安徒生童话：TheStorks鹳鸟安徒生童话：TheStorks鹳鸟Ontheroofofthelasthouseinalittlevillagewasastorksnest.Themotherstorksatinitwithherfouryoungones,whostuckouttheirheadswiththeirlittleblackbeaks.(Yousee,theirbeakshadnotyetturnedredastheywouldintime.)Andalittlewayoff,allaloneo sthewillbehanged,Thesecondwillbeburned!Arewereallygoingtobehangedandburned?askedtheyoungstorks.No,certainlynot,repliedtheirmother.Youregoingtolearntofly!Illteachyou.Thenwellflyoutoverthemeadowsandvisitthefrogs;theyllbowdowntousinthewaterandsing。
fitsbanks,andturnsthewholelandtomud!Wewalkaboutinthatmud,eatingfrogs.Oh!criedtheyoungstorks.Yes,indeed.Itswonderfulthere.Youdontdoanythingbuteatalldaylong.Andwhileweresocomfortablethere,backherethereisntagreenleafleftonthetrees,anditssocoldthat thecloudsfreezetopiecesandfalldowninlittlewhiterags.Shemeantsnowofcourse,butshedidntknowanyotherwaytoexplainittotheyoungones.Anddothenaughtyboysfreezetopieces,too?askedtheyoungstorks.No,theydontquitedothat,theirmotherreplied.Buttheycomeprettyclo setoit,andhavetositmopinginadarkroom.Butwe,ontheotherhand,flyaboutinforeignlands,amongtheflowersandinthewarmsunshine.Sometimepassed,andtheyoungstorksgrewlargeenoughsothattheycouldstandupinthenestandlookatthewideworldaroundthem.EverydayFather。
Storkbroughtthembeautifulfrogsanddeliciouslittlesnakesandallsortsofdaintiesthatstorkslike.Andhowtheylaughedwhenhedidtrickstoamusethem!Hewouldlayhisheadentirelybackonhistail,andclaphisbeakasifitwerearattle.Andthenhewouldtellthemstories,allabout themarshesthattheywouldseesomeday.AtlastonedayMotherStorkledthemalloutontotheridgeoftheroof.Now,shesaid,itstimeforyoutolearntofly.Oh,howtheywobbledandhowtheytottered,tryingtobalancethemselveswiththeirwings,andnearlyfallingofftheroof!Watchmenow, theirmothercalled.Holdyourheadlikethis!Moveyourlegslikethat!One,two!One,two!Thatllhelpyougetsomewhereintheworld!Thensheflewalittlewayfromtheroof,andtheyoungonesmadeaclumsyattempttofollow.Bumps!Theretheylay,fortheirbodieswerestilltooheavy.Idontw。
anttofly,complainedtheyoungestone,creepingbackintothenest.Idontcareaboutgoingtothewarmcountriesatall!Oh,soyouwanttofreezetodeathhere,whenthewintercomes,doyou?demandedhismother.Youwanttheboystocomeandhangyouandbeatyouandburnyou,doyou?Allright, Illcallthem!Oh,no!Dontdothat!criedthelittlestork,andhoppedoutontheridgeagainwiththeothers.Bythethirddaytheycouldflyalittle,andsotheythoughttheycouldsoarandhoverintheairwithoutmovingtheirwings,but-whentheytriedit-bumps!-downtheyfell!Theysoonfoun dtheyhadtomovetheirwingstokeepupintheair.Thatsamedaytheboyscamebackandbegantheirsongagain:Stork,stork,long-leggedstork!Shallweflydownandpicktheireyesout?askedtheyoungstorkseagerly.Certainlynot,repliedhis(NB!=their)motherpromptly.Letthemalone.Payatt。
entiontome.Thatsmuchmoreimportant.One,two,three!Nowweflyaroundtotheright.One,two,three!Nowtotheleftaroundthechimney.Thatwasverygood.Thatlastflapofthewingswassoperfectthatyoucanflywithmetomorrowtothemarshes.Severalverynicestorkfamiliesgotherewi ththeiryoungones,andIwanttoshowthemthatminearemuchthenicest.Dontforgettostrutabout;thatlooksverywellandmakesyouseemimportant.Butcantwetakerevengeonthoserudeboysfirst?askedtheyoungstorks.Oh,letthemscreamasmuchastheylike,repliedtheirmother.Youllfl ywiththeclouds,andwayofftothelandofthepyramidswhiletheyllbefreezing.Therewontbeagreenleaforasweetappleherethen.Butwewillhaveourrevenge!theyoungstorkswhisperedtoeachother,andwentonpracticingtheirflying.Now,amongtheboysdownthereinthestreet,thewor。
stofallwastheboywhohadbeguntheteasingsong.Hewasaverylittleboy,hardlymorethansixyearsold,buttheyoungstorksthoughthewasatleastahundred,forhewasmuchbiggerthanMotherandFatherStork,andhowcouldtheyknowhowoldchildrenandgrownupscanbe?Theyoungstorksm adeuptheirmindstotakerevengeuponthisboy,becausehewasthefirsttostartthesong,andhealwayskepton.Astheygrewbigger,theyweredeterminedtodosomethingaboutit.Atlast,tokeepthemquiet,theirmotherhadtopromisethemthattheywouldberevenged,buttheywerenottolea rnaboutituntilthedaybeforetheyleftthecountry.First,wellhavetoseehowyoubehaveatthebigmaneuvers,shewarnedthem.Ifyoudontdowell,sothatthegeneralhastostabyouwithhisbeak,theboyswillberight,atleastinthatway.Wellsee.Yes,youllsee,repliedtheyoungones,。
andmy!howtheyworked!Theypracticedeveryday,untiltheycouldflysoneatlyandlightlythatitwasapleasuretowatchthem.Atlasttheautumncameon,andallthestorksbegantoassemblebeforeflyingawaytothewarmcountriestogetawayfromthewinteruphere.Whatareviewthatwas!Al loftheyoungstorkshadtoflyoverforestsandvillagestoshowhowwelltheyhadlearned,fortheyhadaverylongjourneybeforethem.Andtheyoungstorksdidsowellthattheirreportcardsweremarked,Remarkablywell,withfrogsandsnakes!Thatwasthehighestmark,andmeantthattheycou ldeatfrogsandsnakesasaprize.Andthatiswhattheydid!Nowwewillhaveourrevenge!theycriedtotheirmother.Yes,theirmotheragreed.WhatIhavethoughtofwillbejusttherightthingtodo.Iknowthepondwhereallthelittlehumanbabiesl。