So, for the last extensive listening recommendation, I gave you this website: http://esl-bits.net/ . But the truth is, there's a lot of material on that website. Some of the books are very difficult and probably not appropriate for you. So you may need some help navigating that website and finding the easier material, and that's what I'll try to do over the next few weeks. The easier material is, of course, the children's stories. The easiest story I can think of on that site is Charlotte's Web by E.B. White, which you can find here. http://esl-bits.net/Novellas.for.ESL.Students/Charlotte/contenu.html This is a classic children's story, first published in 1952, but still read to young children nowadays. When I was in school, my teacher read it to us when I was in 2nd grade (so I was 7 years old). So it's at about a 7 year old level for native speakers. For second language learners like you, I suspect there will be a lot of unknown vocabulary in this story, but you should still find the main idea of the story very easy to follow. It's a children's story, so the plot is simple, but it's not without its charms. There's a reason why it became a classic.As always with this website, remember to do this as listening practice, not reading practice. Don't look at the text the first time you listen. (I suggest either minimizing the window, or looking away from the screen.) Although there are pictures for every chapter that you could preview before you listen to give you an idea of what will happen in that chapter.If you do this for your extensive listening tracker, you can count one chapter for one extensive listening practice. (You don't need to listen to the whole book all in one go.)There's also a movie version of this story which you can find on Youtube. https://youtu.be/rv7A4tg7G1k The movie has some minor changes, but overall follows the story in the book pretty closely. If you're having trouble visualizing what is happening in the book, you may want to use the movie to help you follow the story. You can watch the movie before you listen to the book. Or you can watch the movie after you finish the book. Or you can watch the movie alongside the book (i.e. listen to some of the book, then watch some movie, then back to the book, etc). Whatever helps you more.You can also watch the movie instead of the book. If you do that, you can count the movie as one extensive listening practice.
Original illustration |
New watercolor illustration. Taken from HERE. (Although this online image doesn't do it justice. The colors are much more vibrant in my physical copy of the book.) |
White originally opened the novel with an introduction of Wilbur and the barnyard (which later became the third chapter) but decided to begin the novel by introducing Fern and her family on the first page.
Wilbur next tried one of the lambs.“Will you please play with me?” he asked.“Certainly not,” said the lamb. “In the first place, I cannot get into your pen, as I am not old enough to jump over the fence. In the second place, I am not interested in pigs. Pigs mean less than nothing to me.”“What do you mean, less than nothing?” replied Wilbur. “I don’t think there is any such thing as less than nothing. Nothing is absolutely the limit of nothingness. It’s the lowest you can go. It’s the end of the line. How can something be less than nothing? If there were something that was less than nothing, then nothing would not be nothing, it would be something—even though it’s just a very little bit of something. But if nothing is nothing, then nothing has nothing that is less than it is.”
Mr. Zuckerman had the best swing in the county. It was a single long piece of heavy rope tied to the beam over the north doorway. At the bottom end of the rope was a fat knot to sit on. It was arranged so that you could swing without being pushed. You climbed a ladder to the hayloft. Then, holding the rope, you stood at the edge and looked down, and were scared and dizzy. Then you straddled the knot, so that it acted as a seat. Then you got up all your nerve, took a deep breath, and jumped. For a second you seemed to be falling to the barn floor far below, but then suddenly the rope would begin to catch you, and you would sail through the barn door going a mile a minute, with the wind whistling in your eyes and ears and hair. Then you would zoom upward into the sky, and look up at the clouds, and the rope would twist and you would twist and turn with the rope. Then you would drop down, down, down out of the sky and come sailing back into the barn almost into the hayloft, then sail out again (not quite so far this time), then in again (not quite so high), then out again, then in again, then out, then in; and then you’d jump off and fall down and let somebody else try it.
“Yes, he’ll make a good pig,” said Mr. Zuckerman.Wilbur heard the words of praise. He felt the warm milk inside his stomach. He felt the pleasant rubbing of the stick along his itchy back. He felt peaceful and happy and sleepy. This had been a tiring afternoon. It was still only about four o’clock but Wilbur was ready for bed. (p.24)
The early summer days on a farm are the happiest and fairest days of the year. Lilacs bloom and make the air sweet, and then fade. Apple blossoms come with the lilacs, and the bees visit around among the apple trees. The days grow warm and soft. School ends, and children have time to play and to fish for trouts in the brook. Avery often brought a trout home in his pocket, warm and stiff and ready to be fried for supper. (p.42)
It's all sounds very idyllic, peaceful, innocent, and good. The perfect innocent book to read aloud to innocent young children. And yet, anyone who is re-reading this book cannot give in to the peacefulness of the pastoral scenes completely. We all know that there's a hidden horror waiting for Wilbur--a horror which Wilbur himself doesn't realize until Chapter 7.
“Well, I don’t like to spread bad news,” said the sheep, “but they’re fattening you up because they’re going to kill you, that’s why.”“They’re going to what?” screamed Wilbur. Fern grew rigid on her stool.“Kill you. Turn you into smoked bacon and ham,” continued the old sheep. “Almost all young pigs get murdered by the farmer as soon as the real cold weather sets in. There’s a regular conspiracy around here to kill you at Christmastime. Everybody is in the plot—Lurvy, Zuckerman, even John Arable.”“Mr. Arable?” sobbed Wilbur. “Fern’s father?”“Certainly. When a pig is to be butchered, everybody helps. I’m an old sheep and I see the same thing, same old business, year after year. ... (p.49)
“All right,” he said. “You go back to the house and I will bring the runt when I come in. I’ll let you start it on a bottle, like a baby. Then you’ll see what trouble a pig can be.”When Mr. Arable returned to the house half an hour later, he carried a carton under his arm. Fern was upstairs changing her sneakers. The kitchen table was set for breakfast, and the room smelled of coffee, bacon, damp plaster, and wood smoke from the stove. (p.3)
Notice that while Fern saves one pig from death, at the same time her family is eating bacon for breakfast. When I first read this, I thought it was a sloppy detail that E.B. White had overlooked. But the more I think about it, the more I think he did it on purpose. This book is not trying to sugarcoat the fact that most pigs will end up as bacon.
And then, of course, there's Charlotte's death.
The old sheep spoke to him about his size one day. “You would live longer,” said the old sheep, “if you ate less.”“Who wants to live forever?” sneered the rat. “I am naturally a heavy eater and I get untold satisfaction from the pleasures of the feast.” He patted his stomach, grinned at the sheep, and crept upstairs to lie down. (p.175)
But then, why are teachers so fond of this book?
Other Notes
Wilbur looked everywhere. He searched his pen thoroughly. He examined the window ledge, stared up at the ceiling. But he saw nothing new. Finally he decided he would have to speak up. He hated to break the lovely stillness of dawn by using his voice, but he couldn’t think of any other way to locate the mysterious new friend who was nowhere to be seen. So Wilbur cleared his throat.“Attention, please!” he said in a loud, firm voice. “Will the party who addressed me at bedtime last night kindly make himself or herself known by giving an appropriate sign or signal!”Wilbur paused and listened. All the other animals lifted their heads and stared at him. Wilbur blushed. But he was determined to get in touch with his unknown friend.“Attention, please!” he said. “I will repeat the message. Will the party who addressed me at bedtime last night kindly speak up. Please tell me where you are, if you are my friend!”The sheep looked at each other in disgust.“Stop your nonsense, Wilbur!” said the oldest sheep. “If you have a new friend here, you are probably disturbing his rest; and the quickest way to spoil a friendship is to wake somebody up in the morning before he is ready. How can you be sure your friend is an early riser?”“I beg everyone’s pardon,” whispered Wilbur. “I didn’t mean to be objectionable.” (p.34-35)
“Salutations!” said the voice.Wilbur jumped to his feet. “Salu-what?” he cried.“Salutations!” repeated the voice.“What are they, and where are you?” screamed Wilbur. “Please, please, tell me where you are. And what are salutations?”“Salutations are greetings,” said the voice. “When I say ‘salutations,’ it’s just my fancy way of saying hello or good morning. Actually, it’s a silly expression, and I am surprised that I used it at all....
(Sidenote: The part about Charlotte using salutations is one part of the book I did remember from childhood. I suspect I'm not the only kid who first learned the word salutations from this book.
Later in the book, Charlotte's children use the exact same word when they are freshly hatched out of the eggs, which again brings up the question of where these animals are acquiring their language from. If it's an obscure word, how do Charlotte's newborn children know it? If it's not an obscure world in this universe of Animalese, then how come Wilbur doesn't know it? Wait, I'm bringing logic into this book again aren't I? Sorry.)
Small Farms
This book was first published all the way back in 1952. (I know, right? It seems so timeless, but it's a pretty old book now.) I suspect the small family farm it describes no longer exists nowadays. Everything has been taken over by agribusiness, right?
I was going to write about how the details of small farm life described in this book don't really exist anymore in American nowadays, but then I decided that I don't know anything about modern life in rural America, and I should just keep my mouth shut. So I'll through the question open to the readers of this blog. Do small farms like this one still exist?
In the past, it didn't take much to get a book banned, especially in places like Kansas. For example, in 2006 "Charlotte's Web," by E.B. White, was banned because "talking animals are blasphemous and unnatural."
Even arachnophobes love Charlotte's Web, a heartwarming tale about the friendship between a pig named Wilbur and a wordy barn spider called Charlotte. But a parents group in Kansas decided that any book featuring two talking animals must be the work of the devil, and so had E.B. White's 1952 work barred from classrooms. The group's central complaint was that humans are the highest level of God's creation, as shown by, they said, the fact we're "the only creatures that can communicate vocally. Showing lower life forms with human abilities is sacrilegious and disrespectful to God."
ROSEMARY WELLS, author and illustrator almost eighty books, considers Garth Williams one of the true geniuses of twentieth-century book illustration and feels that had he had today’s technology available, he would have chosen to do the illustrations for CHARLOTTE'S WEB in full color. Applying a very simple palette befitting the story’s setting, Ms. Wells hopes her results would have pleased Garth Williams.
In my opinion, the addition of watercolors is an improvement. But is there a controversy to be had about messing with an artist's illustrations after he's dead? (I throw the question out to you. Discuss in the comments.)
(*5) I'm assuming this was probably required reading for most people--or at least most Americans. I probably overdue to re-read Strunk & White one of these days as well.
Now that I've moved into linguistics, my main association with Strunk & White is their prohibition against the use of the passive voice--which linguists scoff at. Also, many American writing teachers penalize students for using the passive voice in their writing (possibly as a legacy of Strunk & White) but (as I mention in this video) my British and Australian co-workers tell me that the prohibition of the passive voice is a distinctively American phenomenon (possibly as a legacy of Strunk & White ?)
(*6) Speaking of death on the farm--the story is framed as though Wilbur is the only animal on the farm that's in danger of being butchered. Now, I don't know anything about farm life myself (I grew up in the sheltered American suburbs.) I guess presumably the sheep are safe because they're being kept for their wool. But what about the goose and the gander? What are they doing on the farm? They're obviously not being kept for their eggs, because their eggs are allowed to hatch into goslings. So are the goose and the gander also heading to the chopping block eventually?
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