme.
Kan
Canyouhelpmefindmyway?”
TheMunchkins
och
andtheWitchfirstlookedatoneanother,
och
andthenatDorothy,andthenshooktheirheads.
“At
det
theEast,notfarfromhere,”
sa
saidone,“thereisa
stor
greatdesert,andnonecould
leva
livetocrossit.”
“Itis
det
thesameattheSouth,”
sa
saidanother,“forIhavebeenthere
och
andseenit.
TheSouthisthe
land
countryoftheQuadlings.”
“Iamtold,”
sa
saidthethirdman,“thatitisthesameatthe
Väst
West.
Andthatcountry,wheretheWinkies
bor
live,isruledbytheWicked
Häxan
WitchoftheWest,whowould
göra
makeyouherslaveifyoupassedherway.”
“TheNorthismyhome,”
sa
saidtheoldlady,“andatitsedgeis
den
thesamegreatdesertthat
omger
surroundsthisLandofOz.I’m
rädd
afraid,mydear,youwill
måste
havetolivewithus.”
Dorothy
började
begantosobatthis,forshe
kände
feltlonelyamongallthese
främmande
strangepeople.
Hertearsseemedtogrieve
de
thekind-heartedMunchkins,forthey
omedelbart
immediatelytookouttheirhandkerchiefs
och
andbegantoweepalso.
Asforthe
lilla
littleoldwoman,shetookoffher
mössa
capandbalancedthepointonthe
slutet
endofhernose,whileshe
räknade
counted“One,two,three”in
en
asolemnvoice.
Atonce
det
thecapchangedtoaslate,onwhichwaswrittenin
stora
big,whitechalkmarks:.
“LETDOROTHY
Gå
GOTOTHECITYOFEMERALDS”.
The
lilla
littleoldwomantooktheslatefromher
näsa
nose,andhavingreadthewordsonit,
frågade
asked,“IsyournameDorothy,mydear?”
“Yes,”
svarade
answeredthechild,lookingup
och
anddryinghertears.
“Thenyou
måste
mustgototheCityofEmeralds.
Kanske
PerhapsOzwillhelpyou.”
“Whereis
här
thiscity?”
askedDorothy.
“Itis
precis
exactlyinthecenterofthecountry,
och
andisruledbyOz,theGreat
Trollkarlen
WizardItoldyouof.”
“Ishe
en
agoodman?”