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The Television-Chocolate Room
Attheotherendoftheroom,aboutfiftypacesawayfromthecamera,asingleOompa-Loompa(alsowearingaspacesuit)wassittingatablacktablegazingatthescreenofaverylargetelevisionset.
’Herewego!’criedMrWonka,hoppingupanddownwithexcitement. ’ThisistheTestingRoomformyverylatestandgreatestinvention—TelevisionChocolate!’
’ButwhatisTelevisionChocolate?’askedMikeTeavee.
’Goodheavens,child,stopinterruptingme!’saidMrWonka. ’Itworksbytelevision.Idon’tliketelevisionmyself. Isupposeit’sallrightinsmalldoses,butchildrenneverseemtobeabletotakeitinsmalldoses. Theywanttosittherealldaylongstaringandstaringatthescreen...’
’That’sme!’saidMikeTeavee.
’Shutup!’saidMrTeavee.
’Thankyou,’saidMrWonka. ’Ishallnowtellyouhowthisamazingtelevisionsetofmineworks. Butfirstofall,doyouknowhowordinarytelevisionworks? Itisverysimple.Atoneend,wherethepictureisbeingtaken,youhavealargecinecameraandyoustartphotographingsomething. Thephotographsarethensplitupintomillionsoftinylittlepieceswhicharesosmallthatyoucan’tseethem, andtheselittlepiecesareshotoutintotheskybyelectricity.Inthesky,theygowhizzingaroundallovertheplaceuntilsuddenlytheyhittheantennaontheroofofsomebody’shouse.
