Pinocchio

Pinocchio

Chapter 1 A piece of wood Once upon a time there was. . . a piece of wood. Lying in a corner of the carpenter's workshop, it looked just like any other piece of wood. The carpenter's name was Mr. Cherry and he needed a table leg.

“ Perfect! " he said, catching sight of the wood. He rested it against his worktop and picked up a chisel. I'll just chip off the bark. . . As the chisel touched the wood, a voice cried out, “ Don't hurt me! ” Mr. Cherry looked up in surprise. He was alone in the room. “ I must be imagining things, " he thought.

But when he tried again, tapping the chisel against the wood, someone screamed. “ Who's there?" shouted Mr. Cherry. There was no answer. Wood can't talk, can it? He shook the wood and listened carefully. . . nothing. Just then, his friend Gepetto knocked at the door.

“ I want to make a puppet, ” announced Gepetto. “ Good for you, macaroni hair, " called a voice. Gepetto went red in the face and glared at Mr. Cherry. “ What did you say?" he shouted. I didn't say a word.

“ It must have been you, " said Gepetto. “ There's no one else here. But give me some wood and I might forgive you. ” Mr. Cherry was happy to get rid of the strange piece of wood. The wood had other ideas and jabbed Gepetto in the tummy. “ How dare you! ” Gepetto shouted, almost losing his wig. He grabbed at Mr. Cherry's arm and Mr. Cherry pushed him away.