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| Title | Year 5 & 6 Text extract James and the Giant Peach ( PDFDrive.com ) |
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| Author | Anass Chioua |
| Course | oral communication |
| Institution | Université Ibn Tofail |
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PUFFIN PUFFINBOOKS PublishedbythePenguinGroup PenguinBooksLtd,80Strand,LondonWC2R0RL,England PenguinGroup(USA)Inc.,375HudsonStreet,NewYork,NewYork10014,USA PenguinGroup(Canada),90EglintonAvenueEast,Suite700,Toronto,Ontario,CanadaM4P2Y3 (adivisionofPearsonPenguinCanadaInc.) PenguinIreland,25StStephen'sGreen,Dublin2,Ireland(adivisionofPenguinBooksLtd) PenguinGroup(Australia),250CamberwellRoad,Camberwell,Victoria3124,Australia (adivisionofPearsonAustraliaGroupPtyLtd) PenguinBooksIndiaPvtLtd,11CommunityCentre,PanchsheelPark,NewDelhi–110017,India PenguinGroup(NZ),67ApolloDrive,Rosedale,NorthShore0632,NewZealand (adivisionofPearsonNewZealandLtd) PenguinBooks(SouthAfrica)(Pty)Ltd,24SturdeeAvenue,Rosebank,Johannesburg2196,SouthAfrica PenguinBooksLtd,RegisteredOffices:80Strand,LondonWC2R0RL,England puffinbooks.com FirstpublishedintheUSA1961 PublishedinGreatBritainbyGeorgeAllen&Unwin1967 PublishedinPuffinBooks1973 eissuedwithnewillustrations1995 Thiseditionpublished2007 2 Textcopyright©RoaldDahlNomineeLtd,1961 Illustrationscopyright©QuentinBlake,1995 Allrightsreserved Themoralrightoftheauthorhasbeenasserted ExceptintheUnitedStatesofAmerica,thisbookissoldsubjecttotheconditionthatitshallnot,bywayof tradeorotherwise,belent,re-sold,hiredout,orotherwisecirculatedwithoutthepublisher'spriorconsentin any form of binding or cover other than that in which it is published and without a similar condition includingthisconditionbeingimposedonthesubsequentpurchaser BritishLibraryCataloguinginPublicationData ACIPcataloguerecordforthisbookisavailablefromtheBritishLibrary ISBN:978-0-14-192987-3
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One Until he was four years old, James Henry Trotter had a happy life. He lived peacefullywithhismotherandfatherinabeautifulhousebesidethesea.There were always plenty of other children for him to play with, and there was th sandy beach for him to run about on, and the ocean to paddle in. It was th perfectlifeforasmallboy. Then, one day, James’s mother and father went to London to do some shopping,andthereaterriblethinghappened.Bothofthemsuddenlygoteaten up(infulldaylight, mindyou,and onacrowdedstreet) byanenormousangry rhinoceroswhichhadescapedfromtheLondonZoo. Nowthis,asyoucanwellimagine,wasarathernastyexperiencefortwosuch gentle parents. But in the long run it was far nastier for James than it was fo them.Theirtroubleswerealloverinajiffy.Theyweredeadandgoneinthirty fivesecondsflat.PoorJames,ontheotherhand,wasstillverymuchalive,and allatoncehefoundhimselfaloneandfrightenedinavastunfriendlyworld.The lovely house by the seaside had to be sold immediately, and the little boy carrying nothing but a small suitcase containing a pair of pyjamas and a toothbrush,wassentawaytolivewithhistwoaunts. Their nameswere Aunt Sponge and Aunt Spiker, and I am sorry to say tha theywerebothreallyhorriblepeople.Theywereselfishandlazyandcruel,and rightfromthebeginningtheystartedbeatingpoorJamesforalmostnoreasona all.Theynevercalledhimbyhisrealname,butalwaysreferredtohimas‘you disgustinglittlebeast’ or‘you filthynuisance’or ‘youmiserable creature’,and theycertainlynevergavehimanytoystoplaywithoranypicturebookstolook at.Hisroomwasasbareasaprisoncell. Theylived–AuntSponge,AuntSpiker,andnowJamesaswell–inaquee ramshacklehouseonthetopofahighhillinthesouthofEngland.Thehillwa sohighthatfromalmostanywhereinthegardenJamescouldlookdownandsee formilesandmilesacrossamarvellouslandscapeofwoodsandfields;andona veryclearday,ifhelookedintherightdirection,hecouldseeatinygreydotfa away on the horizon, which was the house that he used to live in with hi belovedmotherandfather.Andjustbeyondthat,hecouldseetheoceanitself– alongthinstreakofblackish-blue,likealineofink,beneaththerimofthesky.
ButJameswasneverallowedtogodownoffthetopofthathill.NeitherAun SpongenorAuntSpikercouldeverbebotheredtotakehimoutherself,noteven forasmallwalkorapicnic,andhecertainlywasn’tpermittedtogoalone.‘The nastylittlebeastwillonly getintomischiefifhegoesout ofthegarden,’Aun Spiker had said. And terrible punishments were promised him, such as being lockedupinthecellarwiththeratsforaweek,ifheevensomuchasdaredto climboverthefence.
The garden, which covered the whole of the top of the hill, was large and desolate, and the only tree in the entire place (apart from a clump of dirty old laurel bushes at the far end) was an ancient peach tree that never gave any peaches.Therewasnoswing,noseesaw,nosandpit,andnootherchildrenwer everinvitedtocomeupthehilltoplaywithpoorJames.Therewasn’tsomuch asadogoracataroundtokeephimcompany.Andastimewenton,hebecam sadderandsadder,andmoreandmorelonely,andheusedtospendhoursevery day standing at the bottom of the garden, gazing wistfully at the lovely bu forbiddenworld of woodsand fields andocean that wasspread out belowhim likeamagiccarpet.
Two AfterJamesHenryTrotterhadbeenlivingwithhisauntsforthreewholeyears therecameamorningwhensomethingratherpeculiarhappenedtohim.Andthi thing, which as I say was only rather peculiar, soon caused a second thing t happen which was very peculiar. And then the very peculiar thing, in its ow turn,causedareallyfantasticallypeculiarthingtooccur. Itallstartedonablazinghotdayinthemiddleofsummer.AuntSponge,Aun Spiker and James were all out in the garden. James had been put to work, a usual.Thistimehewaschoppingwoodforthekitchenstove.AuntSpongeand AuntSpikerweresittingcomfortablyindeck-chairsnearby,sippingtallglasses of fizzy lemonade and watching him to see that he didn’t stop work for one moment. AuntSpongewasenormouslyfatandveryshort.Shehadsmallpiggyeyes,a sunkenmouth,andoneofthosewhiteflabbyfacesthatlookedexactlyasthough ithad been boiled.She was likea great whitesoggy overboiled cabbage.Aun Spiker, on the other hand, was lean and tall and bony, and she wore steel rimmed spectacles that fixed on to the end of her nose with a clip. She had screeching voice and long wet narrow lips, and whenever she got angry o excited,littleflecksofspitwouldcomeshootingoutofhermouthasshetalked Andtheretheysat,thesetwoghastlyhags,sippingtheirdrinks,andeverynow andagain screamingat James tochop fasterand faster. Theyalso talkedabou themselves,eachonesayinghowbeautifulshethoughtshewas.Aunt
Sponge had a long-handled mirror on her lap, and she kept picking it up and gazingatherownhideousface. ‘Ilookandsmell,’AuntSpongedeclared,‘aslovelyasarose! Justfeastyoureyesuponmyface,observemyshapelynose! Beholdmyheavenlysilkylocks! AndifItakeoffbothmysocks You’llseemydaintytoes.’ ‘Butdon’tforget,’AuntSpikercried,‘howmuchyourtummyshows!’ AuntSpongewentred.AuntSpikersaid,‘Mysweet,youcannotwin, BeholdMYgorgeouscurvyshape,myteeth,mycharminggrin! Oh,beauteousme!HowIadore Myradiantlooks!Andpleaseignore Thepimpleonmychin.’ ‘Mydearoldtrout!’AuntSpongecriedout,‘You’reonlybonesandskin!’ ‘SuchlovelinessasIpossesscanonlytrulyshine InHollywood!’AuntSpongedeclared:‘Oh,wouldn’tthatbefine!
I’dcaptureallthenations’hearts! They’dgivemealltheleadingparts! Thestarswouldallresign!’ ‘Ithinkyou’dmake,’AuntSpikersaid,‘alovelyFrankenstein.’ Poor James was still slaving away at the chopping-block. The heat wa terrible.Hewassweatingallover.Hisarmwasaching.Thechopperwasalarg bluntthingfartooheavyforasmallboytouse.Andasheworked,Jamesbegan thinkingaboutalltheotherchildrenintheworldandwhattheymightbedoing atthismoment.Somewouldberidingtricyclesintheirgardens.Somewouldbe walking in cool woods and picking bunches of wild flowers. And all the littl friendswhomheusedtoknowwouldbedownbytheseaside,playinginthewe sandandsplashingaroundinthewater… GreattearsbeganoozingoutofJames’seyesandrollingdownhischeeks.He stopped working and leaned against the chopping-block, overwhelmed by hi ownunhappiness.
‘What’sthematterwithyou?’AuntSpikerscreeched,glaringathimoverthe topofhersteelspectacles. Jamesbegantocry. ‘Stop that immediately and get on with your work, you nasty little beast!
AuntSpongeordered. ‘Oh,AuntieSponge!’Jamescriedout.‘AndAuntieSpiker!Couldn’tweall– please–justforonce–godowntotheseasideonthebus?Itisn’tveryfar–and Ifeelsohotandawfulandlonely…’ ‘Why,youlazygood-for-nothingbrute!’AuntSpikershouted. ‘Beathim!’criedAuntSponge. ‘I certainly will!’ Aunt Spiker snapped. She glared at James, and Jame lookedbackatherwithlargefrightenedeyes.‘Ishallbeatyoulateronintheday whenIdon’tfeelsohot,’shesaid.‘Andnowgetoutofmysight,youdisgusting littleworm,andgivemesomepeace!’ James turned and ran. He ran off as fast as he could to the far end of th garden and hid himself behind that clump of dirty old laurel bushes that we mentionedearlieron.Thenhecoveredhisfacewithhishandsandbegantocry andcry.
Three Itwasatthispointthatthefirstthingofall,the ratherpeculiarthingthatledto somanyothermuchmorepeculiarthings,happenedtohim. Forsuddenly,justbehindhim,Jamesheardarustlingofleaves,andheturned roundandsawanoldmaninafunnydark-greensuitemergingfromthebushes Hewasaverysmalloldman,buthehadahugebaldheadandafacethatwa covered all over with bristly black whiskers. He stopped when he was abou three yards away, and he stood there leaning on his stick and staring hard a James. When he spoke, his voice was very slow and creaky. ‘Come closer to me littleboy,’hesaid,beckoningtoJameswithafinger.‘Comerightupclosetome andIwillshowyousomethingwonderful.’ Jameswastoofrightenedtomove. The old man hobbled a step or two nearer, and then he put a hand into th pocketofhisjacketandtookoutasmallwhitepaperbag. ‘You see this?’ he whispered, waving the bag gently to and fro in front o James’s face. ‘You know what this is, my dear? You know what’s inside thi littlebag?’ Then he came nearer still, leaning forward and pushing his face so close to James that James could feel breath blowing on his cheeks. The breath smelled mustyandstaleandslightlymildewed,likeairinanoldcellar.
‘Takealook,mydear,’hesaid,openingthebagandtiltingittowardsJames Insideit,Jamescouldseeamassoftinygreenthingsthatlookedlikelittlestone orcrystals,eachoneaboutthesizeofagrainofrice.Theywereextraordinarily beautiful, and there was a strange brightness about them, a sort of luminou qualitythatmadethemglowandsparkleinthemostwonderfulway. ‘Listentothem!’theoldmanwhispered.‘Listentothemmove!’ James stared into the bag, and sure enough there was a faint rustling sound coming up from inside it, and then he noticed that all the thousands of little greenthingswereslowly,veryveryslowlystirringaboutandmovingovereach otherasthoughtheywerealive. ‘There’smorepowerandmagicinthosethingsintherethaninalltheresto theworldputtogether,’theoldmansaidsoftly. ‘But – but – what are they?’ James murmured, finding his voice at last ‘Wheredotheycomefrom?’ ‘Ah-ha,’theoldmanwhispered.‘You’dneverguessthat!’Hewascrouching alittlenowandpushinghisfacestillcloserandclosertoJamesuntilthetipo hislongnosewasactuallytouchingtheskinonJames’sforehead.Thensuddenly he jumped back and began waving his stick madly in the air. ‘Crocodile tongues!’hecried.‘Onethousandlongslimycrocodiletonguesboiledupinthe skull of a dead witch for twenty days and nights with the eyeballs of a lizard Add the fingers of a young monkey, the gizzard of a pig, the beak of a green
parrot,the juiceof a porcupine,and threespoonfuls ofsugar. Stew foranothe week,andthenletthemoondotherest!’ All at once, he pushed the white paper bag into James’s hands, and said ‘Here!Youtakeit!It’syours!’
Four JamesHenryTrotterstoodthereclutchingthebagandstaringattheoldman. ‘Andnow,’theoldmansaid,‘allyou‘vegottodoisthis.Takealargejugo water,andpourallthelittlegreenthingsintoit.Then,veryslowly,onebyone addtenhairsfromyour ownhead.Thatsetsthem off!Itgetsthemgoing! Ina coupleofminutesthewaterwillbegintofrothandbubblefuriously,andassoon asthathappensyoumustquicklydrinkitalldown,thewholejugful,inonegulp And then, my dear, you will feel it churning and boiling in your stomach, and steam will start coming out of your mouth, and immediately after that marvellous things will start happening to you, fabulous, unbelievable things – andyouwillneverbemiserableagaininyourlife. Becauseyou aremiserable aren’t you? You needn’t tell me! I know all about it! Now, off you go and do exactlyasIsay.Anddon’twhisperawordofthistothosetwohorribleauntso yours!Notaword!Anddon’tletthosegreenthingsintheregetawayfromyou either! Because if they do escape, then they will be working their magic upon somebodyelseinsteadofupon you!Andthatisn’twhatyouwantatall,isit,my dear?Whoevertheymeetfirst,beitbug,insect,animal,ortree,thatwillbeth onewhogetsthefullpoweroftheirmagic!Soholdthebagtight!Don’ttearthe paper!Offyougo!Hurryup!Don’twait!Now’sthetime!Hurry!’ Withthat,theoldmanturnedawayanddisappearedintothebushes.
Five Thenextmoment,Jameswasrunningbacktowardsthehouseasfastashecould go. He would do it all in thekitchen, he told himself – if only he could get in therewithoutAuntSpongeandAuntSpikerseeinghim.Hewasterriblyexcited He flew through the long grass and the stinging-nettles, not caring whether he gotstungornotonhisbareknees,andinthedistancehecouldseeAuntSpong andAuntSpikersittingintheirchairswiththeirbackstowardshim.Heswerved awayfromthemsoastogoroundtheothersideofthehouse,butthensuddenly justashewaspassingunderneaththeoldpeachtreethatstoodinthemiddleo the garden, his foot slipped and he fell flat on his face in the grass. The pape bagburstopenasithitthegroundand thethousandsoftinygreenthingswere scatteredinalldirections.
James immediately picked himself up on to his hands and knees and started
searching around for his precious treasures. But what was this? They were al sinkingintothesoil!Hecouldactuallyseethemwrigglingandtwistingasthey burrowedtheirwaydownwardintothehardearth,andatoncehereachedouta handtopicksomeofthemupbeforeitwastoolate,buttheydisappearedrigh underhisfingers.Hewentaftersomeothers,andthesamethinghappened!He beganscrabblingaroundfranticallyinanefforttocatchholdofthosethatwere left,buttheyweretooquickforhim.Eachtimethetipsofhisfingerswerejus abouttotouchthem,theyvanishedintotheearth!Andsoon,inthespaceofonly afewseconds,everysingleoneofthemhadgone! Jamesfelt like crying. He would neverget them back now – theywere lost lost,lostforever. Butwherehadtheygoneto?Andwhyintheworldhadtheybeensoeagerto push down into the earth like that? What were they after? There was nothing down there.Nothingexcepttherootsoftheoldpeachtree…andawholeloto earthwormsandcentipedesandinsectslivinginthesoil. Butwhatwasitthattheoldmanhadsaid?Whoevertheymeetfirst,beitbug insect, animal, or tree, that will be the one who gets the full power of thei magic! Goodheavens,thoughtJames.Whatisgoingtohappeninthatcaseiftheydo meetan earthworm?Or a centipede?Or a spider?And whatif they dogo into therootsofthepeachtree? ‘Get up at once, you lazy little beast!’ a voice was suddenly shouting in James’sear.JamesglancedupandsawAuntSpikerstandingoverhim,grimand tallandbony,glaringathimthroughhersteel-rimmedspectacles.‘Getbackove thereimmediatelyandfinishchoppingupthoselogs!’sheordered. AuntSponge,fatandpulpyasajellyfish,camewaddlingupbehindhersiste toseewhatwasgoingon.‘Whydon’twejustlowertheboydownthewellina bucket and leave him there for the night?’ she suggested. ‘That ought to teach himnottolazearoundlikethisthewholedaylong.’ ‘That’s a very good wheeze, my dear Sponge. But let’s make him finish chopping upthe wood first. Be off with youat once, you hideous brat, and do somework!’ Slowly, sadly, poor James got up off the ground and went back to the woodpile.Oh,ifonlyhehadn’tslippedandfallenanddroppedthatpreciousbag Allhope of a happier lifehad gone completely now.Today and tomorrow and thenextdayandalltheotherdaysaswellwouldbenothingbutpunishmentand pain,unhappinessanddespair. He picked up the chopper and was just about to start chopping away again
whenheheardashoutbehindhimthatmadehimstopandturn.
Six ‘Sponge!Sponge!Comehereatonceandlookatthis!’ ‘Atwhat?’ ‘It’s...
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