George's marvelous medicine
George decides that his grumpy, selfish old grandmother must be a witch and concocts some marvelous medicine to take care of her.
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- ISBN: 0142410357
- ISBN: 9780142410356
- Physical Description 88 pages : illustrations
- Publisher New York : Penguin, [2007]
- Copyright ©1981
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General Note: | "Puffin Books." Originally published: New York : Alfred A. Knopf, 1982. |
Target Audience Note: | "Ages 8 up"--P. [4] of cover. |
Immediate Source of Acquisition Note: | LSC 9.50 |
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George's Marvelous Medicine
âA magic medicine it shall be!â George sat himself down at the table in the kitchen. He was shaking a little. Oh, how he hated Grandma! He really hated that horrid old witchy woman. And all of a sudden he had a tremendous urge to do something about her. Something whopping. Something absolutely terrific. A real shocker. A sort of explosion. âIâm not going to be frightened by her,â he said softly to himself. But he was frightened. And thatâs why he wanted suddenly to explode her away. Wellâ¦not quite away. But he did want to shake the old woman up a bit. Very well, then. What should it be, this whopping terrific exploding shocker for Grandma? As George sat there pondering this interesting problem, his eye fell upon the bottle of Grandmaâs brown medicine standing on the sideboard. Rotten stuff it seemed to beâ¦and it didnât do her the slightest bit of good. She was always just as horrid after sheâd had it as sheâd been before. So-ho! thought George suddenly. I shall make her a new medicine, one that is so strong and so fierce and so fantastic it will either cure her completely or blow off the top of her head. âHere we go, then!â cried George, jumping up from the table. âA magic medicine it shall be!â Puffin Books by Roald Dahl The BFG Boy: Tales of Childhood Charlie and the Chocolate Factory Charlie and the Great Glass Elevator Danny the Champion of the World Dirty Beasts The Enormous Crocodile Esio Trot Fantastic Mr. Fox Georgeâs Marvelous Medicine The Giraffe and the Pelly and Me Going Solo James and the Giant Peach The Magic Finger Matilda The Minpins Roald Dahlâs Revolting Rhymes The Twits The Vicar of Nibbleswicke The Witches The Wonderful Story of Henry Sugar and Six More Roald Dahl Georgeâs Marvelous Medicine illustrated by Quentin Blake PUFFIN BOOKS Grandma âIâ m going shopping in the village,â Georgeâs mother said to George on Saturday morning. âSo be a good boy and donât get into mischief.â This was a silly thing to say to a small boy at any time. It immediately made him wonder what sort of mischief he might get into. âAnd donât forget to give Grandma her medicine at eleven oâclock,â the mother said. Then out she went, closing the back door behind her. Grandma, who was dozing in her chair by the window, opened one wicked little eye and said, âNow you heard what your mother said, George. Donât forget my medicine.â âNo, Grandma,â George said. âAnd just try to behave yourself for once while sheâs away.â âYes, Grandma,â George said. George was bored to tears. He didnât have a brother or a sister. His father was a farmer, and the farm they lived on was miles away from anywhere, so there were never any children to play with. He was tired of staring at pigs and hens and cows and sheep. He was especially tired of having to live in the same house as that grizzly old grunion of a grandma. Looking after her all by himself was hardly the most exciting way to spend a Saturday morning. âYou can make me a nice cup of tea for a start,â Grandma said to George. âThatâll keep you out of mischief for a few minutes.â âYes, Grandma,â George said. George couldnât help disliking Grandma. She was a selfish grumpy old woman. She had pale brown teeth and a small puckered-up mouth like a dogâs bottom. âHow much sugar in your tea today, Grandma?â George asked her. âOne spoonful,â she said. âAnd no milk.â Most grandmothers are lovely, kind, helpful old ladies, but not this one. She spent all day and every day sitting in her chair by the window, and she was always complaining, grousing, grouching, grumbling, griping about something or other. Never once, even on her best days, had she smiled at George and said, âWell, how are you this morning, George?â or, âWhy donât you and I have a game of Snakes and Ladders?â or, âHow was school today?â She didnât seem to care about other people, only about herself. She was a miserable old grouch. George went into the kitchen and made Grandma a cup of tea with a teabag. He put one spoon of sugar in it and no milk. He stirred the sugar well and carried the cup into the living room. Grandma sipped the tea. âItâs not sweet enough,â she said. âPut more sugar in.â George took the cup back to the kitchen and added another spoonful of sugar. He stirred it again and carried it carefully in to Grandma. âWhereâs the saucer?â she said. âI wonât have a cup without a saucer.â George fetched her a saucer. Excerpted from George's Marvelous Medicine by Roald Dahl All rights reserved by the original copyright owners. Excerpts are provided for display purposes only and may not be reproduced, reprinted or distributed without the written permission of the publisher.