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1. The Darling.
She loved the children and looked after them carefully. However, people stopped to stare when they saw the three children with their nanny. You see, Nana was a large yellow dog that the Darlings met in the park. Mr. Darling worried that his neighbors might think she was strange, but Nana was the best nanny in London. She kept the children safe and she made them very happy. In fact, the Darling family was the happiest family in London until Peter Pan came.
The Darling children often dreamed of the magical land called the Neverland. They saw the strange land with its lagoons, caves and forests. The Neverland was different for each of the children. John lived in a boat turned upside down on the sand. Michael lived in a wigwam, while Wendy lived in a house made of leaves sewn together. They all dreamed of peter, however, especially Wendy. She knew that Peter often cam to the children’s room at night while they were asleep. When she told her mother about this, Mrs. Darling did not believe her.
«No one can get into the house without knocking, dear,» said Mrs. Darling.
«I think peter comes in through the window,» said Wendy.
«But my love, the window is three floors up,» smiled Mrs. Darling.
«Yes,» said Wendy, «but Peter can fly.»
Mrs. Darling was sure that Peter was just a dream, but the next night proved that Wendy had not been dreaming and that Peter was real.
2. The Shadow
That night was Nana’s night off and she went out. So, Mrs. Darling bathed the children and put them to bed instead. She sang to them until they fell asleep. She kissed them all and sat by the fire to sew a shirt for Michael. The room was very warm and soon Mrs. Darling fell asleep in her chair.
She dreamed that a strange boy flew out of the Neverland. Then, she saw Wendy, Michael and John. They were in that magical place, the Neverland. As she slept, the window blew open and a boy flew through it. There was a small light with him and it flew quickly about the room. The light woke Mrs. Darling up and when she saw him, she screamed. Just then, Nana ran into the room. She was back from her night off and she heard Mrs. Darling cry out.
Nana ran towards Peter and he jumped up to fly out the window. As he tried to escape, she snapped at him and she pulled off his shadow.
Peter flew off into the night sky, but his shadow was in Nana’s mouth. It looked like a piece of black cloth. Carefully, Mrs. Darling took the shadow from Nana’s mouth. She did not know what to do with it. She did not want to show it to Mr. Darling. He might be angry with Nana. She thought about hanging it out of the window for Peter. He might come to get it later. But Mrs. Darling didn’t do that, because it looked like a dirty rag, and she was worried what the neighbours might think. She hid the shadow in a drawer in the bedroom so it would be safe.
3. Peter Meets Wendy
The next week, Mr. and Mrs. Darling planned to go out night with friends. Everyone was unhappy. The children didn’t want to go to bed. When Nana ran across the room, she went past Mr. Darling. She touched his legs by accident and left hair on his best trousers. Mr. Darling was angry with Nana and he tied her up in the garden to sleep.
As soon as Mr. and Mrs. Darling left, Peter flew through the window into the children’s room. The little light was with him again. When it stopped flying round the room, you could see that it was not a light. It was a tiny fairy and her name was Tinker Bell. She was very pretty and her voice was like tiny bells. Peter and Tinker Bell started to search everywhere in the children’s room for the shadow. At last, they found it in a drawer, and Peter tried to stick it on again with some soap. It didn’t work, of course, and Peter started to cry. Wendy woke up and saw Peter crying. She was very surprised.
«Why are you crying?» she asked.
Peter stopped crying and decided to talk. This girl looked nice.
«What’s your name?» he asked.
«Wendy Darling,» she replied. «What’s your name?»
«Peter Pan»
«Why are you crying?» Wendy asked again.
«I can’t get my shadow to stick on,» said Peter. «And anyway, I wasn’t crying!»
Wendy knew what to do.
«I’ll sew your shadow back on for you,» she said.
She took a needle, thread from Mrs. Darling’s sewing box, and sewed Peter’s shadow to his feet.
«There!»
Peter was very happy and he danced around the room.
«Oh! How clever I am!» he said as he continued to dance. «And you did a little, too.»
So, Wendy met Peter Pan all because Nana was in the garden.
4. The Children Can Fly.
«How old are you?» asked Wendy.
«I don’t know,» said Peter. «But I am quite young. I ran away the day I was born. I didn’t want to grow up, you see.»
Wendy was very surprised.
«But where did you go?» asked Wendy.
«I went to live with the fairies for a long time,» said Peter.
Wendy asked lots of questions about fairies and Peter told her about the beginning of the fairies.
«Fairies come from babies’ laughs,» he told her. «But children don’t believe in fairies any more. Thy know too much.»
He looked for Tinker Bell, and she flew to him. When Wendy saw the fairy, she was amazed. She wanted to talk to Tinker Bell, but Tinker Bell didn’t like Wendy. She didn’t want to be friends. She flew into the bathroom.
«So, where do you live now?» asked Wendy.
«I live in the Neverland with the Lost Boys,» said Peter. «They are boys who were lost when they were babies and their parents never found them, so they don’t have mothers.»
«Oh, the poor boys!» cried Wendy.
«Will you fly to the Neverland with me and be a mother to the Lost Boys?» asked Peter.
«I can’t!» said Wendy. «I can’t fly!»
«I’ll teach you,» said Peter.
«Will you teach John and Michael, too?» asked Wendy.
Wendy woke her brothers, and they jumped out of bed.
«All right,» said Peter. «Just think lovely thoughts and they will lift you up in the air.» Peter blew fairy dust on them and they began to fly around the room. Up and down they went, and round and round.
«This is such fun!» cried the children. «Let’s go outside!»
Peter took Wendy’s hand, and the four children flew out of the window and into the night sky. When Mr. Darling came home, their three beautiful children were gone.
5. The Neverland.
Peter and the children flew over the city and trees. They flew over the sea, and under the moon many times. Suddenly, Peter pointed and called to the others.
«Look!» he cried. «There it is! There’s the Neverland!»
The children knew at once, because it was the same as it was in their dreams. They felt as if they were coming home.
Peter turned to the others.
«Do you want an adventure?» he asked. «Or do you want tea first?»
«Tea first,» said Wendy quickly. Michael held her hand tightly, nodding his head.
«What kind of adventure?» he asked John.
«There is a terrible pirate down there,» said Peter. «Let’s go down and get him!»
«A pirate?» asked John. «A real one?»
«Yes,» said Peter. «His name is Hook, and he is the worst of all pirates.»
«Is he big?» asked John.
«Not as big as he was,» said Peter. «I cut his hand off, you see!»
«So, he can’t fight?» asked John.
«Oh, he can fight!» said Peter. «He has a sharp hook on the end of his arm.»
The children looked down at the Neverland and saw that the whole island was full of life. The lost Boys were looking for Peter. The pirates were looking for the Lost Boys. The Indians were looking for the pirates, and the animals were looking for the Indians. They all walked round and round the island, but they did not meet because they were all walking at the same speed.
The first to stop moving were the boys. They were tired, and they sat down on the ground near their underground home. Only the Lost Boys knew where the underground house was. The entrances were seven trees with holes in their trunks. There was one hole for each Lost Boy (Nids, Tootles, Slightly, Curly and the Twins), and one for Peter Pen.
«Where is Peter?» asked Nids.
«I want him to come back and fight the pirates,» said Tootles.
«I am not afraid of the pirates,» said Slightly, but the other boys knew that this was not true. Everyone was afraid of Hook and his men
Just then, there was a sound.
«Quick! The pirates are coming!» cried Nids.
The boys disappeared into their underground home like rabbits just before the pirates arrived.
6. Hook and the Crocodile.
Captain Hook and his men, Starkey and Smee, looked around, but they didn’t see the entrances to the Lost Boys’ house.
«Look everywhere!» said Hook. «I want those boys, and I want Peter Pan. He will be sorry that he cut off my hand!»
«But your hook is better then a hand, sir,» said Smee. «You said you can comb your hair and do lost of jobs with it! Why are you angry with Peter?»
«Peter threw my hand to the crocodile!» said Hook. «the crocodile liked the taste so much that now he wants to eat the rest of me!»
«Ah!» said Starkey. «So that is why the crocodile follows you everywhere.»
«Yes,» said Hook. «But luckily for me, the crocodile swallowed a clock. Now I can hear it every time it comes near me.»
«One day the clock will stop,» said Smee. «Then the crocodile will get you.»
«That is what I’m afraid of,» said Hook. He sat down on a large mushroom to rest, but then he jumped up again.
«That mushroom is hot!» he said. The pirates looked at the mushroom and saw that smoke was coming out of it.
«It’s a chimney!» cried Hook. «This where the lost Boys live!»
The pirates listened, and they heard the voices of the Lost Boys. The boys felt in their house, and they were chatting happily.
«Did you hear them say Peter Pan’s not at home?» Smee whispered.
«I did,» said Hook with an evil grin. «I have a plan! We will go back to the ship and make a big cake with green sugar on the top. We will leave the cake on the shore of the Mermaid’s Lagoon, and it will become damp. The boys often swim in the lagoon. When they see the cake, they will eat it. The Lost Boys have no mothers, and they don’t know dangerous it is to eat damp cake! Ha- ha- ha! They will all die!»
«It’s a brilliant plan!» cried Smee, and pirates danced and sang. But suddenly, they heard a terrible sound.
Tick, tick,tick,tick!
Hook froze with one foot in the air.
«The crocodile!» he cried, and ran away as fast as he could, back to the pirate ship. Starkey and Smee followed, and for a while, they forgot all about the Lost Boys and the underground house.
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She now had her own opinions, and at supper discussed with Sasha’s parents, saying how difficult the studies had become for the children at the school. But after all, she felt a classical education was better than a commercial course, because when you graduated from school then the road was open to you for any career at all. If you chose to. you could become a doctor, or, if you wanted to, you could become an engineer.
Sasha started at the school. As his father was away every day inspecting cattle and was sometimes gone for up to three whole days at a time, it seemed to Olenka that Sasha was completely abandoned, was treated as if he were quite superfluous, and must be dying of hunger. So she transferred him into her part of the house and fixed up a little room for him there.
Every morning Olenka would come into his room and find him sound asleep with his hand tucked under his cheek, so quiet that he seemed not to be breathing.
«Sashenka,» she said sorrowfully, “get up, darling. It’s time to go to school.»
He got up, dressed, said his prayers, then sat down to breakfast. The sleep was not yet out of him, so he was a little cross.
“You don’t know your fables1 as you should. Sashenka,» said Olenka, looking at him as though he were departing on a long journey. «What a lot of trouble you are. You must try hard and learn, dear, and mind your teachers.»
«Oh, leave me alone, please,» said Sasha.
Then he went down the street to the school, a little fellow wearing a large cap and carrying a satchel on his back.
«Sashenka,” she called.
He looked round and she shoved a date or a caramel into his hand. When he reached the street of the school, he turned around, ashamed of being followed by a tall, stout woman and said, “You had better go home, aunt.
She stopped and stared at him until he had disappeared through the school entrance. Oh. how she loved him! Not one of her other ties had been so deep. Never before had she given herself so completely and so cheerfully as now. Her maternal instincts were all aroused. For this boy, who was not hers, for the dimples in his cheeks and for his big cap, she would have given her life and given it with tears of joy. Why? Ah, indeed, why?
When she had seen Sasha off to school, she returned home quietly, content, peaceful and overflowing with love. Her face, which had grown younger in the last six months, smiled and beamed. People who met her were pleased as they looked at her.
“How are you, Olga Semyonovna, darling? How are you getting on, darling?”
“The school courses are very difficult nowadays,” she told people at the market. “It’s no joke. Yesterday the first class had a fable to learn by heart, a Latin translation, and a problem.
And she spoke of the teacher and the lessons and the textbooks, repeating exactly what Sasha said about them.
At three o’clock they had dinner. In the evening they did his homework together, both crying at how difficult it was. When she put him to bed, she stayed a long time making the sign of the cross over him, muttering a prayer. And when she lay in bed, she dreamed of the far-away, misty future when Sasha would finish his studies and become a doctor or an engineer, have a large house of his own, with horses and a carriage, marry and have children. And the black cat would lie at her side purring: “Mrr, mrr, mrr.”
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Теперь у нее было свое мнение, и за ужином обсуждала с родителями Саши о том, какими сложными стали занятия для детей в школе. Но после всего она чувствовала, что классическое образование лучше курса коммерции потому, что выпускаясь из школы, для тебя открыты все дороги для любой карьеры. Если ты выбрал, ты мог бы стать врачом, или если захотел, ты мог бы стать инженером.
Саша пошел в школу. Его мать уехала навестить свою сестру в Харькове и никогда не вернулась. Поскольку его отца не было дома каждый день, он проводил осмотр скота и иногда отсутствовал более трех дней, Оленьке казалось, что Саша был совсем брошенным, к нему относились, как будто он был лишним и, должно быть, умирает от голода. Итак она перевезла его в свою часть дома и выделила маленькую комнату для него там.
Каждое утро Оленька заходила в его комнату и находила его спящим с ладошкой под щекой, настолько тихо он спал, что казалось, не дышал. «Как досадно, что приходится будить его» думала она.
«Сашенька» говорила она печально. «Вставай, дорогой. Пора в школу»
Он вставал, одевался, говорил свои молитвы, затем садился за завтрак. Он выпивал 3 стакана чая, съедал 2 больших лепешки и половину масляного ролла. Он еще до конца не проснулся, поэтому немного заплетался.
Затем он пошел вниз по улице в школу, маленький парнишка в большой кепке и с сумкой за спиной.
Оленька следовала за ним шумно.
Он обернулся, и она сунула ему финик или карамельку в руку. Когда он дошел до школьной улицы, он обернулся и ему было стыдно, что за ним следует высокая, полная женщина. «Иди лучше домой, тетя. Остальную дорогу я могу и сам пройти»
Она остановилась и смотрела на него, пока он не исчез в школьных дверях. Ох, как она его любила! Ни к кому она не была так же сильно привязана. Никогда прежде не чувствовала она себя так полноценно и радостно, как сейчас. Ее материнские инстинкты проснулись. За этого мальчика, который был не ее, за ямочки на его щеках и его большую кепку, она бы отдала свою жизнь и отдала бы со слезами радости. Почему? Действительно почему? Когда она провожала Сашу в школу, она возвращалась домой тихо, довольная, умиротворенная и переполненная любовью. Ее лицо, помолодевшее за последние 6 месяцев, улыбалось и светилось. Люди, которые встречали ее, были довольны, когда смотрели на нее.
«Как вы, Ольга Семеновна, душенька? Как поживаете, душенька?»
«Занятия в школе очень трудные нынче» рассказывала она людям на рынке. «Это не шутка. Вчера первому классу надо было выучить басню наизусть, латинский перевод, и это проблема. Как маленькому мальчику сделать все это?»
И она рассказывала об учителе, уроках и учебниках, в точности повторяя что говорил об этом Саша. В 3 часа у них был обед. Вечером они делали его домашнее задание вместе, оба жалуясь, насколько сложной оно было. Когда она укладывала его спать, она долго стояла, крестя его и бормоча молитву. А когда она лежала в кровати, мечтала о далеком, туманном будущем, когда Саша закончит школу и станет доктором или инженером, будет иметь свой большой дом, с лошадьми и каретой, женится и у него будут дети. Она засыпала все еще думая о тех же вещах, и слезы стекали по ее щекам из закрытых глаз. И черная кошка лежала около нее, мурлыча: «Мрр, мрр, мрр».