Чарли и шоколадная фабрика
The Family Begins to Starve
ButCharlieBucketnevergotwhathewantedbecausethefamilycouldn’taffordit,andasthecoldweatherwentonandon,hebecameravenouslyanddesperatelyhungry. Bothbarsofchocolate,thebirthdayoneandtheoneGrandpaJoehadbought,hadlongsincebeennibbledaway,andallhegotnowwerethosethin,cabbagymealsthreetimesaday.
Thenallatonce,themealsbecameeventhinner.
Thereasonforthiswasthatthetoothpastefactory,theplacewhereMrBucketworked,suddenlywentbustandhadtoclosedown. Quickly,MrBuckettriedtogetanotherjob.Buthehadnoluck. Intheend,theonlywayinwhichhemanagedtoearnafewpennieswasbyshovellingsnowinthestreets. Butitwasn’tenoughtobuyevenaquarterofthefoodthatsevenpeopleneeded. Thesituationbecamedesperate. Breakfastwasasinglesliceofbreadforeachpersonnow,andlunchwasmaybehalfaboiledpotato.
Slowlybutsurely,everybodyinthehousebegantostarve.
Andeveryday,littleCharlieBucket,trudgingthroughthesnowonhiswaytoschool,wouldhavetopassMrWillyWonka’sgiantchocolatefactory. Andeveryday,ashecameneartoit,hewouldlifthissmallpointednosehighintheairandsniffthewonderfulsweetsmellofmeltingchocolate. Sometimes,hewouldstandmotionlessoutsidethegatesforseveralminutesonend,takingdeepswallowingbreathsasthoughheweretryingtoeatthesmellitself.
’Thatchild,’saidGrandpaJoe,pokinghisheadupfromundertheblanketoneicymorning,’thatchildhasgottohavemorefood. Itdoesn’tmatteraboutus.
