James and the Giant Peach

James and the Giant Peach

Roald Dahl

Language: English

Pages: 176

ISBN: 0142410365

Format: PDF / Kindle (mobi) / ePub

A little magic can take you a long way.

After James Henry Trotter's parents are tragically eaten by a rhinoceros, he goes to live with his two horrible aunts, Spiker and Sponge. Life there is no fun, until James accidentally drops some magic crystals by the old peach tree and strange things start to happen. The peach at the top of the tree begins to grow, and before long it's as big as a house. Inside, James meets a bunch of oversized friends—Grasshopper, Centipede, Ladybug, and more. With a snip of the stem, the peach starts rolling away, and the great adventure begins!

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finished! Every one of us is about to perish! I may be blind, you know, but that much I can see quite clearly!” “Off with my boots!” shouted the Centipede. “I cannot swim with my boots on!” “I can’t swim at all!” cried the Ladybug. “Nor can I,” wailed the Glow-worm. “Nor I!” said Miss Spider. “None of us three girls can swim a single stroke.” “But you won’t have to swim,” said James calmly. “We are floating beautifully. And sooner or later a ship is bound to come along and pick us up.” They

must be blind!” said James. “You know very well I’m blind,” snapped the Earthworm. “There’s no need to rub it in.” “I didn’t mean that,” said James quickly. “I’m sorry. But can’t you see that—” “See?” shouted the poor Earthworm. “How can I see if I am blind?” James took a deep, slow breath. “Can’t you realize,” he said patiently “that we have enough food here to last us for weeks and weeks?” “Where?” they said. “Where?” “Why, the peach, of course! Our whole ship is made of food!” “Jumping

middle of the lawn with a bird-bath on the top of his head.” “We could try peeling him like a banana,” the Old-Green-Grasshopper suggested. “Or rubbing him with sandpaper,” the Ladybug said. “Now if he stuck out his tongue,” the Earthworm said, smiling a little for perhaps the first time in his life, “if he stuck it out really far, then we could all catch hold of it and start pulling. And if we pulled hard enough we could turn him inside out and he would have a new skin!” There was a pause

waterfall in the world and not being able to get out. They couldn’t speak. They couldn’t see. They couldn’t breathe. And James Henry Trotter, holding on madly to one of the silk strings above the peach stem, told himself that this must surely be the end of everything at last. But then, just as suddenly as it had started, the deluge stopped. They were out of it and it was all over. The wonderful seagulls had flown right through it and had come out safely on the other side. Once again the giant

another,” James ordered. The Centipede bit through another string. “Why aren’t we sinking?” “We are sinking!” “No, we’re not!” “Don’t forget the peach is a lot lighter now than when we started out,” James told them. “It lost an awful lot of juice when all those hailstones hit it in the night. Cut away two more seagulls, Centipede!” “Ah, that’s better!” “Here we go!” “Now we really are sinking!” “Yes, this is perfect! Don’t bite any more, Centipede, or we’ll sink too fast! Gently does

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