（查理与巧克力工厂）英语故事.docx

（查理与巧克力工厂）英语故事（查理与巧克力工厂）英语故事这是一本既写给孩子又写给大人的书。接下来，我给大家准备了（查理与巧克力工厂）英语故事,欢迎大家参考与借鉴。（查理与巧克力工厂）英语故事RoaldDahlsbelovedbook,CharlieandtheChocolateFactory,celebratesits50thbirthdaythisyearandyesterday,TheGuardianhaspostedafuntreatforitsfans:apreviouslyunpublishedchapterfromanearlydraftofthebook.TheVanillaFudgeRoomwasdiscoveredamongDahlspapersafterhedied;accordingtoTheGuardian,itwasdeemedtoowild,subversiveandinsufficientlymoralforthetendermindsofBritishchildren.TheVanillaFudgeRoomwouldhavebeenchapterfive,andinit,Charlieaccompaniedbyhismother,nothisgrandfatherandafewotherkidsheadwithWonkatotheVanillaFudgeRoom,wheretherewasanactualmountain,acolossaljaggedmountainashighasafive-storeybuilding,andthewholethingwasmadeofpale-brown,creamy,vanillafudge.Naturally,twodisobedientchildrengetintosometroubleafterdecidingagainstWonkaswishestoridethewagonstheworkerswereusingtotransportfudge:Theremainingeightchildren,togetherwiththeirmothersandfathers,wereusheredoutintothelongwhitecorridoronceagain.IwonderhowAugustusPottleandMirandaGropearefeelingnow?CharlieBucketaskedhismother.Nottoococky,IshouldntthinkMrsBucketanswered.Hereholdontomyhand,willyou,darling.Thatsright.Holdontightandtrynottoletgo.Anddontyougodoinganythingsillyinhere,either,youunderstand,oryoumightgetsuckedupintooneofthosedreadfulpipesyourself,orsomethingevenworsemaybe.Whoknows?LittleCharlietookatighterholdofMrsBucketshandastheywalkeddownthelongcorridor.Soontheycametoadooronwhichitsaid:THEVANILLAFUDGEROOMHey,thisiswhereAugustusPottlewentto,isntit?CharlieBucketsaid.No,MrWonkatoldhim.AugustusPottleisinChocolateFudge.ThisisVanilla.Comeinside,everybody,andtakeapeek.Theywentintoanothercavernousroom,andhereagainareallysplendidsightmettheireyes.Inthecentreoftheroomtherewasanactualmountain,acolossaljaggedmountainashighasafive-storeybuilding,andthewholethingwasmadeofpale-brown,creamy,vanillafudge.Allthewayupthesidesofthemountain,hundredsofmenwereworkingawaywithpicksanddrills,hackinggreathunksoffudgeoutofthemountainside;andsomeofthem,thosethatwerehighupindangerousplaces,wereropedtogetherforsafety.Asthehugehunksoffudgewerepriedloose,theywenttumblingandbouncingdownthemountain,andwhentheyreachedthebottomtheywerepickedupbycraneswithgrab-buckets,andthecranesdumpedthefudgeintoopenwaggonsintoanendlessmovinglineofwaggons(ratherlikesmallishrailwaywaggons)whichcarriedthestuffawaytothefarendoftheroomandthenthroughaholeinthewall.Itsallfudge!MrWonkasaidgrandly.Canweclimbuptothetop?Thechildrenshouted,jumpingupanddown.Yes,ifyouarecareful,MrWonkasaid.Gouponthatsideovertherewherethemenarentworking,thenthebighunkswontcometumblingdownontopofyou.Sothechildrenhadawonderfultimescramblinguptothetopofthemountainandscramblingdownagain,andallthewaythereandbacktheykeptpickinguplumpsoffudgeandguzzlingthem.NowImgoingtohaverideononeofthosewaggons,saidaratherbumptiouslittleboycalledWilburRice.SoamI!ShoutedanotherboycalledTommyTroutbeck.No,pleasedontdothat.MrWonkasaid.Thosethingsaredangerous.Youmightgetrunover.Youdbetternot,Wilbur,darling,MrsRice(Wilbursmother)said.Dontyoudoiteither,Tommy,MrsTroutbeck(Tommysmother)toldhim.Themanheresaysitsdangerous.Nuts!ExclaimedTommyTroutbeck.Nutstoyou!CrazyoldWonka!shoutedWilburRice,andthetwoboysranforwardandjumpedontooneofthewaggonsasitwentby.Thentheyclimbedupandsatrightonthetopofitsloadoffudge.Heigh-hoeverybody!shoutedWilburRice.FirststopChicago!shoutedTommyTroutbeck,wavinghisarms.Heswrongaboutthat,MrWillyWonkasaidquietly.ThefirststopismostcertainlynotChicago.Hesquitealad,ourWilbur,MrRice(Wilbursfather)saidproudly.Hesalwaysuptohislittletricks.Wilbur!shoutedMrsRice,asthewaggonwentshootingacrosstheroom.Comeoffthereatonce!Doyouhearme!YoutooTommy!shoutedMrsTroutbeck.Comeon,offyouget!Theresnoknowingwherethatthingsheadedfor!Wilbur!ShoutedMrsRice.Willyougetoffthatthatmygoodness!Itsgonethroughaholeinthewall!DontsayIdidntwarnthem,MrWonkadeclared.Yourchildrenarenotparticularlyobedient,arethey?Butwherehasitgone?Bothmotherscriedatthesametime.Whatsthroughthathole?Thathole,saidMrWonka,leadsdirectlytowhatwecallThePoundingAndCuttingRoom.Inthere,theroughfudgegetstippedoutofthewaggonsintothemouthofahugemachine.Themachinethenpoundsitagainsttheflooruntilitisallniceandsmoothandthin.Afterthat,awholelotofknivescomedownandgochopchopchop,cuttingitupintoneatlittlesquares,readyfortheshops.Howdareyou!screamedMrsRice.IrefusetoallowourWilburtobecutupintoneatlittlesquares.ThatgoesforTommy,too!criedMrsTroutbeck.Noboyofmineisgoingtobeputintoashopwindowasvanillafudge!Wevespenttoomuchonhiseducationalready!Quiteright,saidMrTroutbeck.WedidntbringTommyinherejusttofeedyourrottenfudgemachine!Webroughthimhereforyourfudgemachinetofeedhim!Youvegotitthewrongwayroundabit,haventyou,MrWonka?Illsayhehas!saidMrsTroutbeck.Now,now,murmuredMrWillyWonkasoothingly.Now,now,now.Calmdown,everybody,please.Ifthefourparentsconcernedwillkindlygoalongwiththisassistantofminehere,theywillbetakendirectlyto(the)roomwheretheirboysarewaiting.Yousee,wehavealargewirestrainerintherewhichisusedspeciallyforcatchingchildrenbeforetheyfallintothemachine.Italwayscatchesthem.Atleastitalwayshasuptonow.Iwonder,saidMrsTroutbeck.SodoI,saidMrsRice.Andhighuponthemountainside,oneoftheworkerslifteduphisvoice,andsang:Eightlittlechildrensuchcharminglittlechicks.ButtwoofthemsaidNutstoyou,andthenthereweresix.