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In fact, all manner of disasters can happen to the most obnoxiously deserving of children because Dahl portrays each incident with such resourcefulness and humor. Charlie and the Chocolate Factory is a singular delight, crammed with mad fantasy, childhood justice and revenge, and as much candy as you can eat. The book is also available in Spanish ( Charlie y la Fabrica de Chocolate ). (The suggested age range for this book is 9-12, but nobody this reviewer has met can resist it, including New York City bellhops, flight attendants, and grumpy teenagers.) --This text refers to an alternate Paperback edition. Read more From School Library Journal Gr 3-6-Who doesn't know Dahl's story of poverty-stricken little Charlie Bucket who finds one of Willie Wonka's golden tickets and, along with four other children, gets a tour of his amazing chocolate factory? Each of the other children demonstrates a common childhood failing, to extreme-gluttony, greediness, excessive gum-chewing, and TV addiction. As, one by one, they fall prey to the factory's enticements, soon only Charlie is left and he gets the ultimate prize. What's not to love in a story that circles around niceness and chocolate?

Listeners will find themselves once again rooting for Charlie as Douglas Hodge performs the book with vim, vigor, tons of expression, and the occasional sound effect. This is a joyous leap into a childhood classic that both children and adults will enjoy.-Teresa Bateman, Brigadoon Elementary, Federal Way, WAα(c) Copyright 2013. Library Journals LLC, a wholly owned subsidiary of Media Source, Inc. No redistribution permitted. --This text refers to an alternate Paperback edition. See all Editorial Reviews NO_CONTENT_IN_FEATURE Don't have a Kindle? Get your Kindle here , or download a FREE Kindle Reading App . New York Times best sellers Browse the New York Times best sellers in popular categories like Fiction, Nonfiction, Picture Books and more. See more Product Details Age Range: 8 - 12 years Grade Level: 3 - 7 Lexile Measure: 810L ( What's this?

) Paperback: 192 pages Publisher: Puffin Books; Reprint edition (August 16, 2007) Language: English Shipping Weight: 6.4 ounces ( View shipping rates and policies ) Average Customer Review: on April 8, 2002 Format: Hardcover Verified Purchase Along with his other classic, "James and the Giant Peach", Roald Dalh's "Charlie and the Chocolate Factory" stands at the top of the heap when it comes to children's books. This is a pure classic of imagination, storytelling and magic. Far superior to the film (where Willy Wonka becomes the title character), the book tells the story from Charlie Bucket's point of view. Charlie, who lives with his four ancient grandparents and his mother in a one-room house, is the kind of child who can only dream about his future, since his family has barely enough money to survive. When the Wonka chocolatier announces that five golden tickets to visit the aged factory have been carefully tucked inside chocolate bars the world over, Charlie's dreams are suddenly wide open.

He stumbles on some money in the street, purchases a chocolate bar and is thrust into the limelight beccoming one of the five lucky vistors. The rest of the tale is one of scrumptous folly and nerve-wracking sentiment, highlighted by magical workers (the one and only Oompa Loompas), the etheral Willy Wonka, a host of loony characters - both adults and kids - and a thrill ride in a factory where time stands still and also rocks forwards, backwards, sideways and then some! It's a classic tale of the triumph of good over evil, generosity over greed and family over fair-weathered friends. Sure to be enjoyed by children of all ages, adults included, this is the best children's book ever written - and deserves prominent place in every child's library. 101 people found this helpful. Was this review helpful to you? Yes No Sending feedback... Thank you for your feedback. Sorry, we failed to record your vote. Please try again By Remy the Dog on June 22, 2005 Format: Paperback My absolute favorite as a child and newly beloved by my kids. ONE CAUTION . . .

the illustrations in the current version by Quentin Blake are highly inferior to the ones in the original printing by Schindelman. The originals convey Dahl's twisted, almost gothic vision much more richly. These illustrations (and I think some accompanying text) are distinctly non-PC vis. the Oompa-Loompas, but, especially if you are using this as a "read-to-me" book, this actually provides a teachable moment. Definitely get this book for your kids, but, for a more fulfilling experience, seek out a used version pre-1988 or so. Comment 67 people found this helpful. Was this review helpful to you? Yes No Sending feedback... Thank you for your feedback. Sorry, we failed to record your vote. Please try again By reallyirritated on January 14, 2004 Format: Hardcover *** A Purist's Review *** Joseph Schindelman's illustrations are to Roald Dahl's text like Peanut Butter is to Jelly. Charlie and the Chocolate Factory is one of those exciting and unexpected reading experiences that makes an impression when you are young and then years later comes to mind when choosing books for your own children.

It is an exploration into a whimsical universe but yet grounded in a real and recognizable Victorian place... Nice for those who have not yet acquired a taste for complicated science fiction and fantasy. My favorite part of the book was the characterizations of the children and their families and a critical part of my enjoyment was the hilarious and classical Joseph Schindelman illustrations. His pictures are truly inspired and cleverly silly... and appear to so accurately portray the essence of each character and scene... as though he knew exactly what Roald Dahl meant - even though this is a fantasy that could have many different visual interpretations. They captured my imagination and added immeasureably to the fun of the story. As a child I had absolutely no desire to see the Gene Wilder movie because the illustrations were so integral to the story in my mind. They remind me of the illustrations in the "Le Petit Nicholas" series (illustrated by Jean Jacque Sempe). . .which are so expressive and cute and elegantly done that they don't even need to be in color. The new edition illustrations are so disappointing in comparison. It's really too bad that the new generation of young readers will be eating peanut butter and jelly sandwiches with no peanut butter.

I will instead look for a used copy of the older edition to give as a gift because introducing this wonderful book to a young child without those original illustrations would not be doing it justice. Comment 22 people found this helpful. Was this review helpful to you? Yes No Sending feedback... Thank you for your feedback. Sorry, we failed to record your vote. Please try again By Luxette on July 15, 2013 Format: Hardcover Verified Purchase It's done very well and the illustrations from Quentin Blake are lovely. Remember though that because it's a pop up book it's not going to contain the entire story. Square Candies that Look Round for example is missing. Our daughter, an avid Charlie Chocolate Factory fan noted paragraphs and chapters were missing. She was ok after I explained it but just wanted to let others know if their children are particular like mine. Comment 13 people found this helpful. Was this review helpful to you? Yes No Sending feedback... Thank you for your feedback. Sorry, we failed to record your vote. Please try again By T. Thompson on April 26, 2003 Format: Paperback What kid wouldn't love to tour a chocolate factory that no one had visited for several years?

What kid wouldn't want access to secrets held by the greatest candy maker ever? What kid wouldn't want to embark on a wild adventure and meet the amazing, Willy Wonka? I can't think of one who wouldn't! :-) I know I would love to do all of those things and I'm not even a kid anymore... well, I guess I'm a kid at heart. Charlie and the Chocolate Factory is an amazing book. I was first exposed to this story by my 3rd grade teacher, as a whole class read aloud. And from that day forward, I was a lover of the writings of Roald Dahl. I have since read this story every year of my teaching career to my own classes. And I can honestly say that I have not found a class yet that has not loved the story of Charlie's amazing adventure! This is one of the greatest books ever written for children... and I really mean that! Roald Dahl introduces us to the Bucket family, an unfortunate family who struggles to survive on the money Mr. Bucket makes as a toothpaste cap screwer. One day Mr. Bucket is laid off from his job and the family begins to starve.

One member of the family, little Charlie, struggles to subsist on bread and cabbage soup. Poor Charlie finds himself starving to death, when one day he finds a dollar in the snow and his whole life changes. With this dollar Charlie buys a candy bar just to fill his stomach and gets so much more than he could ever imagine. Charlie becomes the 5th child to find a golden ticket and with it, has the marvelous opportunity to visit Mr. Wonka's chocolate factory. At the factory Charlie meets up with a most wild assortment of characters: * Augustus Gloop: A large boy who loves to eat more than anything in the world. Read more › Comment 18 people found this helpful. Was this review helpful to you? Yes No Sending feedback... Thank you for your feedback. Sorry, we failed to record your vote. Please try again Charlie AND THE CHOCOLATE FACTORY By ROALD DAHL Copyright © 1964 Roald Dahl Nominee Ltd All right reserved. ISBN: 0-14-240388-1 Contents 1. Here Comes Charlie..............................................................1 2. Mr. Willy Wonka's Factory.......................................................8 3. Mr.

Wonka and the Indian Prince.................................................12 4. The Secret Workers..............................................................15 5. The Golden Tickets..............................................................19 6. The First Two Finders...........................................................21 7. Charlie's Birthday..............................................................26 8. Two More Golden Tickets Found...................................................29 9. Grandpa Joe Takes a Gamble......................................................34 10. The Family Begins to Starve....................................................37 11. The Miracle....................................................................42 12. What It Said on the Golden Ticket..............................................46 13. The Big Day Arrives............................................................53 14. Mr. Willy Wonka................................................................57 15. The Chocolate Room.............................................................63 16. The Oompa-Loompas..............................................................68 17. Augustus Gloop Goes up the Pipe................................................72 18. Down the Chocolate River.......................................................80 19. The Inventing Room-Everlasting Gobstoppers and Hair Toffee.....................87 20. The Great Gum Machine..........................................................91 21.

Good-by Violet.................................................................94 22. Along the Corridor.............................................................102 23. Square Candies That Look Round.................................................106 24. Veruca in the Nut Room.........................................................109 25. The Great Glass Elevator.......................................................118 26. The Television-Chocolate Room..................................................124 27. Mike Teavee is Sent by Television..............................................129 28. Only Charlie Left..............................................................142 29. The Other Children Go Home.....................................................147 30. Charlie's Chocolate Factory....................................................150 Chapter One Here Comes Charlie These two very old people are the father and mother of Mr. Bucket. Their names are Grandpa Joe and Grandma Josephine. And these two very old people are the father and mother of Mrs. Bucket. Their names are Grandpa George and Grandma Georgina. This is Mr. Bucket. This is Mrs. Bucket. Mr. and Mrs. Bucket have a small boy whose name is Charlie Bucket. This is Charlie. How d'you do? And how d'you do? And how d'you do again?

He is pleased to meet you. The whole of this family-the six grownups (count them) and little Charlie Bucket-live together in a small wooden house on the edge of a great town. The house wasn't nearly large enough for so many people, and life was extremely uncomfortable for them all. There were only two rooms in the place altogether, and there was only one bed. The bed was given to the four old grandparents because they were so old and tired. They were so tired, they never got out of it. Grandpa Joe and Grandma Josephine on this side, Grandpa George and Grandma Georgina on this side. Mr. and Mrs. Bucket and little Charlie Bucket slept in the other room, upon mattresses on the floor. In the summertime, this wasn't too bad, but in the winter, freezing cold drafts blew across the floor all night long, and it was awful. There wasn't any question of them being able to buy a better house-or even one more bed to sleep in. They were far too poor for that. Mr. Bucket was the only person in the family with a job.

He worked in a toothpaste factory, where he sat all day long at a bench and screwed the little caps onto the tops of the tubes of toothpaste after the tubes had been filled. But a toothpaste cap-screwer is never paid very much money, and poor Mr. Bucket, however hard he worked, and however fast he screwed on the caps, was never able to make enough to buy one-half of the things that so large a family needed. There wasn't even enough money to buy proper food for them all. The only meals they could afford were bread and margarine for breakfast, boiled potatoes and cabbage for lunch, and cabbage soup for supper. Sundays were a bit better. They all looked forward to Sundays because then, although they had exactly the same, everyone was allowed a second helping. The Buckets, of course, didn't starve, but every one of them-the two old grandfathers, the two old grandmothers, Charlie's father, Charlie's mother, and especially little Charlie himself-went about from morning till night with a horrible empty feeling in their tummies. Charlie felt it worst of all.

And although his father and mother often went without their own share of lunch or supper so that they could give it to him, it still wasn't nearly enough for a growing boy. He desperately wanted something more filling and satisfying than cabbage and cabbage soup. The one thing he longed for more than anything else was ... CHOCOLATE. Walking to school in the mornings, Charlie could see great slabs of chocolate piled up high in the shop windows, and he would stop and stare and press his nose against the glass, his mouth watering like mad. Many times a day, he would see other children taking creamy candy bars out of their pockets and munching them greedily, and that, of course, was pure torture. Only once a year, on his birthday, did Charlie Bucket ever get to taste a bit of chocolate. The whole family saved up their money for that special occasion, and when the great day arrived, Charlie was always presented with one small chocolate bar to eat all by himself.

And each time he received it, on those marvelous birthday mornings, he would place it carefully in a small wooden box that he owned, and treasure it as though it were a bar of solid gold; and for the next few days, he would allow himself only to look at it, but never to touch it. Then at last, when he could stand it no longer, he would peel back a tiny bit of the paper wrapping at one corner to expose a tiny bit of chocolate, and then he would take a tiny nibble-just enough to allow the lovely sweet taste to spread out slowly over his tongue. The next day, he would take another tiny nibble, and so on, and so on. And in this way, Charlie would make his ten-cent bar of birthday chocolate last him for more than a month. But I haven't yet told you about the one awful thing that tortured little Charlie, the lover of chocolate, more than anything else. This thing, for him, was far, far worse than seeing slabs of chocolate in the shop windows or watching other children munching creamy candy bars right in front of him.

It was the most terrible torturing thing you could imagine, and it was this: In the town itself, actually within sight of the house in which Charlie lived, there was an ENORMOUS CHOCOLATE FACTORY! Just imagine that! And it wasn't simply an ordinary enormous chocolate factory, either. It was the largest and most famous in the whole world! It was WONKA'S FACTORY, owned by a man called Mr. Willy Wonka, the greatest inventor and maker of chocolates that there has ever been. And what a tremendous, marvelous place it was! It had huge iron gates leading in to it, and a high wall surrounding it, and smoke belching from its chimneys, and strange whizzing sounds coming from deep inside it. And outside the walls, for half a mile around in every direction, the air was scented with the heavy rich smell of melting chocolate! Twice a day, on his way to and from school, little Charlie Bucket had to walk right past the gates of the factory. And every time he went by, he would begin to walk very, very slowly, and he would hold his nose high in the air and take long deep sniffs of the gorgeous chocolatey smell all around him.

Oh, how he loved that smell! And oh, how he wished he could go inside the factory and see what it was like! Chapter Two Mr. Willy Wonka's Factory In the evenings, after he had finished his supper of watery cabbage soup, Charlie always went into the room of his four grandparents to listen to their stories, and then afterwards to say good night. Every one of these old people was over ninety. They were as shriveled as prunes, and as bony as skeletons, and throughout the day, until Charlie made his appearance, they lay huddled in their one bed, two at either end, with nightcaps on to keep their heads warm, dozing the time away with nothing to do. But as soon as they heard the door opening, and heard Charlie's voice saying, "Good evening, Grandpa Joe and Grandma Josephine, and Grandpa George and Grandma Georgina," then all four of them would suddenly sit up, and their old wrinkled faces would light up with smiles of pleasure-and the talking would begin. For they loved this little boy. He was the only bright thing in their lives, and his evening visits were something that they looked forward to all day long.

Often, Charlie's mother and father would come in as well, and stand by the door, listening to the stories that the old people told; and thus, for perhaps half an hour every night, this room would become a happy place, and the whole family would forget that it was hungry and poor. One evening, when Charlie went in to see his grandparents, he said to them, "Is it really true that Wonka's Chocolate Factory is the biggest in the world?" "True?" cried all four of them at once. "Of course it's true! Good heavens, didn't you know that? It's about fifty times as big as any other!" "And is Mr. Willy Wonka really the cleverest chocolate maker in the world?" "My dear boy," said Grandpa Joe, raising himself up a little higher on his pillow, "Mr. Willy Wonka is the most amazing, the most fantastic, the most extraordinary chocolate maker the world has ever seen! I thought everybody knew that!" "I knew he was famous, Grandpa Joe, and I knew he was very clever...." "Clever!" cried the old man. "He's more than that! He's a magician with chocolate!

He can make anything-anything he wants! Isn't that a fact, my dears?" The other three old people nodded their heads slowly up and down, and said, "Absolutely true. Just as true as can be." And Grandpa Joe said, "You mean to say I've never told you about Mr. Willy Wonka and his factory?" "Never," answered little Charlie. "Good heavens above! I don't know what's the matter with me!" "Will you tell me now, Grandpa Joe, please?" "I certainly will. Sit down beside me on the bed, my dear, and listen carefully." Grandpa Joe was the oldest of the four grandparents. He was ninety-six and a half, and that is just about as old as anybody can be. Like all extremely old people, he was delicate and weak, and throughout the day he spoke very little. But in the evenings, when Charlie, his beloved grandson, was in the room, he seemed in some marvelous way to grow quite young again. All his tiredness fell away from him, and he became as eager and excited as a young boy. "Oh, what a man he is, this Mr. Willy Wonka!" cried Grandpa Joe.

"Did you know, for example, that he has himself invented more than two hundred new kinds of candy bars, each with a different center, each tar sweeter and creamier and more delicious than anything the other chocolate factories can make!" "Perfectly true!" cried Grandma Josephine. "And he sends them to all the four corners of the earth! Isn't that so, Grandpa Joe?" "It is, my dear, it is. And to all the kings and presidents of the world as well. But it isn't only candy bars that he makes. Oh, dear me, no! He has some really fantastic inventions up his sleeve, Mr. Willy Wonka has! Did you know that he's invented a way of making chocolate ice cream so that it stays cold for hours and hours without being in the icebox? You can even leave it lying in the sun all morning on a hot day and it won't go runny!" "But that's impossible!" said little Charlie, staring at his grandfather. "Of course it's impossible!" cried Grandpa Joe. "It's completely absurd! But Mr. Willy Wonka has done it!" "Quite right!" the others agreed, nodding their heads. "Mr.

Wonka has done it." "And then again," Grandpa Joe went on, speaking very slowly now so that Charlie wouldn't miss a word, "Mr. Willy Wonka can make marshmallows that taste of violets, and rich caramels that change color every ten seconds as you stick them, and little feathery sweets that melt away deliciously the moment you put them between your lips. He can make chewing gum that never loses its taste, and candy balloons that you can blow up to enormous sizes before you pop them with a pin and gobble them up. And, by a most secret method, he can make lovely blue birds' eggs with black spots on them, and when you put one of these in your mouth, it gradually gets smaller and smaller until suddenly there is nothing left except a tiny little pink sugary baby bird sitting on the tip of your tongue." Grandpa Joe paused and ran the point of his tongue slowly over his lips. "It makes my mouth water just thinking about it," he said. "Mine, too," said little Charlie. "But please go on." While they were talking, Mr. and Mrs.

Bucket, Charlie's mother and father, had come quietly into the room, and now both were standing just inside the door, listening. "Tell Charlie about that crazy Indian prince," said Grandma Josephine. "He'd like to hear that." "You mean Prince Pondicherry?" said Grandpa Joe, and he began chuckling with laughter. "Completely dotty!" said Grandpa George. "But very rich," said Grandma Georgina. "What did he do?" asked Charlie eagerly. "Listens," said Grandpa Joe, "and I'll tell you." Chapter Three Mr. Wonka and the Indian Prince "Prince Pondicherry wrote a letter to Mr. Willy Wonka," said Grandpa Joe, "and asked him to come all the way out to India and build him a colossal palace entirely out of chocolate." "Did Mr. Wonka do it, Grandpa?" "He did, indeed. And what a palace it was! It had one hundred rooms, and everything was made of either dark or light chocolate!

The bricks were chocolate, and the cement holding them together was chocolate, and the windows were chocolate, and all the walls and ceilings were made of chocolate, so were the carpets and the pictures and the furniture and the beds; and when you turned on the taps in the bathroom, hot chocolate came pouring out. "When it was all finished, Mr. Wonka said to Prince Pondicherry, 'I warn you, though, it won't last very long, so you'd better start eating it right away.' "'Nonsense!' shouted the Prince. 'I'm not going to eat my palace! I'm not even going to nibble the staircase or lick the walls! I'm going to live in it!' "But Mr. Wonka was right, of course, because soon after this, there came a very hot day with a boiling sun, and the whole palace began to melt, and then it sank slowly to the ground, and the crazy prince, who was dozing in the living room at the time, woke up to find himself swimming around in a huge brown sticky lake of chocolate." Little Charlie sat very still on the edge of the bed, staring at his grandfather.

Charlie's face was bright, and his eyes were stretched so wide you could see the whites all around. "Is all this really true?" he asked. "Or are you pulling my leg?" "It's true!" cried all four of the old people at once. "Of course it's true! Ask anyone you like!" "And I'll tell you something else that's true," said Grandpa Joe, and now he leaned closer to Charlie, and lowered his voice to a soft, secret whisper. "Nobody ... ever ... collies ... out!" "Out of where?" asked Charlie. "And ... nobody ... ever ... goes ... in!" "In where?" cried Charlie. Charlie & Chocolate Factory movie novel by Roald Dahl, Quentin Blake |, Other Format | Barnes & Noble® Charlie And The Chocolate Factory By ROALD DAHL Copyright © 1964 Roald Dahl Nominee Ltd All right reserved. Chapter One Here Comes Charlie These two very old people are the father and mother of Mr. Bucket. Their names are Grandpa Joe and Grandma Josephine. And these two very old people are the father and mother of Mrs. Bucket. Their names are Grandpa George and Grandma Georgina. This is Mr. Bucket.

This is Mrs. Bucket. Mr. and Mrs. Bucket have a small boy whose name is Charlie Bucket. This is Charlie. How d'you do? And how d'you do? And how d'you do again? He is pleased to meet you. The whole of this family-the six grownups (count them) and little Charlie Bucket-live together in a small wooden house on the edge of a great town. The house wasn't nearly large enough for so many people, and life was extremely uncomfortable for them all. There were only two rooms in the place altogether, and there was only one bed. The bed was given to the four old grandparents because they were so old and tired. They were so tired, they never got out of it. Grandpa Joe and Grandma Josephine on this side, Grandpa George and Grandma Georgina on this side. Mr. and Mrs. Bucket and little Charlie Bucket slept in the other room, upon mattresses on the floor. In the summertime, this wasn't too bad, but in the winter, freezing cold drafts blew across the floor all night long, and it was awful. There wasn't any question of them being able to buy a better house-or even one more bed to sleep in.

They were far too poor for that. Mr. Bucket was the only person in the family with a job. He worked in a toothpaste factory, where he sat all day long at a bench and screwed the little caps onto the tops of the tubes of toothpaste after the tubes had been filled. But a toothpaste cap-screwer is never paid very much money, and poor Mr. Bucket, however hard he worked, and however fast he screwed on the caps, was never able to make enough to buy one-half of the things that so large a family needed. There wasn't even enough money to buy proper food for them all. The only meals they could afford were bread and margarine for breakfast, boiled potatoes and cabbage for lunch, and cabbage soup for supper. Sundays were a bit better. They all looked forward to Sundays because then, although they had exactly the same, everyone was allowed a second helping. The Buckets, of course, didn't starve, but every one of them-the two old grandfathers, the two old grandmothers, Charlie's father, Charlie's mother, and especially little Charlie himself-went about from morning till night with a horrible empty feeling in their tummies. Charlie felt it worst of all.

And although his father and mother often went without their own share of lunch or supper so that they could give it to him, it still wasn't nearly enough for a growing boy. He desperately wanted something more filling and satisfying than cabbage and cabbage soup. The one thing he longed for more than anything else was ... CHOCOLATE. Walking to school in the mornings, Charlie could see great slabs of chocolate piled up high in the shop windows, and he would stop and stare and press his nose against the glass, his mouth watering like mad. Many times a day, he would see other children taking creamy candy bars out of their pockets and munching them greedily, and that, of course, was pure torture. Only once a year, on his birthday, did Charlie Bucket ever get to taste a bit of chocolate. The whole family saved up their money for that special occasion, and when the great day arrived, Charlie was always presented with one small chocolate bar to eat all by himself.

And each time he received it, on those marvelous birthday mornings, he would place it carefully in a small wooden box that he owned, and treasure it as though it were a bar of solid gold; and for the next few days, he would allow himself only to look at it, but never to touch it. Then at last, when he could stand it no longer, he would peel back a tiny bit of the paper wrapping at one corner to expose a tiny bit of chocolate, and then he would take a tiny nibble-just enough to allow the lovely sweet taste to spread out slowly over his tongue. The next day, he would take another tiny nibble, and so on, and so on. And in this way, Charlie would make his ten-cent bar of birthday chocolate last him for more than a month. But I haven't yet told you about the one awful thing that tortured little Charlie, the lover of chocolate, more than anything else. This thing, for him, was far, far worse than seeing slabs of chocolate in the shop windows or watching other children munching creamy candy bars right in front of him.

It was the most terrible torturing thing you could imagine, and it was this: In the town itself, actually within sight of the house in which Charlie lived, there was an ENORMOUS CHOCOLATE FACTORY! Just imagine that! And it wasn't simply an ordinary enormous chocolate factory, either. It was the largest and most famous in the whole world! It was WONKA'S FACTORY, owned by a man called Mr. Willy Wonka, the greatest inventor and maker of chocolates that there has ever been. And what a tremendous, marvelous place it was! It had huge iron gates leading in to it, and a high wall surrounding it, and smoke belching from its chimneys, and strange whizzing sounds coming from deep inside it. And outside the walls, for half a mile around in every direction, the air was scented with the heavy rich smell of melting chocolate! Twice a day, on his way to and from school, little Charlie Bucket had to walk right past the gates of the factory. And every time he went by, he would begin to walk very, very slowly, and he would hold his nose high in the air and take long deep sniffs of the gorgeous chocolatey smell all around him.

Oh, how he loved that smell! And oh, how he wished he could go inside the factory and see what it was like! Chapter Two Mr. Willy Wonka's Factory In the evenings, after he had finished his supper of watery cabbage soup, Charlie always went into the room of his four grandparents to listen to their stories, and then afterwards to say good night. Every one of these old people was over ninety. They were as shriveled as prunes, and as bony as skeletons, and throughout the day, until Charlie made his appearance, they lay huddled in their one bed, two at either end, with nightcaps on to keep their heads warm, dozing the time away with nothing to do. But as soon as they heard the door opening, and heard Charlie's voice saying, "Good evening, Grandpa Joe and Grandma Josephine, and Grandpa George and Grandma Georgina," then all four of them would suddenly sit up, and their old wrinkled faces would light up with smiles of pleasure-and the talking would begin. For they loved this little boy. He was the only bright thing in their lives, and his evening visits were something that they looked forward to all day long.

Often, Charlie's mother and father would come in as well, and stand by the door, listening to the stories that the old people told; and thus, for perhaps half an hour every night, this room would become a happy place, and the whole family would forget that it was hungry and poor. One evening, when Charlie went in to see his grandparents, he said to them, "Is it really true that Wonka's Chocolate Factory is the biggest in the world?" "True?" cried all four of them at once. "Of course it's true! Good heavens, didn't you know that? It's about fifty times as big as any other!" "And is Mr. Willy Wonka really the cleverest chocolate maker in the world?" "My dear boy," said Grandpa Joe, raising himself up a little higher on his pillow, "Mr. Willy Wonka is the most amazing, the most fantastic, the most extraordinary chocolate maker the world has ever seen! I thought everybody knew that!" "I knew he was famous, Grandpa Joe, and I knew he was very clever...." "Clever!" cried the old man. "He's more than that! He's a magician with chocolate!

He can make anything-anything he wants! Isn't that a fact, my dears?" The other three old people nodded their heads slowly up and down, and said, "Absolutely true. Just as true as can be." And Grandpa Joe said, "You mean to say I've never told you about Mr. Willy Wonka and his factory?" "Never," answered little Charlie. "Good heavens above! I don't know what's the matter with me!" "Will you tell me now, Grandpa Joe, please?" "I certainly will. Sit down beside me on the bed, my dear, and listen carefully." Grandpa Joe was the oldest of the four grandparents. He was ninety-six and a half, and that is just about as old as anybody can be. Like all extremely old people, he was delicate and weak, and throughout the day he spoke very little. But in the evenings, when Charlie, his beloved grandson, was in the room, he seemed in some marvelous way to grow quite young again. All his tiredness fell away from him, and he became as eager and excited as a young boy. "Oh, what a man he is, this Mr. Willy Wonka!" cried Grandpa Joe.

"Did you know, for example, that he has himself invented more than two hundred new kinds of candy bars, each with a different center, each tar sweeter and creamier and more delicious than anything the other chocolate factories can make!" "Perfectly true!" cried Grandma Josephine. "And he sends them to all the four corners of the earth! Isn't that so, Grandpa Joe?" "It is, my dear, it is. And to all the kings and presidents of the world as well. But it isn't only candy bars that he makes. Oh, dear me, no! He has some really fantastic inventions up his sleeve, Mr. Willy Wonka has! Did you know that he's invented a way of making chocolate ice cream so that it stays cold for hours and hours without being in the icebox? You can even leave it lying in the sun all morning on a hot day and it won't go runny!" "But that's impossible!" said little Charlie, staring at his grandfather. "Of course it's impossible!" cried Grandpa Joe. "It's completely absurd! But Mr. Willy Wonka has done it!" "Quite right!" the others agreed, nodding their heads. "Mr.

Wonka has done it." "And then again," Grandpa Joe went on, speaking very slowly now so that Charlie wouldn't miss a word, "Mr. Willy Wonka can make marshmallows that taste of violets, and rich caramels that change color every ten seconds as you stick them, and little feathery sweets that melt away deliciously the moment you put them between your lips. He can make chewing gum that never loses its taste, and candy balloons that you can blow up to enormous sizes before you pop them with a pin and gobble them up. And, by a most secret method, he can make lovely blue birds' eggs with black spots on them, and when you put one of these in your mouth, it gradually gets smaller and smaller until suddenly there is nothing left except a tiny little pink sugary baby bird sitting on the tip of your tongue." Grandpa Joe paused and ran the point of his tongue slowly over his lips. "It makes my mouth water just thinking about it," he said. "Mine, too," said little Charlie. "But please go on." While they were talking, Mr. and Mrs.

Bucket, Charlie's mother and father, had come quietly into the room, and now both were standing just inside the door, listening. "Tell Charlie about that crazy Indian prince," said Grandma Josephine. "He'd like to hear that." "You mean Prince Pondicherry?" said Grandpa Joe, and he began chuckling with laughter. "Completely dotty!" said Grandpa George. "But very rich," said Grandma Georgina. "What did he do?" asked Charlie eagerly. "Listens," said Grandpa Joe, "and I'll tell you." Chapter Three Mr. Wonka and the Indian Prince "Prince Pondicherry wrote a letter to Mr. Willy Wonka," said Grandpa Joe, "and asked him to come all the way out to India and build him a colossal palace entirely out of chocolate." "Did Mr. Wonka do it, Grandpa?" "He did, indeed. And what a palace it was! It had one hundred rooms, and everything was made of either dark or light chocolate!

The bricks were chocolate, and the cement holding them together was chocolate, and the windows were chocolate, and all the walls and ceilings were made of chocolate, so were the carpets and the pictures and the furniture and the beds; and when you turned on the taps in the bathroom, hot chocolate came pouring out. "When it was all finished, Mr. Wonka said to Prince Pondicherry, 'I warn you, though, it won't last very long, so you'd better start eating it right away.' "'Nonsense!' shouted the Prince. 'I'm not going to eat my palace! I'm not even going to nibble the staircase or lick the walls! I'm going to live in it!' "But Mr. Wonka was right, of course, because soon after this, there came a very hot day with a boiling sun, and the whole palace began to melt, and then it sank slowly to the ground, and the crazy prince, who was dozing in the living room at the time, woke up to find himself swimming around in a huge brown sticky lake of chocolate." Little Charlie sat very still on the edge of the bed, staring at his grandfather.

Charlie's face was bright, and his eyes were stretched so wide you could see the whites all around. "Is all this really true?" he asked. "Or are you pulling my leg?" "It's true!" cried all four of the old people at once. "Of course it's true! Ask anyone you like!" "And I'll tell you something else that's true," said Grandpa Joe, and now he leaned closer to Charlie, and lowered his voice to a soft, secret whisper. "Nobody ... ever ... collies ... out!" "Out of where?" asked Charlie. "And ... nobody ... ever ... goes ... in!" "In where?" cried Charlie. Charlie and the Chocolate Factory - Roald Dahl Roald Dahl Charlie and the Chocolate Factory Published in 1964 Background Background Nobody has seen Willy Wonka - or inside his amazing chocolate factory - for years. When he announces plans to invite the winners of five Golden Tickets hidden inside the wrappers of chocolate bars to visit his factory, the whole world is after those tickets! Charlie and the Chocolate Factory is perhaps Roald Dahl’s best-known story.

The story of Charlie Bucket, the five Golden Tickets, the Oompa-Loompas and the amazing Mr Willy Wonka has become firmly embedded in our culture since it was first published in 1964. Conservative estimates suggest the original book has sold over 20 million copies worldwide; it is now available in 55 languages. Roald Dahl began working on Charlie and the Chocolate Factory in 1961 shortly after finishing James and the Giant Peach , but its origins can be traced all the way back to Roald's own childhood. In Boy he tells us how, while at school in England, he and his fellow Repton students were engaged as 'taste testers' for a chocolate company - something that seems to have started him thinking about chocolate factories and inventing rooms long before Mr Wonka was on the scene. But when he came to write Charlie and the Chocolate Factory, the story went through several drafts - for example, at first Charlie was one of ten children to enter the factory. Roald re-drafted three or four times until the story as we now know it was released in 1964.

Since its release Charlie and the Chocolate Factory, which Roald dedicated to his son Theo, has proved to be one of the most enduring children’s books of all time. The story has reached all corners of the world and even unearthed a real-life Willy Wonka, who sent Roald a letter in 1971 - the year the first film adaptation of the book was released. Roald wrote the screenplay for the film release of Willy Wonka and the Chocolate Factory, starring Gene Wilder as Willy Wonka. It was a process that came with some difficulties but the film went on to become a classic, with its now-iconic depictions of many of the story's key elements, from Golden Tickets to Everlasting Gobstoppers. In 2005, 15 years after Roald’s death, renowned filmmaker Tim Burton released his own adaptation of the book. His Charlie and the Chocolate Factory starred Johnny Depp as Willy Wonka. In 2010 The Golden Ticket - an opera based on the story, composed by Peter Ash with libretto by Donald Sturrock - premiered in St. Louis, Missouri, USA.

And, in 2013, a new musical production opened in London’s West End, directed by Sam Mendes and starring Douglas Hodge as Mr Wonka. In 2014 Charlie and the Chocolate Factory celebrates its 50th anniversary. As part of the many events planned to mark this special occasion, author Lucy Mangan will be taking a look at how the story of Charlie has become a story itself in a new book that will take us all inside the Chocolate Factory, published in September 2014. Here comes Charlie... Roald Dahl Facts, Information and Worksheets | Teaching Resources This worksheet has a free sample available. Download the sample here » Download This Sample This sample is exclusively for KidsKonnect Basic members! To download this worksheet, click the button below to signup for free (it only takes a minute) and you'll be brought right back to this page to start the download! Already a member? Log in to download. Roald Dahl was a children’s author who wrote the kids’ classics Charlie and the Chocolate Factory, James and the Giant Peach and The BFG, among other famous works. He lived a long and fulfilling life and was once a fighter pilot in World War 2.

See below for more interesting information and facts about Roald Dahl or download the worksheet study pack right now. Roald Dahl was a famous British novelist, short story writer, poet, screenwriter, and also served as a fighter pilot in the Royal Air Force during World War II . He has been referred to as “one of the greatest storytellers for children of the 20th century”, writing almost 50 books in his career, along with many more screenplays, poems and short stories. Facts About Roald Dahl and his Books 1960 cover of Roald Dahl’s book Charlie and the Chocolate Factory Many of his books were written in his garden shed. Roald Dahl is said to have had an old, battered, armchair in a shed in his garden where he wrote most of his books. He would use a specially designed writing board on his lap, writing his stories using an HB pencil on a yellow legal paper pad. Roald Dahl wrote for around 4 hours every day. His writing schedule was said to be from 10am to 12pm and from 4pm to 6pm – every single day. Dahl’s first book for children was The Gremlins in 1943.

The story was written for Walt Disney Productions and was considered an international success. It sold out the initial 50,000 copies in the U.S. and another 30,000 in Australia. The 1984 movie Gremlins was loosely based on Roald Dahl’s book. The film was written by Chris Columbus and produced by Warner Bros. The film featured evil and destructive monsters which mutate from small furry creatures – very similar to Dahl’s characters. Dahl gave a copy of The Gremlins to First Lady of the U.S. Eleanor Roosevelt. She loved to read the book to her grandchildren. He also gave copies to friends and family, including the British Ambassador in Washington, Lord Halifax. He was writing a third book about the character Charlie Bucket when he died. The book was to be called Charlie Bucket and the White House but Roald passed away before it was finished. Roald Dahl may have invented over 250 new words. Many of these words appear in the best-selling children’s book The BFG (short for “Big Friendly Giant”), which was written by Roald and illustrated by Quentin Blake. Roald Dahl was friends with Ernest Hemingway.

The two were photographed together in London in 1944. It isn’t known why the two met – at the time Dahl was a first time author with The Gremlins while Hemingway was a world-famous author. Perhaps Dahl was seeking advice from Hemingway, or just wanted to spend time with the great author. James and the Giant Peach was originally going to be called James and the Giant Cherry. It was changed from a cherry to a peach because Dahl said a peach is “prettier, bigger and squishier than a cherry.”. The first draft of The Magic Finger was called The Almost Ducks. Dahl’s characters were often based on people he met in real life. For example, it is thought that the grandmother in the book The Witches was based on Roald Dahl’s mother, Sofie. Roald Dahl wrote the screenplay for the James Bond movie You Only Live Twice. He also wrote the screenplay for another Ian Fleming novel – this time for the movie Chitty Chitty Bang Bang. A few of Dahl’s favourite authors were Rudyard Kipling, Charles Dickens and English novelist William Makepeace Thackery. Facts About Roald Dahl’s Early Life Roald Dahl as a child.

Taken in 1925. Roald Dahl was born in 1916 Llandaff, Cardiff, Wales, in 1916. His parents, Harald and Sofie Magdalene Dahl, were Norwegian and settled in Wales in 1880. He was named after the Norwegian polar explorer Roald Amundsen. Amundsen was a national hero in Norway at the time and was the first person to ever reach the South Pole. Roald spoke Norwegian when he was at home with his family. The entire Dahl family, both parents and his sisters Astri, Alfhild and Else spoke their native language while at home. Roald Dahl’s sister and father both died in 1920. His seven-year-old sister, Astri, died from appendicitis and weeeks later his father Harald died of pneumonia at the age of 57 while on a fishing trip in the Antarctic. Dahl went to three different schools in different areas of the country. He first went to The Cathedral School in Llandaff, Cardiff.

He was then transferred to Saint Peter’s – a boarding school – in Weston-super-Mare, and then in 1929 he attended Repton School in Derbyshire. His teachers did not think he was a particularly talented writer. In fact, one of his English teachers wrote in his school report, “I have never met anybody who so persistently writes words meaning the exact opposite of what is intended.” Roald was very good at sports though. He was captain of the school squash team and the fives team – fives is similar to squash but you use either a glove or bare hand instead of a racquet. He also enjoyed playing for the school football team. Roald Dahl was a very tall man. By the time he reached adulthood, Roald stood 6 ft 6 in (1.98 m) tall. Photography was another hobby that Roald enjoyed. He often had a camera with him. In 1934 he went on a hiking trip to Newfoundland in Canada. After his hiking tour was finished, he got a job with Shell Petroleum Company and worked in exotic locations like Kenya and Tanzania. Roald Dahl became a fighter pilot in the Royal Air Force in 1940.

Before he became a pilot, he was a lieutenant in the King’s African Rifles -an East African regiment of the British Army. In 1940, Roald Dahl was badly injured in a plane crash. He was flying a Gloster Gladiator biplane when it ran out of fuel and crashed in the Egyptian desert. He fractured his skull, broke his nose and was temporarily blinded by the crash. He was able to to drag himself away from the burning wreckage and passed out. Dahl saw his first aerial combat on 15 April 1941 in World War II. He was flying a Hawker Hurricane and successfully shot down an enemy Junkers Ju-88. On 20 April 1941, Dahl took part in the WW2 “Battle of Athens”. He flew alongside famous World War II ace Pat Pattle and described the battle as “an endless blur of enemy fighters whizzing towards me from every side”. In late 1941, Dahl was sent from the war back to his home in Britain. He was was invalided home after beginning to get severe headaches that caused him to black out. In 1942 Roald Dahl became a British diplomat.

He was appointed as assistant air attaché at the British Embassy in Washington, D.C. Dahl did not like being a diplomat though, and he later said: I’d just come from the war. People were getting killed. I had been flying around, seeing horrible things. Now, almost instantly, I found myself in the middle of a pre-war cocktail party in America. During the war, Dahl was recruited as a spy for MI6. He was recruited by the Canadian spymaster, William Stephenson, who was known by the codename “Intrepid”. Dahl provided MI6 with intelligence from Washington, working alongside Ian Fleming, who would later become the creator of James Bond. Roald Dahl left the Royal Air Force in August 1946. He left the service with the rank of squadron leader and his record of five aerial victories qualified him as a flying ace. More Roald Dahl Facts Roald Dahl with his wife, actress Patricia Neal On July 2, 1953 Roald Dahl married the American actress Patricia Neal. The wedding took place in New York City and the marriage lasted 30 years. Roald and Patricia had five children together.

Their names were Olivia, Chantal, Theo, Ophelia and Lucy. Olivia died of measles encephalitis at the age of seven and Dahl became a proponent of immunisation in later years. He also dedicated The BFG to his daughter. Theo Dahl was hit by a taxi cab in New York City in 1960 when he was four months old. His injuries were severe and he suffered hydrocephalus (water on the brain). Because of the accident, Roald got involved with the development of a device that helped the condition, which would become known as the “Wade-Dahl-Till” (or WDT) valve. Roald’s wife Patricia Neal suffered three cerebral aneurysms. These left her unable to walk or talk until Roald took over control of her rehabilitation and helped her learn how to talk and walk again. Roald and Patricia got divorced in 1983. He went on to marry Felicity Crosland. Roald Dahl loved chocolate. When at school in Repton, Derbyshire he enjoyed chocolate that was sent from Cadbury’s to the school students for testing.

He dreamed of inventing a new chocolate bar to win praise from Mr Cadbury and this inspired him to write his third children’s book Charlie and the Chocolate Factory in 1964. His granddaughter is Sophie Dahl, an author and former model. The Sophie character in Dahl’s The BFG is named after her. Roald Dahl died in 1990 on November 23rd. He was 74 years old when he died of a blood disease called myelodysplastic syndrome. Roald Dahl Worksheets This bundle includes 12 ready-to-use Roald Dahl worksheets that are perfect for students to learn about Roald Dahl who was a children’s author who wrote the kids’ classics Charlie and the Chocolate Factory, James and the Giant Peach and The BFG, among other famous works. He lived a long and fulfilling life and was once a fighter pilot in World War 2 . Unfinished Book 1000+ images about Charlie and the chocolate factory on Pinterest | Chocolate factory, Willy wonka and Roald dahl This Charlie and the Chocolate Factory page contains an extra large Chocolate Factory cooperative group project this is fun and scrumdiddlyumptious for your students to complete together for this Roald Dahl book.

See More We Be Reading: "These two very old people are the father and mother of Mr. Bucket." Thursday, August 14, 2008 "These two very old people are the father and mother of Mr. Bucket." On our library trip this week, I decided to go ahead and pick up our first chapter book and start some nighttime chapter reading. Z has always wanted to read his own books so we've never been able to do this before. He's gotten better lately about sitting and listening to me read without grabbing the book out of my hands and taking off running. As I thought about which book to choose first, I felt that I couldn't choose anything more appealing to a 4 year old kid than Charlie and the Chocolate Factory by Roald Dahl. There's no point in reviewing this book -- most of us know it by heart! I would like to recommend the version that we picked up at the library, the one that is pictured here, the 40th Anniversary Edition from 2004. The book is incredibly colorful with little sketches of candy on each page and different pastel colors for each chapter, along with the always fantastic illustrations by Quentin Blake.

We started last night and ended up reading three chapters and two chapters tonight. When I try and close the book, Z runs over and turns to the next page and reads "Chapter Five, The Golden Tickets" and I have to keep going. I'm enjoying reading to Z and even though it's not always obvious if he is paying attention or not, when he comes running back over to ask for more, I know that he is enjoying himself. These are the rewards of being a parent! Happily reading,

Question: Which 1964 book by Roald Dahl begins "These two very old people are the father and mother of Mr. Bucket"?
Answer: 'CHARLIE AND THE CHOCOLATE FACTORY'