Oliver twist retelling in English. Online reading The Adventures of Oliver Twist Chapter I The Adventures of Oliver Twist

FOREWORD

At one time it was considered that I committed a great indecency by bringing into the pages of this work some of the most disgusting representatives of the London underworld.

Since, in writing this book, I saw no reason why the scum of society could not serve our moral improvement (when not to let their language dazzle our ears) as well as his foam and cream, I dared to believe that this very "one's own time" may not mean "always" or even "for a long time." I had good reasons to go that route. I read dozens of books about thieves: dashing guys (mostly pleasant to handle), impeccably dressed, pockets full of money, they understand horses, act like the devil himself is not their brother, heartthrobs, they can both sing and drink a glass, and in play cards or dice - in a word, a society worthy of real men. But I have never met (except in Hogarth) pitiful reality. It seemed to me that to depict a group of such criminals in all unvarnished reality, to show the ugliness of their moral character, the baseness and insignificance of their way of life, to portray them as they really are - rats who hide in the dirtiest nooks and crannies of life, and where they will turn their eyes, everywhere in front of them hangs a large black gallows - it seemed to me that it was necessary to show this and that I would do good to society. And I did it, gaskilki became a skill for me.

In all the books known to me where such people are bred, they are depicted in an ornamented and seductive form. Even in the "Opera of the Beggars" the life of thieves is shown in such a way that one can envy them, and their leader Makhit, speaking in the scornful brilliance of his power and won the heart of the most beautiful girl, the only honest heroine of the play, causes the same admiration and desire to imitate him from the simple-hearted spectators. like every red-coated gentleman who, according to Voltaire, bought himself the right to command two or three thousand people and lead them to their death. Johnson's question whether anyone would be a thief because Macheath's death sentence was overturned seems to me out of place. I ask myself whether the fact that Makhit was sentenced to death, and that there are Peachum and Lokith, will prevent anyone from becoming a thief; and, remembering the captain's turbulent life, his attractive appearance, his brilliant successes and the advantages of his strong nature, I am ready to assure that no person with such inclinations will be a warning to his fate and such a person will see nothing in this play but an established pleasant road , - Oh yes! - sooner or later leads the respected ambitious person to the gallows.

In fact, Gay intended to ridicule the entire society with his witty satire, and, setting himself a broad goal, he did not think about what example his heroes could set. The same can be said about Sir Edward Bulwer's magnificently powerful novel Paul Clifford, which by no means can be considered a work that has anything to do with this topic, and it is unlikely that the author had such in mind.

What is the life depicted on these pages, the daily life of the Thief? What is its magic for people young and with vicious inclinations, what is its bait for the most stupid-headed underdogs? Here no one gallops across the moonlit moors, no one feasts in a cozy cave, no luxurious outfits, no gold-embroidered camisoles, no lace, no jackboots, no crimson jackets with ruffled cuffs, no glitter, no charm of expanse, which from ancient times were endowed with robbery. Cold wet night London streets, where thieves wander, not finding shelter; dirty, smelly den, filled to the top with all possible vices; dens of hunger and disease; torn clothes that barely rest on the shoulders - what's so seductive?

However, some people have such a graceful and fragile nature that they cannot calmly contemplate such horrors. No, the crime itself does not interfere with them, but the criminal, in order to satisfy their taste, must be presented as an expensive dish, with a delicate seasoning. Maccaroni in green velvet is a great guy, and Sykes in a cotton shirt is insufferable. Mrs. Maccaroni, a lady in a short skirt and a fancy dress, is worth being depicted in live paintings and lithographs with tech-

hundreds of popular songs; and Nancy, a commoner in a cotton dress and a cheap hoist, is unacceptable. It is amazing how Virtue turns away from dirty stockings and how Vice, combined with ribbons and colorful clothes, changes her name like a married woman and becomes Romance.

But I set a goal in this book to show truthfully everything that concerns these famous (in novels) people, even their appearance, and therefore I did not hide from my readers a single hole in Nancy's coat, no hairpin in Nancy's rose-colored hair. I did not believe in the sincerity of those who assured that their refined nature did not allow them to see these people. I did not seek to win them over to my side. I did not take into account their opinions, whether they approved or disapproved, did not seek their favor, and had no intention of entertaining them.

It has been said of Nancy that her devotion to the brutal burglar seems unnatural. And at the same time they objected to Sikes - rather inconsistently, as I dare to think - they say that he is too caricature, because there is not a trace of those virtues in him, which were objected to, considering them unnatural in his mistress. As for the last objection, I will say one thing: I am afraid that there are such callous, soulless people in the world, whose corruption is final and incurable. Either yes or no, I am sure friend: people like Sikes exist, and if you follow them for the same period of time and under the same circumstances as depicted in the novel, they will not find the slightest sign of goodness in anything. inclinations. Whether all the best human feelings perished in their souls, whether the string, which should have been touched and which is difficult to find, has taken on rust, I do not know, but I am sure that I have not sinned against the truth.

There is no point in arguing about whether the girl's behavior and disposition are natural or unnatural, probable or improbable, right or wrong. They are true. Everyone who has observed these sad shadows of life should know this. From the first moment this unfortunate girl appears to the way she lays her bloody head on the robber's chest, there is no exaggeration or fiction here. This is holy truth, for God leaves this truth in the hearts of the disorderly and unfortunate; they still have a glimmer of hope - the last clean drop of water at the bottom of the silted well. It contains the best and worst sides of our nature, it has many of the most disgusting features, but also the most noble ones; it is a contradiction, an anomaly, a message that seems impossible, but it is the truth. I am glad that it was called into question, because if I did not have a firm conviction that this truth must be told, the latter circumstance would have deprived me of any hesitation.

In the year 1850, an imbecile alderman publicly announced in London that Jacob's Island did not exist and never existed. However, even in 1867, Jacob's Island (a rather unpleasant place to this day) exists, although it has changed significantly.

1.	Charles Dickens The Adventures of Oliver Twist Translated by M. Pinchevsky and others.

2.	Chapter i tells about the place where he was born...

3.	Chapter II tells how Oliver Twist grew up...

4.	Section III tells how Oliver Twist...

5.	Section IV Oliver is offered another seat...

6.	Section V Oliver Meets His Fellow...

7.	Section VI Enraged With ridicule. Oliver...

8.	Section VII Oliver rebels further Noah Claypole...

9.	Section VIII Oliver goes to London. Expensive...

10.	Section IX contains more information about...

11.	Section X Oliver takes a closer look at...

12.	Section XI tells of the police judge, Mr.

13.	Chapter XII In which Oliver is better cared for...

14.	Section XIII The Smart Reader Meets New Members...

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16.	Section XV, shows how sincerely she loved Oliver Twist...

17.	Section XVI tells what happened to...

18.	Section XVII Fate reveals further disgrace to...

19.	CHAPTER XVIII How Oliver Spent His Time in the Saved...

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21.	Chapter XX, in which Oliver takes over...

22.	Section XXI Expedition in the Street was visible gray gloomy...

23.	Section XXII Robbery - Hey! - overheard...

24.	Section XXIII, which retells the content of the pleasant...

25.	Chapter XXIV, which speaks of things almost not guard...

26.	Chapter XXV, in which we return again to Mr.

27.	Chapter XXVI In which a new...

28.	Section XXVII expiates one of the previous...

29.	Chapter XXVIII, which speaks of Oliver Twist and...

30.	Section XXIX introduces the inhabitants of the house to which ...

31.	Section XXX talks about the impression...

32.	Section XXXI deals with the critical situation...

33.	Chapter XXXII of the happy life that began for Oliver...

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Plot (from Wikipedia):

Oliver Twist is a boy whose mother died in childbirth in the workhouse. He grows up in an orphanage at the local parish, the funds of which are extremely meager. Starving peers force him to ask for supplements for dinner. For this obstinacy, the authorities sell him to the undertaker's office, where Oliver is bullied by the senior apprentice.

After a fight with an apprentice, Oliver flees to London, where he falls into the gang of a young pickpocket, nicknamed the Artful Dodger. The cunning and treacherous Jew Fedzhin (Feygin) is in charge of the den of criminals. Cold-blooded killer and robber Bill Sykes also visits there. His 17-year-old girlfriend Nancy sees Oliver as a kindred spirit and is kind to him.

The plans of the criminals include teaching Oliver the trade of a pickpocket, but after a failed robbery, the boy ends up in the house of a virtuous gentleman, Mr. Brownlow, who eventually begins to suspect that Oliver is the son of his friend. Sykes and Nancy bring Oliver back to the underworld to take part in a heist.

As it turns out, Monks, Oliver's half-brother, is behind Fagin and is trying to disinherit him. After another failure of the criminals, Oliver first ends up in the house of Miss Rose Maylie, who at the end of the book turns out to be the hero's aunt. Nancy comes to them with the news that Monks and Fagin are not parting with the hope of stealing or killing Oliver. And with this news, Roz Meily goes to Mr. Brownlow's house to resolve this situation with his help. Oliver then returns to Mr. Brownlow.

Sikes becomes aware of Nancy's visits to Mr. Brownlow. In a fit of anger, the villain kills the unfortunate girl, but soon he himself dies. Monks has to reveal his dirty secrets, come to terms with the loss of his inheritance and leave for America, where he will die in prison. Fagin goes to the gallows. Oliver lives happily in the home of his savior, Mr. Brownlow.

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Introduction

This screenplay is based on an adaptation of J. Dooley's version of Charles Dickens' novel Oliver Twist.

The theatrical performance is the final stage of the project activity on the topic "Outstanding English writers: Charles Dickens".

Work on the project was carried out at English lessons (home reading) for several months. When reading the work, special attention was paid to pronunciation and intonation. The students acted out dialogues and individual scenes from the book even before the performance. In the future, the project participants themselves selected future performers of the roles.

Preparation for the performance and the theatrical performance itself within the framework of this project creates the maximum conditions for the manifestation and development of the creative artistic abilities of students.

Working on a project develops imagination, fantasy, collective responsibility for the result of joint activities and brings satisfaction to students who see the product of their own work.

Such forms of presentation as a theatrical performance are also part of the speech practice and the integrative development of communicative skills of foreign language speech communication as a kind of work to maintain the achieved level, improve and deepen the preparation of students.

The presented scenario can be used as part of extracurricular work on the subject.

Introduction

	Hey Jane! I haven't seen you for ages!
	Hello Mike, glad to meet you.
	Are you in a hurry? I'm going to have a snack. Will you join me? We can chat a little.
	With great pleasure but not today. I`m to learn my part for our school play “Oliver Twist” by Charles Dickens.
	Really! It's great! I'm sure it's a kind of a tearful love story.
	Nothing of the kind! It's about a small boy, whose mother had died in a workhouse giving him birth. His life was very hard and full of mystery.
	And what is “workhouse”?
	“Many years ago in England there were special places called workhouses, where poor people went to live when they had no money or work, no families. Most of them had nowhere else to go. They worked for food and shelter”.
	Oh how interesting! I like history. Charles Dickens is buried in Westminster Abbey isn't he?
	You're right he is.
	I was in London last year and I saw his grave. But I haven't read any of his books.
	I've got only one at home. And it's "Oliver Twist".

	call me tomorrow.
	Done. Good-bye, Jane.

Mr. Brown, a doctor (or Mrs. Brown)

A room in a workhouse. Sally is sitting with the doctor at the table, drinking tea.

	What awful weather it is today!
	It's a real storm Sally
	Some more tea doctor?
	Oh, no, thanks. How long have you been living here Sally.
	For fifty years, Mr. Brown, for fifty years. And it wasn't an easy life, believe me. The knock at the door
	Don't you hear?

	Somebody has knocked at the door.
	Who is there I wonder? They open the door and help the young woman in.
	Come in dear. Feel at home. It's a very bad idea to go out of the house in such bad weather The woman faints.
	Oh, my God, she is pregnant! *The woman comes to herself*
	Don't be afraid, dear. Your child will be born soon, don't worry! Boil some water Sally. I'll prepare everything. Doctor goes out.
	I've had thirteen children and I've often helped the doctor when a child was born. Close your eyes now and try to rest.
	My good woman, help me, please The woman takes off the gold chain with a locket Take these things… please, keep them safe for my child… I’m very sick! I don't think I'll live to see the baby. Sally puts the chain into her pocket
	Don't talk like that. You'll need all your strength for the birth!
	Come with me dear, you mustn't think about dying.
	Doctor takes the woman to another room. After some time the baby`s cry is heard. Doctor comes out with the baby in his hands. He gives the baby to Sally
	“Well Sally, I'm afraid there's nothing more I can do here. She died. She was too weak. Where did she come from?
	I don't know, but she walked a long way to get here. Her shoes were worn out.”
	And the baby's father?
	We don't know anything about him. May be he's dead. She arrived here alone.
	Poor girl! I have to prepare everything for the burial. Till tomorrow Sally.
	Good bye, doctor. Sally looks at the child and puts him in a cradle. She sits down and takes the chain and a locket out of her pocket. What have we got here? Oh, two locks of hair… two portraits and a wedding ring… “A very sad story. Poor baby… I'm sorry, but I'm going to keep these things and sell them myself. Then I can have a bit of money now that I'm old.”

Scene II

a manager of the

workhouse Mr. Sowerberry, a coffin maker

Oliver Twist Clara, his wife.

Master (or mistress) Noah the boy who works with the coffin maker.

Nine years passed. Mr. Bumble brings Oliver to the men's workhouse

	Now Oliver you begin a new life. I'm Mr. Bumble the manager of the workhouse. Your surname will be … Twist. Oliver Twist. Well, a nice name, isn't it?
	Yes, sir. I like it.
	You must know that I'm very, very strict. If anyone in the workhouse does anything wrong, I hit them with this stick He shows Oliver a stick

	What, I don't hear!
	Yes, sir, I see it.
	Well… Every day you’ll get a bowl of soup and a piece of bread on Sundays. Be a good boy.

	What, I don't hear!
	I'll be a good boy, sir.
	Go, then, this young man will show you your place. Oliver is brought to the dining room
	Hi, Oliver. Welcome to our hell. Have you got anything to eat?
	No, I'm hungry myself. We never had enough to eat in another house and never heard a kind word there. I hoped that it would be better here.
	Better? The soup they serve is mostly water. We eat bread only once a week and it is so dry that we can break our teeth.
	We are so hungry that we decided that someone had to ask for more food.
	If one boy gets more soup we can all get more. Let's draw lots. The boys pull sticks Well, you are to do it Oliver Master of the workhouse appears Dinner! You, young bastards, dinner! Master serves the soup, the children swallow the soup at once
	Go on then Oliver, ask for some more! Oliver holds out his bowl
	Please sir. I want some more

	Please, sir, I'm hungry I want some more. Master hits Oliver with his soup spoon.
	Mr. Bumble, Mr. Bumble!
	What's the matter Master?
	Oliver Twist wants more soup!
	“What?! I can't believe my ears! No one has ever asked for more! Oliver Twist, you are a bad, ungrateful boy! I'll lock you in a dark cellar with rats!” Mr. Bumble takes Oliver away shaking him. He puts a notice on the door of the workhouse “Do you want a boy to learn a useful job? We will give 5 pounds to anyone who takes him.” On his way back Bumble meets Mr. Sowerberry, the coffin maker.
	Oh, good evening Mr. Sowerberry, do you know anyone who wants a boy - and five pounds?
	I think I'll take him. I need a boy to work in my shop. But I would like to look at him.
	Mr. Bumble brings Oliver to the room
	Oh, he is small but very nice looking. What is your name boy?
	Oliver Twist, sir.
	Well you'll come with me boy (he smiles)
	Very well sir. Let's make the arrangements. Mr. Sowwerberry`s house.
	Clara, will you come here for a moment, my dear (Oliver bows)
	Hmm... he's so small.
	“Yes, he is small, but he'll grow, ma'am.
	Oh, yes, he'll grow all right … on our food and drink! Get downstairs, you little bag of bones! Charlotte, give this boy those bits of meat the dog didn't eat. Your bed's under the shop counter. There's nowhere else, so enjoy sleeping in there - with the coffins (she laughs)”. Morning in the house of Mr. Sowerberry. Oliver is making a wreath. Noah Claypole appears and kicks Oliver.
	Hey, you dirty beggar! stand up! I'm Mister Noah Claypole and you must do what I tell you. Why is Mr. Sowerberry so kind to you, I wonder? Is it because of your pretty face?
	I don't know, sir. Noah kicks Oliver again.
	And where is your mother?
	Oliver is about to cry
	I heard your mother was a bad woman Oliver jumps to his feet and hits Noah Mrs. Sowerberry! Help! Oliver's murdering me!
	You bloody beast! She drags Oliver away You`ll not get any food for the whole day. Go and sit with the coffins in your cellar till Mr. Sowerberry comes. Oliver is sitting on the floor. He begins to pack his things.
	I can't stay here any longer. Mr. Sowerberry is a kind man. But he won't believe me. I'll run away to London and look for work there. Oliver puts his things in a big handkerchief and leaves the house.

Scene III

Jack Dawkins (Artful Dodger)

Boy 1 An old gentleman

Boy 2 A man from a bookshop

Street in London. Oliver is sitting on a doorstep. A boy wearing a man's coat and a top hat comes up to him

	hello there. What's the matter?
	I'm very hungry and tired. I've been on the road for seven days
	Stay here and I'll buy you something to eat Jack brings bread and cold meat My name is Jack Dawkins, but they call me the Artful Dodger. Have you got any money?

	I suppose you want somewhere to sleep tonight, don't you?

	I know an old man who can help you. Come with me.
	Thank you very much! The boys come to a big room. An old man with long greasy red hair is cooking something. A few boys are sitting around the table, playing cards. A lot of silk handkerchiefs are hanging across the room.
	Mr. Fagin, meet my friend, Oliver Twist!
	Glad to meet you. Feel yourself at home, young man. You naughty boys! Fagin laughs and playfully hit the boys with a fork They like jokes! Oliver stares at the handkerchief's We've just washed them up my dear!
	You are all so cheerful and friendly! I'm happy to meet you. Charley Bates and Jack give Fagin well-made wallets and handkerchiefs.
	Look Oliver, what clever boys they are. They worked so hard. Would you like to learn to come home every day with wallets and handkerchiefs like these, hmm?
	Oh, yes, sir if you teach me! Fagin and the boys laugh.
	Now we'll play a game. I'll put some things into my pocket and you try to take them out secretly. If I feel a hand in my pocket I'm the winner. If I don't feel your hand, then you win. They begin to play. Do you want to play Oliver?
	Oliver learns quickly.
	Very well my boy.
	Jack, Charley you may take him with you. Charley, Jack and Oliver slowly walk along the street. Charley points towards an old gentleman standing with a book outside a bookshop.
	Do you see that gentleman with a book? He`ll do. He doesn't seem to notice anything around.
	Perfect! The book is very interesting isn`t it? They laugh, then slowly come up to the man. Jack pulls the handkerchief out of his pocket. He turns to Oliver Oliver is shocked. He doesn't move.
	You are thieves! My God! You are thieves!
	Oliver tries to run, but an old gentleman catches hold of him.
An old gentleman:	Shame on you! You've stolen my handkerchief. I'll take you to the police station!
A man from the bookshop:	This is not a thief. I saw everything from my shop. Two other boys had stolen the handkerchief!
An old gentleman:	The boy is ill. Get a carriage! I'm taking him to my home. My name is Mr. Brownlow. I'll take care of him.

Scene IV

Mr. Brownlow, an old gentleman

Mrs. Bedwin, the housekeeper

Mr. Grimwig (or Mrs. Grimwig)

A sitting room in Mr. Brownlow's house. Oliver is looking at the portrait of a young lady on the wall.Mrs. Bedwin comes in.

	Do you like that picture, dear?
	Yes. The lady's face is so beautiful, but her eyes look sad.
	If the picture makes you sad, you mustn't look at it. I'll move your chair so that you can't see it. She moves the chair. Mr. Brownlow comes in
	How are you, my dear?
	Very well now, thank you, sir. Mr. Brownlow stars at the picture above Oliver's chair.
	Mrs. Bedwin, what's this? Look at the boy's face! Look at the picture!
	Oliver's face is exactly like the face in the picture! This portrait makes him sad. I'd better take it away.
	You are right. He suffered so much in his short life! Oliver, I want to talk to you.
	Oh please, sir. Don't tell me you are going to send me away!
	No, my dear child. I'll never send you away! A knock at the door. Mr. Grimwig comes.
	Hello! What's that?
	This is Oliver Twist, the boy I told you about.
	Don't trust that boy. He has told you a pack of lies, or I'll eat my hat.
	Mrs. Bedwin comes in with some books.

	I want to send some books back there.
	Why don't you let Oliver take them back to the shop.
	Oh, yes, let me go, sir.
	Very well. I trust you, Oliver. Take these books and this money and bring me ten shillings change.
	Yes, sir, thank you! I'll run all the way. Oliver runs out. Mr. Brownlow looks at the clock.
	He'll be back in … twenty minutes!
	“Do you really think he'll come back? The boy has new clothes, five pounds and some books. He'll go straight back to his friends, the thieves and laugh at you. If that boy comes back here tonight, I'll eat my hat.” Mr. Bedwin brings tea. From time to time they look at the watch. It is rather late I'll go. Good bye Mr. Brownlow. I have never liked the boys, you know … He leaves the house.

Fagin's room. Fagin is very angry.

	How could you leave Oliver alone, you, stupid beasts! Where is he now I wonder.
	We told him to run away but he could hardly move.
	I'll teach you a good lesson and you'll never move at all. He takes his stick. A man and a woman come in.
	What's all this noise? What's going on in here?
	“These stupid boys have lost Oliver and I’m afraid he will tell the police we’re thieves. We must find him before he talks!
	Nancy can help us. The police doesn`t know she works with us.”
	“Yes, Nancy, my dear, you can go to the police station. Tell them you've lost your little brother Oliver and find out where he is.”
	An old gentlemen took him home. The old boy likes to read books.
	Bill and Nancy! Watch the bookshop. Sooner or later we'll find Oliver. On his way to the bookshop Oliver meets Bill and Nancy. Nancy embraces him.
	With tears in her voiceOliver, you bad boy! Where have you been? Our mother is so worried!
	You young devil! Aren't you ashamed? Oh, and what have you got there? Stolen books, eh? And money! That's mine. Bill snatches the money out of the boy's hand and puts it in his pocket. Oliver tries to escape. They come to Fagin`s house.
	Oliver, my dear! You’re looking very well … what have you got for us - books?
	“I don't care what you do to me, but please send the books back to Mr. Brownlow! He’s waiting for me and he’ll think I`ve stolen them.”
	That's right! He'll think you're a thief! Excellent! Oliver rushes towards the door. Fagin grabbed Oliver.
	So, you want to run away again … you want to go to the police, eh? I'll teach you not to do that! He takes his stick. Nancy snatches it out of his hand and throws it away.
	You've got the boy back, but I won't let you hurt him!
	Go to bed boy. You'll have to work a little soon. Nancy takes Oliver away
	I saw the house, Fagin! There's only one window without bars. It is too small for a man to get through!
	Hmm…can a boy get in?
	Yes … if he is very small and thin.
	Well … Oliver's very small and thin, Bill. Fagin and Nancy enter the room where Oliver sleeps. Fagin wakes Oliver up. Oliver, you'll go with Bill. He is a dangerous man. Don't do anything to make him angry. He's not afraid of blood! Nancy, dear, get the boy.
	(speaking in a whisper) Listen to me Oliver. Do what Bill tells you. Don't shout or cry or try to escape. If you do, he'll kill both of us. She takes the boy's hand and they go away.

Oliver Twist. Charles Dickens retoldby Jenny Dooley. Express Publishing, 2003

Quote according to J. Dooley "Oliver Twist"

1. What do you know about the history of Oliver Twist? Read the biography to find out.

Charles Dickens
(1812-1870)

Born in Portsmouth, but his family moved to London when he was ten years old. Later, he went to work in a factory to pay rent and support his family, as his father was in prison for non-payment of debts. The release of his father and the improvement in the family's fortunes put things right, but Dickens never forgave his mother for leaving him at the factory. He first made a name for himself as a writer in his twenties with The Pickwick Papers (1836).

The work of Oliver Twist (1837-1839) is about a boy born in a workhouse for the poor. Some other boys made him beg for more food. As a result, Oliver was then sold. Suffering from terrible cruelty, he runs away and joins a young criminal who teaches him how to steal a wallet. The overall theme of the novel is that of selfishness and dishonesty, as most people cheat on Oliver. Few people show him love and kindness.

2. Listen and read the text on pages 108-109. Choose the correct answer (A, B, C or D) for questions 1-5.
1. At every meal, boys...
A) were happy to receive one spoonful of porridge.
C) had to wash bowls and spoons.
C) wanted to eat more.
D) tired of cleaning fingers from food.

2. A tall boy whose father was a baker...
A) was more hungry than the other boys.
C) used to this kind of life.
C) was afraid of what hunger might do to him.
D) was afraid of the night.

3. Before they could eat, the boys had to...
A) give your bowls to the owner.
c) Take your chairs at the table.
C) distribute food.
D) read a prayer of thanksgiving.

4. The boys decided that Oliver would be the one who...
A) elbow the owner.
C) will distribute porridge.
C) will ask for another portion.
D) walks along the table.

5. When Oliver asked for more, the master...
A) was shocked.
C) lost his voice.
C) became paralyzed.
D) turned white with fear.

Oliver Twist

The boys in the workhouse (a house where the poor lived and did thankless work for food) ate in a large stone hall. At one end was a cauldron, from which the owner distributed porridge during meals. Each boy had only one full spoon and no more, except on holidays, when they were given two ounces (56 grams) of porridge and a quarter of bread.
The bowls never needed washing as the boys polished them with their spoons until they shone. When they do this, they will sit staring at the cauldron with eager eyes, as if they could easily eat even the very bricks of which it was made. Meanwhile, they licked their fingers, trying to find any random bits of porridge.
In general, the boys have an excellent appetite and Oliver and his friends suffered from slow fasting for three months. They finally became so wild with hunger that one boy, who was somewhat tall for his age and not at all accustomed to such food, because his father owned a small bakery, told his friends that if he did not have one more spoonful of porridge daily , he was afraid that one night he might eat the boy who slept next to him. He seemed to have a wild, hungry look, and the others completely believed him. A meeting was held and a lottery was held to see who should approach the host after dinner that evening and ask for more. The task fell to Oliver Twist.
Evening came and the boys took their places. The host, in his cook's apron, stood by the cauldron with his assistants behind him. The porridge was distributed and a long prayer was said. After the porridge was over, the boys whispered to each other and winked at Oliver while his neighbors nudged him. Oliver was desperate with hunger and suffering. He got up from the table and, approaching the host with his bowl, said:
"Please sir, I want some more"
The owner was a fat, healthy man, but he turned very pale. He stared at the boy in amazement for a few seconds and then leaned on the cauldron. His assistants were paralyzed with surprise, and the boys with fear.
"What?" said the master in an ultimately feeble voice.
"Please, sir," replied Oliver, "I want some more."
The owner hit Oliver on the head with a ladle, grabbed him tightly and loudly called the policeman.

3a. Match the underlined words with their meanings below.
work amazement cry, scream
friends completely unable to move

3b. Explain the underlined words/phrases. Select some and show or draw their meanings.

4. Which sentence in the text do you think best describes the picture?

5b. Use the verbs above to say how you will look in the following situations:
1. at your neighbor through closed curtains
2. look at yourself in the mirror
3. on the clock to see what time it is
4. someone who interrupts you during your performance
5. headlines in a hurry
6. someone in very unusual clothes

6. Complete the idioms using the words given in the list. Check the list of words Are there similar idioms in your language?
(tea, cake, water, cucumber, milk)
1. Now he is in serious trouble. He is really in trouble (literally: hot water).
2. Ann is always calm and does not worry about anything. She is also unflappable (literally: cool as a cucumber).
3. You can do it. It's easy. This is a trifling matter (literally: a piece of the pie).
4. You can't change anything now. Tears will not help grief (Literally: do not cry over spilled milk).
5. I really don't like going to the theatre. This is not to my taste (Literally: not my cup of tea).

7. Portfolio: Write an article to describe what you think happened when the cop arrived. Compare with your partner's results

Original texts translated above:

Charles Dickens
(1812-1870)
I was born in Portsmouth, Hampshire.
but his family moved to London ^ when he was ten. He later went to work in a factory to pay lor his accommodation
and support his family as his father was in prison for not paying his debts. His father’s eventual release and an improvement in the family’s fortunes helped matters, but Dickens never forgave his mother for leaving him in the factory. He first made a name for himself as a writer in his twenties with The Pickwick Papers (1836).
Oliver Twist (1837-1839) is about a boy born in a workhouse for the poor. Some of the other boys make him ask for more food. as a result. Oliver is then sold. Suffering terrible cruelty, he runs away and joins a young criminal who teaches him how to steal wallets. The general theme of the novel is that of selfishness and dishonesty as most people take advantage of Oliver. Few people show him love and kindness.
Oliwvr Twist
The boys al (he workhouse" ale in a large
stone hall. At one end there was a copper2, out of which the master ladled3 gruel4 at mealtimes. Each boy had only one ladleful and no more, except on public holidays when he had two ounces5 and a quarter of bread.
The bowls never needed washing as the boys polished them with their spoons until they shone. When they had done this, they would sit staring at the copper with such eager eyes as if they could easily eat the very bricks of which it was made. Meanwhile, they licked their fingers trying to catch any stray splashes of gruel.
Generally, boys have excellent appetites and so Oliver and his companions suffered from slow starvation for three months. They finally got so wild with hunger that one boy, who was somewhat tall for his age and not at all used to that sort of thing because his father had owned a small bakery, said to
his companions that unless he had another spoon of 20 gruel daily, he was afraid that one night he might eat the boy who slept next to him. He seemed to have a wild, hungry look in his eye and the others entirely believed him. A meeting was held and lots were drawn to see who should walk up to the master after 25 supper that evening and ask for more. The task fell to Oliver Twist.
The evening arrived and the boys took their places. The master, in his cook's apron, stood beside the copper with his assistants behind him. 30 The gruel was served out and a long grace6 was said. After the gruel disappeared, the boys whispered to each other and winked at Oliver, while his neighbors nudged him. Oliver was desperate with hunger and misery. He rose from 35 the table and. walking towards the master with his bowl, said,
"Please, sir, I want some more.'
The master was a fat, healthy man but he turned very pale. He gazed in astonishment at the boy for 40 some seconds and then held on to the copper for support. His assistants were paralysed with wonder and the boys with fear.
‘What?’ said the master eventually in a faint voice. 45
‘Please, sir,’ replied Oliver, ‘I want some more.’
The master hit Oliver's head with the ladle, held him tightly in his arms and shrieked aloud for the policeman.

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