Kitabı oku: «The Wonderful Wizard of Oz. B1 / Удивительный волшебник из Страны Оз», sayfa 10

So Dorothy told him about Kansas, and Uncle Henry and Aunt Em, and the cyclone.

'But why do you want to come back?' asked the Scarecrow. 'It's so beautiful here, and Kansas, you say, has no trees, no green hills, no gardens. I don't understand.'

'That's because you have nobrains,' said Dorothy. ' Kansas is my home. We say, “East, west – home's best”, and it's true. I want to return home. No matter how dreary and gray our homes are, we people of flesh and blood would rather live there than in any other country, be it ever so beautiful. There is no place like home.'

'Won't you tell me a story, while we are resting?' asked the child.

The Scarecrow looked at her reproachfully, and answered:

'My life has been so short that I really know nothing whatever. I was only made a day before yesterday. What happened in the world before that time is all unknown to me. Luckily, when the farmer made my head, one of the first things he did was to paint my ears, so that I heard what was going on. There was another Munchkin with him, and the first thing I heard was the farmer saying, “How do you like those ears?”

'“They aren't straight,” answered the other.

'“Never mind,” said the farmer. “They are ears just the same,” which was true enough.

'“Now I'll make the eyes,” said the farmer. So he painted my right eye, and as soon as it was finished I found myself looking at him and at everything around me with a great deal of curiosity, for this was my first glimpse of the world.