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Once upon a
time a very poor woodcutter lived in a tiny cottage in the forest
with his two children, Hansel and Gretel. His second wife often
ill-treated the children and was forever nagging the woodcutter.
"There is not enough food in the house for us all. There are too many mouths to feed! We must get rid of the two brats," she declared. And she kept on trying to persuade her husband to abandon his children in the forest.
"Take them miles from home, so far that they can never find their way back! Maybe someone will find them and give them a home." The downcast woodcutter didn't know what to do. Hansel who, one evening, had overheard his parents' conversation, comforted Gretel.
"Don't worry! If they do leave us in the forest, we'll find the way home," he said. And slipping out of the house he filled his pockets with little white pebbles, then went back to bed.
All night long, the woodcutter's wife harped on and on at her husband till, at dawn, he led Hansel and Gretel away into the forest. But as they went into the depths of the trees, Hansel dropped a little white pebble here and there on the mossy green ground. At a certain point, the two children found they really were alone: the woodcutter had plucked up enough courage to desert them, had mumbled an excuse and was gone.
Night fell but the woodcutter did not return. Gretel began to sob bitterly. Hansel too felt scared but he tried to hide his feelings and comfort his sister.
"Don't cry, trust me! I swear I'll take you home even if Father doesn't come back for us!" Luckily the moon was full that night and Hansel waited till its cold light filtered through the trees.
"Now give me your hand!" he said. "We'll get home safely, you'll see!" The tiny white pebbles gleamed in the moonlight, and the children found their way home. They crept through a half open window, without wakening their parents. Cold, tired but thankful to be home again, they slipped into bed.
Next day, when their stepmother discovered that Hansel and Gretel had returned, she went into a rage. Stifling her anger in front of the children, she locked her bedroom door, reproaching her husband for failing to carry out her orders. The weak woodcutter protested, torn as he was between shame and fear of disobeying his cruel wife. The wicked stepmother kept Hansel and Gretel under lock and key all day with nothing for supper but a sip of water and some hard bread. All night, husband and wife quarreled, and when dawn came, the woodcutter led the children out into the forest.
Hansel, however, had not eaten his bread, and as he walked through the trees, he left a trail of crumbs behind him to mark the way. But the little boy had forgotten about the hungry birds that lived in the forest. When they saw him, they flew along behind and in no time at all, had eaten all the crumbs. Again, with a lame excuse, the woodcutter left his two children by themselves.
"I've left a trail, like last time!" Hansel whispered to Gretel, consolingly. But when night fell, they saw to their horror, that all the crumbs had gone.
"I'm frightened!" wept Gretel bitterly. "I'm cold and hungry and I want to go home!"
"Don't be afraid. I'm here to look after you!" Hansel tried to encourage his sister, but he too shivered when he glimpsed frightening shadows and evil eyes around them in the darkness. All night the two children huddled together for warmth at the foot of a large tree.
When dawn broke, they started to wander about the forest, seeking a path, but all hope soon faded. They were well and truly lost. On they walked and walked, till suddenly they came upon a strange cottage in the middle of a glade.
"This is chocolate!" gasped Hansel as he broke a lump of plaster from the wall.
"And this is icing!" exclaimed Gretel, putting another piece of wall in her mouth. Starving but delighted, the children began to eat pieces of candy broken off the cottage.
"Isn't this delicious?" said Gretel, with her mouth full. She had never tasted anything so nice.
"We'll stay here," Hansel declared, munching a bit of nougat. They were just about to try a piece of the biscuit door when it quietly swung open.
"Well, well!" said an old woman, peering out with a crafty look. "And haven't you children a sweet tooth?"
"Come in! Come in, you've nothing to fear!" went on the old woman. Unluckily for Hansel and Gretel, however, the sugar candy cottage belonged to an old witch, her trap for catching unwary victims. The two children had come to a really nasty place.
"You're nothing but skin and bones!" said the witch, locking Hansel into a cage. I shall fatten you up and eat you!"
"You can do the housework," she told Gretel grimly, "then I'll make a meal of you too!" As luck would have it, the witch had very bad eyesight, an when Gretel smeared butter on her glasses, she could see even less.
"Let me feel your finger!" said the witch to Hansel every day to check if he was getting any fatter. Now, Gretel had brought her brother a chicken bone, and when the witch went to touch his finger, Hansel held out the bone.
"You're still much too thin!" she complained. When will you become plump?" One day the witch grew tired of waiting.
"Light the oven," she told Gretel. "We're going to have a tasty roasted boy today!" A little later, hungry and impatient, she went on: "Run and see if the oven is hot enough." Gretel returned, whimpering: "I can't tell if it is hot enough or not." Angrily, the witch screamed at the little girl: "Useless child! All right, I'll see for myself." But when the witch bent down to peer inside the oven and check the heat, Gretel gave her a tremendous push and slammed the oven door shut. The witch had come to a fit and proper end. Gretel ran to set her brother free and they made quite sure that the oven door was tightly shut behind the witch. Indeed, just to be on the safe side, they fastened it firmly with a large padlock. Then they stayed for several days to eat some more of the house, till they discovered amongst the witch's belongings, a huge chocolate egg. Inside lay a casket of gold coins.
"The witch is now burnt to a cinder," said Hansel, "so we'll take this treasure with us." They filled a large basket with food and set off into the forest to search for the way home. This time, luck was with them, and on the second day, they saw their father come out of the house towards them, weeping.
"Your stepmother is dead. Come home with me now, my dear children!" The two children hugged the woodcutter.
"Promise you'll never ever desert us again," said Gretel, throwing her arms round her father's neck. Hansel opened the casket.
"Look, Father! We're rich now . . . You'll never have to chop wood again."
And they all lived happily together ever after.
"There is not enough food in the house for us all. There are too many mouths to feed! We must get rid of the two brats," she declared. And she kept on trying to persuade her husband to abandon his children in the forest.
"Take them miles from home, so far that they can never find their way back! Maybe someone will find them and give them a home." The downcast woodcutter didn't know what to do. Hansel who, one evening, had overheard his parents' conversation, comforted Gretel.
"Don't worry! If they do leave us in the forest, we'll find the way home," he said. And slipping out of the house he filled his pockets with little white pebbles, then went back to bed.
All night long, the woodcutter's wife harped on and on at her husband till, at dawn, he led Hansel and Gretel away into the forest. But as they went into the depths of the trees, Hansel dropped a little white pebble here and there on the mossy green ground. At a certain point, the two children found they really were alone: the woodcutter had plucked up enough courage to desert them, had mumbled an excuse and was gone.
Night fell but the woodcutter did not return. Gretel began to sob bitterly. Hansel too felt scared but he tried to hide his feelings and comfort his sister.
"Don't cry, trust me! I swear I'll take you home even if Father doesn't come back for us!" Luckily the moon was full that night and Hansel waited till its cold light filtered through the trees.
"Now give me your hand!" he said. "We'll get home safely, you'll see!" The tiny white pebbles gleamed in the moonlight, and the children found their way home. They crept through a half open window, without wakening their parents. Cold, tired but thankful to be home again, they slipped into bed.
Next day, when their stepmother discovered that Hansel and Gretel had returned, she went into a rage. Stifling her anger in front of the children, she locked her bedroom door, reproaching her husband for failing to carry out her orders. The weak woodcutter protested, torn as he was between shame and fear of disobeying his cruel wife. The wicked stepmother kept Hansel and Gretel under lock and key all day with nothing for supper but a sip of water and some hard bread. All night, husband and wife quarreled, and when dawn came, the woodcutter led the children out into the forest.
Hansel, however, had not eaten his bread, and as he walked through the trees, he left a trail of crumbs behind him to mark the way. But the little boy had forgotten about the hungry birds that lived in the forest. When they saw him, they flew along behind and in no time at all, had eaten all the crumbs. Again, with a lame excuse, the woodcutter left his two children by themselves.
"I've left a trail, like last time!" Hansel whispered to Gretel, consolingly. But when night fell, they saw to their horror, that all the crumbs had gone.
"I'm frightened!" wept Gretel bitterly. "I'm cold and hungry and I want to go home!"
"Don't be afraid. I'm here to look after you!" Hansel tried to encourage his sister, but he too shivered when he glimpsed frightening shadows and evil eyes around them in the darkness. All night the two children huddled together for warmth at the foot of a large tree.
When dawn broke, they started to wander about the forest, seeking a path, but all hope soon faded. They were well and truly lost. On they walked and walked, till suddenly they came upon a strange cottage in the middle of a glade.
"This is chocolate!" gasped Hansel as he broke a lump of plaster from the wall.
"And this is icing!" exclaimed Gretel, putting another piece of wall in her mouth. Starving but delighted, the children began to eat pieces of candy broken off the cottage.
"Isn't this delicious?" said Gretel, with her mouth full. She had never tasted anything so nice.
"We'll stay here," Hansel declared, munching a bit of nougat. They were just about to try a piece of the biscuit door when it quietly swung open.
"Well, well!" said an old woman, peering out with a crafty look. "And haven't you children a sweet tooth?"
"Come in! Come in, you've nothing to fear!" went on the old woman. Unluckily for Hansel and Gretel, however, the sugar candy cottage belonged to an old witch, her trap for catching unwary victims. The two children had come to a really nasty place.
"You're nothing but skin and bones!" said the witch, locking Hansel into a cage. I shall fatten you up and eat you!"
"You can do the housework," she told Gretel grimly, "then I'll make a meal of you too!" As luck would have it, the witch had very bad eyesight, an when Gretel smeared butter on her glasses, she could see even less.
"Let me feel your finger!" said the witch to Hansel every day to check if he was getting any fatter. Now, Gretel had brought her brother a chicken bone, and when the witch went to touch his finger, Hansel held out the bone.
"You're still much too thin!" she complained. When will you become plump?" One day the witch grew tired of waiting.
"Light the oven," she told Gretel. "We're going to have a tasty roasted boy today!" A little later, hungry and impatient, she went on: "Run and see if the oven is hot enough." Gretel returned, whimpering: "I can't tell if it is hot enough or not." Angrily, the witch screamed at the little girl: "Useless child! All right, I'll see for myself." But when the witch bent down to peer inside the oven and check the heat, Gretel gave her a tremendous push and slammed the oven door shut. The witch had come to a fit and proper end. Gretel ran to set her brother free and they made quite sure that the oven door was tightly shut behind the witch. Indeed, just to be on the safe side, they fastened it firmly with a large padlock. Then they stayed for several days to eat some more of the house, till they discovered amongst the witch's belongings, a huge chocolate egg. Inside lay a casket of gold coins.
"The witch is now burnt to a cinder," said Hansel, "so we'll take this treasure with us." They filled a large basket with food and set off into the forest to search for the way home. This time, luck was with them, and on the second day, they saw their father come out of the house towards them, weeping.
"Your stepmother is dead. Come home with me now, my dear children!" The two children hugged the woodcutter.
"Promise you'll never ever desert us again," said Gretel, throwing her arms round her father's neck. Hansel opened the casket.
"Look, Father! We're rich now . . . You'll never have to chop wood again."
And they all lived happily together ever after.
Source :
http://www.englishindo.com/
Hansel and Gretel
In
the ancient time, lived a young man named Galoran. He was respected
because of his wealth and honor. His parents were nobleman so he
could live with luxury. However, he was very wasteful and every day
just squandered the wealth of his parents.
One
day, his parents died, but he did not care and continued to spend
money as well as before. Because his life was so extravagant, all the
treasure that he had was running out and he became an unemployed
person. Many people sympathized with him and offered a job. But every
time he got the job, he just dallied and it made him always be fired.
Several months later, there was a wealthy widow who interested him.
He married the widow and of course, he was very happy to be living in
luxury again.
The
widow had a daughter who was very diligent and clever to weave. Her
name is Jambean, a beautiful girl and had been famous because of her
weaving. However, Galoran did not like the girl, because the girl
often scolded him because of his laziness. Finally, he threatened to
torture and kill Jambean. He revealed the plan to his wife and the
wife was very sad to hear of the threat.
Hearing
the news, Jambean was very sad but she volunteered herself to be
killed by her father. She told that she wanted to be dumped into a
dam and did not burry under the ground after the death. The mother
agreed and did all of her wants. In the dam, her body and head
suddenly turned into the golden slugs.
Several
years later, there are two widows who were looking for firewood. They
were kindred, the first widow named Mbok Sambega Rondo and the second
called Mbok Rondo Sembagil. When looking for the firewood in the
jungle, they were very surprised because of finding the beautiful
golden slugs. They brought it and maintained at home.
Once
they brought the snails, there was always a miracle every day. Their
kitchen was always filled with the delicious food when they came home
from work. They were very surprised, and wanted to know the person
who made those foods. They pretended to go to work and hid in the
back of the house. A few moments later, there was a beautiful girl
came from the inside of the conch and she began to cook the delicious
meals.
Both
widows then secretly held and did not let the girl to get into the
snail anymore. The girl apparently was Jambean who had been killed by
her father. Both widows then allowed her to stay with them. Because
of their versatility in weaving, she got her famous back and made a
handsome prince attracted. In the end, she married the prince and
lived happily.
Source :
http://www.caramudahbelajarbahasainggris.net
The Golden Slug
In
the ancient time, lived a little family. The family consists of
father, mother, and a beautiful girl named Garlic. They are a
harmonious and happy family despite his father worked as an ordinary
merchant. One day, the happiness in this family was lost because the
mother died. Garlic was very sad because she was very fond of her
mother. Her father was also so sad because he loved his wife so much.
After
Garlic’s mother died, her house was visited frequently by a widow
who had a daughter named Onion. The widow often came with Onion to
the Garlic’s home by bringing food, helping to clean the house, and
chatting with Garlic’s father. Finally, the father thinks that he
should marry the widow and made the widow as a new mother for Garlic.
He
asked for consideration of the proposal to Garlic. After being
allowed to get married by Garlic, then her father immediately carried
out the marriage. They become a new family and lived in a house. At
first, the mother and Onions behaved Garlic very well. However, the
good behavior did not to be last long. Soon, the Onion and her mother
began to show their bad attitude. Garlic was often scolded and given
heavy works when the father went to trade. She had to do a lot of
housework while the Onions just sit and did not work at all. However,
the situation was never told by her to his father, so the Garlic
continued to be treated badly by Onions and her mother.
One
day, his father was sick and passed away. Since then, Garlic was
treated worse than before. Garlic almost never had a break every day.
In the morning, she had to get up in order to prepare breakfast and
the water for Onion and her mother. Later, she also gave eating to
the livestock, washing clothes, and even watering the entire garden.
Although she should do so many works, she always did it happily. She
hoped, with such sincerity, her mother would love her sincerely
someday.
On
the morning, Garlic went to the river to wash the clothes. She was so
excited and washed vigorously. Because of getting too excited, she
was not aware that there was a shirt that washed away. She realized
that the shirt had been washed away when the flow carried it far
enough. Later, she pursued but did not get the shirt. She felt
hopeless and immediately went home.
The
shirt was her mother’s favorite. Of course, the mother was angry
and told her to look for the shirt until she could found it. Garlic
came back to the river and walked to the west to seek her mother’s
favorite shirt. She walked along the river up to tens of kilometers.
After that, Garlic suddenly saw someone who was bathing the buffalo
in the river. She asked the man about the clothes were washed away.
Later, she was informed that the shirt drifting and it was not far
from where she was standing. At that moment, Garlic immediately ran
down the river to find the shirt.
It
was getting dark and the Garlic found a home. Because of completely
exhausted, she decided to take a break in the house. Apparently, it
housed an old lady who had previously found the shirt. The old lady
wanted to return the shirt to her, but she should accompany the old
lady during a week. She agreed to stay with the lady for a week.
Within a week, she made the old lady to be so happy because she was
diligent and never complained even though felt so tired.
After
accompanying for a week, she was given a pumpkin as the gift. When
opening it, she was very surprised because there were so much gold
and gems. She immediately went home and told the happening to her
mother and also Onion. However, the gold and jewels that she got
immediately seized and she was forced to tell where the jewelry could
be obtained. Garlic immediately said that she got it from an old lady
who lived near the river.
In
the next day, Onion came to that house and stayed for a week like
what Garlic did. However, because Onion was a lazy girl, the old lady
gave a different pumpkin from Garlic. Onion did not care and Onion
immediately went home to open the pumpkin with her mother.
Apparently, the content was not gems or gold, but the venomous snake
that bit of Onion and the mother. Both of them died because of their
greed.
After
the happening, Garlic was living alone, but she was more calm and
lived happily with its gold and gems.
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http://www.caramudahbelajarbahasainggris.net
