Introduction
Folklore,legends,myths
ve
andfairytaleshavefollowedchildhoodthroughtheages,forher
everyhealthyyoungsterhasawholesomeve
andinstinctiveloveforstoriesfantastic,marvelousve
andmanifestlyunreal.ThewingedfairiesofGrimm
ve
andAndersenhavebroughtmoremutluluk
happinesstochildishheartsthantüm
allotherhumancreations.Yetthe
eski
oldtimefairytale,havingservedforgenerations,mayşimdi
nowbeclassedas“historical”inthechildren’slibrary;forthe
zaman
timehascomeforadizi
seriesofnewer“wondertales”inwhichthestereotypedgenie,cüce
dwarfandfairyareeliminated,birlikte
togetherwithallthehorribleve
andblood-curdlingincidentsdevisedbytheirauthorstopointbir
afearsomemoraltoeachhikaye
tale.Moderneducationincludesmorality;
bu yüzden
thereforethemodernchildseekssadece
onlyentertainmentinitswondertalesve
andgladlydispenseswithalldisagreeableincident.Having
bu
thisthoughtinmind,thestoryof“TheWonderfulWizardofOz”waswrittensadece
solelytopleasechildrenoftoday.Itaspirestobeing
bir
amodernizedfairytale,inwhichthewondermentve
andjoyareretainedandtheheartachesve
andnightmaresareleftout.L.
Bölüm
ChapterITheCycloneDorothy
yaşıyordu
livedinthemidstofthebüyük
greatKansasprairies,withUncleHenry,whowasaçiftçi
farmer,andAuntEm,whowasthefarmer’skarısı
wife.Theirhousewassmall,forthelumberto
inşa
buildithadtobecarriedbywagonbirçok
manymiles.Therewerefourwalls,a
zemin
floorandaroof,whichmadeoneoda
room;andthisroomcontained
bir
arustylookingcookstove,adolap
cupboardforthedishes,amasa
table,threeorfourchairs,ve
andthebeds.UncleHenry
ve
andAuntEmhadabüyük
bigbedinonecorner,ve
andDorothyalittlebedinanothercorner.Therewasnogarretatall,
ve
andnocellar—exceptasmalldelik
holedugintheground,calledacyclonebodrum
cellar,wherethefamilycouldgoincaseoneofbu
thosegreatwhirlwindsarose,mightyenoughtoezecek
crushanybuildinginitspath.Itwasreachedby
bir
atrapdoorintheortasında
middleofthefloor,fromwhichbir
aladderleddownintotheküçük
small,darkhole.WhenDorothystoodinthedoorwayandlookedaround,shecouldseenothingbutthe
büyük
greatgrayprairieoneveryside.Not
bir
atreenorahousebrokethegeniş
broadsweepofflatcountrythatreachedtotheedgeoftheskyinalldirections.The
güneş
sunhadbakedtheplowedlandintobir
agraymass,withlittlecracksrunningthroughit.Bile
Eventhegrasswasnotyeşil
green,forthesunhadyakmıştı
burnedthetopsoftheuzun
longbladesuntiltheyweretheaynı
samegraycolortobeseeneverywhere.Oncethe
ev
househadbeenpainted,butthegüneş
sunblisteredthepaintandtherainswasheditaway,ve
andnowthehousewasasdonuk
dullandgrayaseverythingelse.When
Teyze
AuntEmcametheretoyaşamak
liveshewasayoung,güzel
prettywife.Thesunand
rüzgar
windhadchangedher,too.Theyhad
aldılar
takenthesparklefromhereyesve
andleftthemasobergri
gray;theyhadtakentheredfromhercheeks
ve
andlips,andtheyweregri
grayalso.Shewasthin
ve
andgaunt,andneversmiledartık
now.WhenDorothy,whowasan
yetim
orphan,firstcametoher,Teyze
AuntEmhadbeensostartledbythechild’skahkaha
laughterthatshewouldscreamve
andpressherhanduponherheartwheneverDorothy’sneşeli
merryvoicereachedherears;ve
andshestilllookedattheküçük
littlegirlwithwonderthatshecouldfindşey
anythingtolaughat.UncleHenry
hiç
neverlaughed.Heworkedhardfrommorningtillnight
ve
anddidnotknowwhatjoywas.Hewas
gri
grayalso,fromhislongbeardtohisroughboots,ve
andhelookedsternandciddi
solemn,andrarelyspoke.ItwasTotothatmadeDorothylaugh,
ve
andsavedherfromgrowingasgri
grayasherothersurroundings.Totowasnot
gri
gray;hewasalittle
siyah
blackdog,withlongsilkyhairve
andsmallblackeyesthattwinkledmerrilyoneithersideofhiskomik
funny,weenose.Totoplayed
bütün
alldaylong,andDorothyplayedwithhim,ve
andlovedhimdearly.Today,
ancak
however,theywerenotplaying.Amca
UncleHenrysatuponthedoorstepve
andlookedanxiouslyatthesky,olan
whichwasevengrayerthanusual.Dorothy
durdu
stoodinthedoorwithTotoinherarms,ve
andlookedattheskytoo.Teyze
AuntEmwaswashingthedishes.Fromthe
uzak
farnorththeyheardalowwailoftherüzgar
wind,andUncleHenryandDorothycouldseewheretheuzun
longgrassbowedinwavesönce
beforethecomingstorm.There
şimdi
nowcameasharpwhistlinginthehavada
airfromthesouth,andastheyturnedtheireyesthatwaytheygördüler
sawripplesinthegrassgeldi
comingfromthatdirectionalso.Suddenly
Amca
UncleHenrystoodup.“There’sacyclone
geliyor
coming,Em,”hecalledtohiswife.“I’llgo
bakacağım
lookafterthestock.”Thenheran
doğru
towardtheshedswherethecowsve
andhorseswerekept.AuntEmdroppedherwork
ve
andcametothedoor.Bir
Oneglancetoldherofthedangercloseathand.“Quick,Dorothy!”
shescreamed.
“Runforthecellar!”
Toto
atladı
jumpedoutofDorothy’sarmsve
andhidunderthebed,ve
andthegirlstartedtogetonu
him.AuntEm,badlyfrightened,threw
açtı
openthetrapdoorinthefloorve
andclimbeddowntheladderintotheküçük
small,darkhole.DorothycaughtTotoatlast
ve
andstartedtofollowheraunt.Whenshewashalfwayacrosstheroomthere
geldi
cameagreatshriekfromthewind,ve
andthehouseshooksosert
hardthatshelostherfootingve
andsatdownsuddenlyuponthefloor.Then
bir
astrangethinghappened.The
ev
housewhirledaroundtwoorüç
threetimesandroseslowlythroughthehavada
air.Dorothyfeltasifsheweregoing
yukarı
upinaballoon.The
kuzey
northandsouthwindsmetwheretheevin
housestood,andmadeitthetam
exactcenterofthecyclone.Inthe
ortasında
middleofacyclonethehava
airisgenerallystill,butthebüyük
greatpressureofthewindonher
everysideofthehouseyükseltti
raisedituphigherandyüksek
higher,untilitwasattheverytopofthecyclone;ve
andthereitremainedandwascarriedmilesve
andmilesawayaseasilyasyoucouldcarrybir
afeather.Itwasverydark,
ve
andthewindhowledhorriblyetrafında
aroundher,butDorothyfoundshewasridingquiteeasily.Sonra
Afterthefirstfewwhirlsaround,ve
andoneothertimewhentheev
housetippedbadly,shefeltasifshewerebeingrockedhafifçe
gently,likeababyinacradle.Totodidnotlikeit.
Heranaboutthe
odada
room,nowhere,nowthere,barkingyüksek sesle
loudly;butDorothysatquitestillonthefloor
ve
andwaitedtoseewhatwouldhappen.Bir keresinde
OnceTotogottooneartheaçık
opentrapdoor,andfellin;ve
andatfirstthelittlekız
girlthoughtshehadlostonu
him.Butsoonshesawoneofhisearsstickingupthroughthehole,forthe
güçlü
strongpressureoftheairwastutuyordu
keepinghimupsothathecouldnotfall.Shecrepttothehole,
yakaladı
caughtTotobytheear,ve
anddraggedhimintotheodaya
roomagain,afterwardclosingthetuzak
trapdoorsothatnomoreaccidentscouldhappen.Saat
Hourafterhourpassedaway,ve
andslowlyDorothygotoverherfright;ama
butshefeltquitelonely,ve
andthewindshriekedsoyüksek sesle
loudlyallaboutherthatsheneredeyse
nearlybecamedeaf.Atfirstshehadwonderedifshe
etmişti
wouldbedashedtopieceswhentheev
housefellagain;butasthehourspassed
ve
andnothingterriblehappened,shestoppedworryingve
andresolvedtowaitcalmlyve
andseewhatthefuturewouldbring.Atlastshecrawledovertheswayingfloortoherbed,
ve
andlaydownuponit;ve
andTotofollowedandlaydownyanında
besideher.ChapterIITheCouncilwiththeMunchkins
Shewasawakenedby
bir
ashock,sosuddenandşiddetli
severethatifDorothyhadnotbeenlyingontheyumuşak
softbedshemighthavebeenhurt.Asitwas,the
kavanoz
jarmadehercatchherbreathve
andwonderwhathadhappened;ve
andTotoputhiscoldküçük
littlenoseintoherfaceve
andwhineddismally.Dorothysatup
ve
andnoticedthatthehousewasnotmoving;norwasit
karanlık
dark,forthebrightsunshinecameinatthewindow,floodingtheküçük
littleroom.Shesprangfromherbed
ve
andwithTotoatherheelsranve
andopenedthedoor.The
küçük
littlegirlgaveacryofamazementve
andlookedabouther,hereyesbüyüdü
growingbiggerandbiggeratthemuhteşem
wonderfulsightsshesaw.Thecyclonehadsetthe
evi
housedownverygently—foracyclone—inthemidstofbir
acountryofmarvelousbeauty.Therewere
güzel
lovelypatchesofgreenswardallabout,withstatelytreesbearingzengin
richandlusciousfruits.Banksof
muhteşem
gorgeousflowerswereoneveryhand,ve
andbirdswithrareandparlak
brilliantplumagesangandflutteredinthetreesve
andbushes.Alittlewayoffwas
bir
asmallbrook,rushingandsparklingalongarasında
betweengreenbanks,andmurmuringinbir
avoiceverygratefultobir
alittlegirlwhohadlivedsolongonthekuru
dry,grayprairies.Whileshestoodlooking
hevesle
eagerlyatthestrangeandgüzel
beautifulsights,shenoticedcomingdoğru
towardheragroupofthequeerestpeopleshehadeverseen.Theywerenotas
büyük
bigasthegrownfolkshehadher zaman
alwaysbeenusedto;butneitherwerethey
çok
verysmall.Infact,they
görünüyorlardı
seemedaboutastallasDorothy,whowasbir
awell-grownchildforherage,althoughtheywere,sofarasbakarsanız
looksgo,manyyearsolder.Üçü
Threeweremenandoneakadın
woman,andallwereoddlygiyinmişti
dressed.Theyworeroundhatsthatroseto
bir
asmallpointafootabovetheirheads,withlittlebellsaroundthebrimsthattinkledtatlı
sweetlyastheymoved.Thehatsofthemenwereblue;
the
küçük
littlewoman’shatwaswhite,ve
andsheworeawhiteelbise
gownthathunginpleatsfromhershoulders.Overitweresprinkled
küçük
littlestarsthatglistenedinthesungibi
likediamonds.Themenweredressedin
mavi
blue,ofthesameshadeastheirhats,ve
andworewell-polishedbootswithbir
adeeprollofblueatthetops.Themen,Dorothythought,wereaboutasoldas
Amca
UncleHenry,fortwoofthemhadbeards.Ama
Butthelittlewomanwasdoubtlessmucholder.Her
yüzü
facewascoveredwithwrinkles,hersaçı
hairwasnearlywhite,andsheyürüyordu
walkedratherstiffly.Whenthese
insanlar
peopledrewnearthehousewhereDorothywasdurdular
standinginthedoorway,theypausedve
andwhisperedamongthemselves,asifafraidtocomeuzağa
farther.Butthelittleold
kadın
womanwalkeduptoDorothy,madebir
alowbowandsaid,inbir
asweetvoice:.“Youarewelcome,
en
mostnobleSorceress,tothelandoftheMunchkins.Wearesogratefultoyouforhavingkilledthe
Kötü
WickedWitchoftheEast,ve
andforsettingourpeoplefreefrombondage.”Dorothy
dinledi
listenedtothisspeechwithwonder.Whatcouldthe
küçük
littlewomanpossiblymeanbycallingherasorceress,ve
andsayingshehadkilledtheKötü
WickedWitchoftheEast?Dorothywasan
masum
innocent,harmlesslittlegirl,whohadbeencarriedbyacyclonemanymilesfromhome;ve
andshehadneverkilledşey
anythinginallherlife.Ama
Butthelittlewomanevidentlybekliyordu
expectedhertoanswer;soDorothy
dedi
said,withhesitation,“Youareverykind,ama
buttheremustbesomemistake.Ihavenot
öldürmedim
killedanything.”“Yourhousedid,anyway,”
yanıtladı
repliedthelittleoldwoman,withalaugh,“andbu
thatisthesamething.See!”
shecontinued,pointingtothecornerofthe
evin
house.“Therearehertwo
ayağı
feet,stillstickingoutfromunderbir
ablockofwood.”Dorothy
baktı
looked,andgavealittlecryofkorku
fright.There,indeed,justunderthecornerofthe
büyük
greatbeamthehouserestedon,iki
twofeetwerestickingout,shodingümüş
silvershoeswithpointedtoes.“Oh,
canım
dear!Oh,dear!”
criedDorothy,claspingherhands
araya
togetherindismay.“Thehouse
olmalı
musthavefallenonher.Whatevershallwedo?”
“Thereisnothingtobedone,”
dedi
saidthelittlewomancalmly.“Butwhowasshe?”
sordu
askedDorothy.“Shewasthe
Kötü
WickedWitchoftheEast,asIsaid,”yanıtladı
answeredthelittlewoman.“Shehas
tuttu
heldalltheMunchkinsinbondageformanyyears,yaptı
makingthemslaveforhergece
nightandday.Nowtheyareallset
serbest
free,andaregratefultoyouforthefavor.”“WhoaretheMunchkins?”
sordu
inquiredDorothy.“Theyarethe
insanlar
peoplewholiveinthislandoftheDoğu
EastwheretheWickedWitchruled.”“Areyou
bir
aMunchkin?”askedDorothy.
“No,
ama
butIamtheirfriend,rağmen
althoughIliveinthelandoftheKuzey
North.Whentheysawthe
Cadısı
WitchoftheEastwasdeadtheMunchkinsgönderdi
sentaswiftmessengertobana
me,andIcameatonce.Iamthe
Cadısı
WitchoftheNorth.”“Oh,gracious!”
ağladı
criedDorothy.“Areyoua
gerçek
realwitch?”“Yes,indeed,”answeredthe
küçük
littlewoman.“ButIam
bir
agoodwitch,andtheinsanlar
peopleloveme.Iamnotas
güçlü
powerfulastheWickedWitchwaswhoruledhere,orIshouldhavesetthepeopleserbest
freemyself.”“ButIthought
tüm
allwitcheswerewicked,”saidthekız
girl,whowashalffrightenedatfacingbir
arealwitch.“Oh,no,
bu
thatisagreatmistake.Therewere
sadece
onlyfourwitchesinalltheLandofOz,ve
andtwoofthem,thosewholiveintheKuzey
NorthandtheSouth,areiyi
goodwitches.Iknowthisis
doğru
true,forIamoneofthemmyself,ve
andcannotbemistaken.Thosewhodweltinthe
Doğuda
EastandtheWestwere,gerçekten
indeed,wickedwitches;butnowthatyouhavekilled
bir
oneofthem,thereisama
butoneWickedWitchinalltheLandofOz—thebir
onewholivesintheWest.”“But,”
dedi
saidDorothy,afteramoment’sthought,“AuntEmhastoldmethatthewitcheswerealldead—yearsandyearsago.”“Whois
Teyze
AuntEm?”inquiredthelittle
yaşlı
oldwoman.“SheismyauntwholivesinKansas,whereIcamefrom.”
TheWitchofthe
Kuzey
Northseemedtothinkforbir
atime,withherheadbowedve
andhereyesupontheyere
ground.Thenshelookedup
ve
andsaid,“Idonotbilmiyorum
knowwhereKansasis,forIhavehiç
neverheardthatcountrymentionedönce
before.Buttellme,isit
bir
acivilizedcountry?”“Oh,yes,”
yanıtladı
repliedDorothy.“Thenthataccountsforit.
Inthe
uygar
civilizedcountriesIbelievetherearenowitchesleft,ne
norwizards,norsorceresses,normagicians.Ama
But,yousee,theLandofOzhasneverbeenmedeni
civilized,forwearecutofffromalltherestoftheworld.Bu yüzden
Thereforewestillhavewitchesve
andwizardsamongstus.”“Whoarethewizards?”
sordu
askedDorothy.“Ozhimselfisthe
Büyük
GreatWizard,”answeredtheWitch,sinkinghervoicetobir
awhisper.“Heismorepowerfulthanalltherestofustogether.
Helivesinthe
Şehri
CityofEmeralds.”Dorothywasgoingto
soracaktı
askanotherquestion,butjustthentheMunchkins,whohadbeenstandingsessizce
silentlyby,gavealoudbağırdılar
shoutandpointedtothecorneroftheevin
housewheretheWickedWitchhadbeenlying.“Whatisit?”
sordu
askedthelittleoldwoman,ve
andlooked,andbegantogülmeye
laugh.Thefeetofthe
ölü
deadWitchhaddisappearedentirely,ve
andnothingwasleftbutthegümüş
silvershoes.“Shewassoold,”explainedthe
Cadısı
WitchoftheNorth,“thatshedriedkadar
upquicklyinthesun.Thatistheendofher.Ama
Butthesilvershoesaresenin
yours,andyoushallhavethemtowear.”She
uzandı
reacheddownandpickeduptheshoes,ve
andaftershakingthedustoutofthemhandedthemtoDorothy.“The
Cadısı
WitchoftheEastwasgurur
proudofthosesilvershoes,”dedi
saidoneoftheMunchkins,“andvar
thereissomecharmconnectedwiththem;ama
butwhatitiswehiç
neverknew.”Dorothycarriedtheshoesintothehouse
ve
andplacedthemonthetable.Thenshe
geldi
cameoutagaintotheMunchkinsve
andsaid:.“Iamanxioustogetbacktomyaunt
ve
anduncle,forIamsuretheywillworryaboutme.Canyou
yardım
helpmefindmyway?”TheMunchkins
ve
andtheWitchfirstlookedatoneanother,ve
andthenatDorothy,andthenshooktheirheads.“AttheEast,notfarfromhere,”
dedi
saidone,“thereisagreatçöl
desert,andnonecouldlivetocrossit.”“Itisthe
aynı
sameattheSouth,”saidanother,“forIhavebeenthereve
andseenit.TheSouthisthecountryoftheQuadlings.”
“Iamtold,”
dedi
saidthethirdman,“thatitistheaynı
sameattheWest.And
o
thatcountry,wheretheWinkieslive,isruledbytheKötü
WickedWitchoftheWest,whowouldyapar
makeyouherslaveifyougeçersen
passedherway.”“TheNorthismyhome,”
dedi
saidtheoldlady,“andatitsedgeistheaynı
samegreatdesertthatsurroundsthisLandofOz.I’mafraid,mycanım
dear,youwillhavetoyaşamak
livewithus.”Dorothybegantosobatthis,forshefelt
yalnız
lonelyamongallthesestrangepeople.Hertears
görünüyordu
seemedtogrievethekind-heartedMunchkins,fortheyhemen
immediatelytookouttheirhandkerchiefsve
andbegantoweepalso.Asforthe
küçük
littleoldwoman,shetookoffhercapve
andbalancedthepointontheendofhernose,whileshesaydı
counted“One,two,three”inaciddi
solemnvoice.Atoncethecapchangedto
bir
aslate,onwhichwaswritteninbüyük
big,whitechalkmarks:.“LETDOROTHYGOTOTHE
Şehri
CITYOFEMERALDS”.Thelittle
yaşlı
oldwomantooktheslatefromhernose,ve
andhavingreadthewordsonit,sordu
asked,“IsyournameDorothy,mydear?”“Yes,”
yanıtladı
answeredthechild,lookingupve
anddryinghertears.“Thenyoumust
gitmelisin
gototheCityofEmeralds.Belki
PerhapsOzwillhelpyou.”“Whereisthiscity?”
sordu
askedDorothy.“Itisexactlyinthecenterofthecountry,
ve
andisruledbyOz,theBüyük
GreatWizardItoldyouof.”“Ishe
bir
agoodman?”