THE CYCLONE
Dorothy lived in a small house in Kansas, with Uncle Henry, Aunt Em, and a little black dog called Toto.
There were no trees and no hills in Kansas, and it was often very windy. Sometimes the wind came very fast and very suddenly. That was a cyclone, and it could blow trees and people and buildings away. There were cellars under all the houses. And when a cyclone came, people went down into their cellars and stayed there.
One day Uncle Henry came out and looked up at the sky. Then he ran quickly back into the house. ‘There's a cyclone coming/ he called to Aunt Em and Dorothy. ‘"We must go down into the cellar!’
They ran to the door of the cellar, but T oto was afraid, and he ran under the bed. Dorothy ran after him.
‘Quick!’ shouted Aunt Em from the cellar. ‘Leave the dog and come down into the cellar!’
Dorothy picked up Toto and ran to the cellar door. But before she got there, the cyclone hit the house. And then a very strange thing happened.
The house moved, and then it went slowly up, up, up into the sky. Aunt Em and Uncle Henry were down in the cellar under the ground, but the house, Dorothy, and Toto went up to the top of the cyclone. Dorothy looked through the open cellar door and saw hills and houses, a long way down. She closed the cellar door quickly.
The wind blew the house along for many hours. At first Dorothy was afraid.
‘But we can’t do anything about it,’ she said to Toto. ‘So let’s wait and see.’ And after two or three hours, she and Toto went to sleep.
When Dorothy opened her eyes again, the house was on the ground and everything was quiet. She picked up Toto, opened the door, and went out. They saw tall trees and beautiful flowers, and little houses with blue doors.
Dorothy gave a little cry. ‘This isn’t Kansas, To to! And who are these people?’
There were three very short men in blue hats, coats and trousers, and a little old woman in a beautiful white dress. The woman walked up to Dorothy and said, ‘Thank you, thank you! Now the people are free!’
‘Why are you thanking me?’ Dorothy asked.
‘You killed the Witch of the East,’ said the woman. ‘She was a bad witch, and her people, the
Munchkins, were very afraid of her. Now she is dead, and we and the Munchkins want to thank you.’
The little old woman and the three little men all smiled happily at Dorothy, but Dorothy did not understand.
There were no trees and no hills in Kansas, and it was often very windy. Sometimes the wind came very fast and very suddenly. That was a cyclone, and it could blow trees and people and buildings away. There were cellars under all the houses. And when a cyclone came, people went down into their cellars and stayed there.
One day Uncle Henry came out and looked up at the sky. Then he ran quickly back into the house. ‘There's a cyclone coming/ he called to Aunt Em and Dorothy. ‘"We must go down into the cellar!’
They ran to the door of the cellar, but T oto was afraid, and he ran under the bed. Dorothy ran after him.
‘Quick!’ shouted Aunt Em from the cellar. ‘Leave the dog and come down into the cellar!’
Dorothy picked up Toto and ran to the cellar door. But before she got there, the cyclone hit the house. And then a very strange thing happened.
The house moved, and then it went slowly up, up, up into the sky. Aunt Em and Uncle Henry were down in the cellar under the ground, but the house, Dorothy, and Toto went up to the top of the cyclone. Dorothy looked through the open cellar door and saw hills and houses, a long way down. She closed the cellar door quickly.
The wind blew the house along for many hours. At first Dorothy was afraid.
‘But we can’t do anything about it,’ she said to Toto. ‘So let’s wait and see.’ And after two or three hours, she and Toto went to sleep.
When Dorothy opened her eyes again, the house was on the ground and everything was quiet. She picked up Toto, opened the door, and went out. They saw tall trees and beautiful flowers, and little houses with blue doors.
Dorothy gave a little cry. ‘This isn’t Kansas, To to! And who are these people?’
There were three very short men in blue hats, coats and trousers, and a little old woman in a beautiful white dress. The woman walked up to Dorothy and said, ‘Thank you, thank you! Now the people are free!’
‘Why are you thanking me?’ Dorothy asked.
‘You killed the Witch of the East,’ said the woman. ‘She was a bad witch, and her people, the
Munchkins, were very afraid of her. Now she is dead, and we and the Munchkins want to thank you.’
The little old woman and the three little men all smiled happily at Dorothy, but Dorothy did not understand.