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Dannythechampionoftheworld
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DannywasonlyfourmonthsoldwhenhismotherdiedandlivedwithhiswidowedfatherWilliaminaGypsycaravan,whereWilliamoperatesafillingstationandgarage.Thisbookusedfirstpersontotellthestoriesbetweenthefatherandtheson.
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Father,Son,Champion,World
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Tobefrank,Idonotlikereadingverymuch.Bychance,oneofmyforeignteacherintroducedthisbooktome,hesaidthisbookiswrittenforchildren,soitwasattractiveandeasttounderstand.IwassuspicioussoItookaquicklookofit.Surprisingly,Iwasaddictedintothisbook.Justaswhatmyteachertoldme,itisabookforchildren,butnotonlyforchildren.
Thisbookfirstpublishedin1975,theauthorwasRoaldDahl,afamousstoryteller.HewasaBritishnovelist,shortstorywriter,fighterpilotandscreenwriter.HewasborninWalestoNorwegianparents,heservedintheRoyalAirForceduringtheSecondWorldWar,inwhichhebecameaflyingaceandintelligenceagent,risingtotherankofWingCommander.Dahlrosetoprominenceinthe1940swithworksforbothchildrenandadults,andbecameoneoftheworld'sbest-sellingauthors.Hehasbeenreferredtoas"oneofthegreateststorytellersforchildrenofthe20thcentury".
In2008TheTimesplacedDahl16thonitslistof"The50greatestBritishwriterssince1945".Hisshortstoriesareknownfortheirunexpectedendings,andhischildren'sbooksfortheirunsentimental,oftenverydarkhumour.
AmajorpartofDahl'sliteraryinfluencesstemmedfromhischildhood.Inhisyoungerdays,hewasanavidreader,especiallyawedbyfantastictalesofheroismandtriumph.AmongsthisfavouriteauthorswereRudyardKipling,WilliamMakepeaceThackeray,FrederickMarryatandCharlesDickens,andtheirworkswentontomakealastingmarkonhislifeandwriting.DahlwasalsoahugefanofghoststoriesandclaimedthatTrollsbyJonasLiewasoneofthefinestghoststorieseverwritten.Whilehewasstillayoungster,hismother,SofieDahl,wouldrelatetraditionalNorwegianmythsandlegendsfromhernativehomelandtoDahlandhissisters.Dahlalwaysmaintainedthathismotherandherstorieshadastronginfluenceonhiswriting.Inoneinterview,hementioned:
"Shewasagreattelleroftales.Hermemorywasprodigiousandnothingthateverhappenedtoherinherlifewasforgotten."WhenDahlstartedwritingandpublishinghisfamousbooksforchildren,hecreatedagrandmothercharacterinTheWitchesandlaterstatedthatshewasbaseddirectlyonhisownmotherasatribute.
Referstothecontentofthisbook,theplotmaincentersonayoungEnglishboy,Danny,andhisfather,William,wholiveinaGypsyvardofixingcarsforalivingandpartakeinpoachingpheasants.ThestoryisbasedonDahl'sadultshortstory"ChampionoftheWorld"whichappearsinClaud'sDog.
DannywasonlyfourmonthsoldwhenhismotherdiedandlivedwithhiswidowedfatherWilliaminaGypsycaravan,whereWilliamoperatesafillingstationandgarage,whichaloneofthesurroundinglandisnotownedbytheunpleasantlocallandlord,Mr.VictorHazell.WhenMr.HazellthreatensDannywithoutcause,Williamrefusestoservehim;whereafterseveralinspectorsvisitthestation,presumablyatMr.Hazell'sdirection.WhenDannyisonlynineyearsold,hediscoversthatWilliamhashabituallytakenpartinpoachingpheasantsfromMr.Hazell'sestate.Williamrevealsmethodsofpoaching,byplacingaraisininsidea"StickyHat",sothatthepheasantcannotflee,andbyhavingahorse'stailhair,threadedthrougharaisin,causetheraisintobecomelodgedinthepheasant'sthroat.Thisinturncausesthepheasanttobecomepreoccupiedwithtryingtoswallowtheraisin,sothatapoachercaneasilycatchit.Ononeoccasion,Danny,wakingupataround2:
10a.m.,discoversWilliam'sabsence,andfearingthatsomemisfortunehasbefallenhim,drivesanAustinSevenmotorcartoHazell'sWood,whereDannyeventuallyfoundWilliaminapit-trap,disabledbyabrokenankle,andbringshimhome.WilliamistreatedbyDocSpencer,whoisafriendoftheirsandanotherpoacheronMr.Hazell'sestate.
WhileWilliamisrecoveringfromhisinjury,heandDannyfoundoutthatMr.Hazell'sannualpheasant-shootingpartyisapproaching,whichhehoststocurryfavorandprestigeamongthegentry,anddecidetohumiliatehimbyluringallthepheasantsawayfromtheforest,sotherewillbenopheasantstoshoot.DannysuggeststhatheandWilliamshouldputthecontentsofsleepingtabletsprescribedbyDocSpencerinsideraisinswhichthepheasantswilltheneat;andWilliamdubsthisnewmethodthe"SleepingBeauty".Havingpoached120pheasantsfromHazell'sWood,WilliamandDannyhidethedruggedpheasantsatthelocalvicar'shouse,whiletheytookataxicabhome.Thenextday,thevicar'swifedeliversthesleepingpheasantsinaspecially-builtoversizedbabycarriage.Assheiswalkingtowardthem,thepheasantsattempttoescape,buttheyfallback.WiththehelpofSgt.Samways,thelocalconstable,WilliamandDannyherdthegroggybirdsontoMr.Hazell's
RollsRoyce,wherethebirdsscratchthepaintworkanddefecateonhiscar.Whenthepheasantshavewokencompletely,theydepart,andMr.Hazelldrivesoffindisgrace,hisfancycarandshootingpartyruined.ThebookendswhenDannyishailedas"thechampionoftheworld"byWilliam,DocSpencer,andSgt.Samways,ofwhommostacquireseveralpheasantswhohaddiedoftakingtoomanysleeping-pills.WilliamandDannywalkofftowardstown,intendingtobuyanewovenforcookingtheirpheasants.Astheygo,DannydwellsinhisnarrationonWilliam'simaginationandvivacity.
Afterreadingthisbook,IwasdeeplytouchedbyDannyandhisfather,William.Dannyisanunluckykid-hedidnotgetlovefromhismotherinhischildhood.Ontheotherhand,Dannyisaluckykid-becausehehasafatherwhichlovedhimsomuch.WhileIwasreadingthestorieshappenedtothem,IrememberalotofmemoriesbetweenmyfatherandI.Ithinkmanypeoplehavethesimilarexperiencesthat,inchildhood,fathercandoeverything.Heuseshissolidarmstoliftusuphightothetopofhishead,protectsusfromthewindandrainwithwideshoulder,andregardlessofanyquestioncan'tbafflehim.However,whenwegrowupincreasingly,wefindthatheisnotclearwitheverything,andevermore,sometimes,weknowbetterthanhim.Oneday,wemayquarrelwithhimforthedifferentthoughtsonsomething,andcool-warmayhappentomakehimsad.Wefeelthatheisjustoneofthecrowdandwearestrongenoughtogetoutofthewayhewantsustogo,andwanttoprovethatheiswrongandweareright.
Fathersseldomsay"Iloveyou"thoughthefeeling'salwaysthere.However,thosethreelittlewordsarethehardestonestoshare,andfatherssay"Iloveyou"inwaysthatwordscan'tmatch.Withtenderbedtimestories-Orafriendlygameofcatch!
Youcanseethewords"Iloveyou"inafather'sboyisheyeswhenherunshomeexcitedly,withapoorlywrappedsurprise.Afathersays"Iloveyou"withhisstronghelpinghands,withasmilewhenyou'reintrouble,andwiththewayheunderstands.Hesays"Iloveyou"haltinglywithawkwardtenderness(It'shardtohelpafour-year-oldintoapartydress!
)Hespeakshisloveunselfishly.Bygivingthatallhecantomakesomesecretdreamcometrue,orfollowthroughaplan.Afather'sseldom-spokenlovesoundsclearlythroughtheyears,sometimesinpealsoflaughterandsometimesthroughhappytears.Perhapstheyhavetospeaktheirloveinafashionalltheirown.Becausethelovethatfathersfeelistoobigforwordsalone!
Manyyearslater,maybe,whenbecomeparents,andfacethedifficultyandfrustration.Wefindthat,actually,theyarerightmanytimes.Afather’sloveismoredeeplythanwethink.
Peoplealwayssaythatmothers'loveisthegreatestthingintheworld.ActuallyIprefertosaythatparents'loveisthegreatestthingintheworld.Ourmotherandfatherbothloveus,theonlydifferencebetweenfather'sloveandmother'sloveistheirwaytoexpress.HereIwanttotellastory.WhenIwasinjuniorhighschool,oneofmyrelativespassedaway.Somymotherwenttoherhometowntoattendthefuneral.Shelefthomeforoneweek,thatmeansmyfatherneedtocookforhimselfforeverymeal(becauseIlivedinschoolatthattime,Icamebackhomeonceaweek).Ididnotknowwhatismyfather'slifelikewiththefoodhecookedforhimself.ButwhenIwentbackhomeonweekend,hetriedhisbesttoprepareagoodmealforme.Heisnotagoodcook,Iadmitso,butIknewhedidhisbesttocookforme.WhenIwaseating,hestaredatme,seemshewastryingtogetasincereevaluation.ItoldhimthatIlikethefoodhecooked,hesmiledhappilyandthenbegantoeat.Therewasadishwhichwasovercooked,sopartofthedishwasburned.Inoticedthatmyfatherpickedalltheburnedpartintohisownbowlandleftthegoodpartforme.Iwasmovedbywhathedid.Afterthat,Iaskedhimwhatdidheeatduringthepastdays.Heansweredheateinstantnoodlenearlyeverymeal.Ialmostcryatthattime,becauseIthoughtifIdidnotcomebackonweekend,hewouldcontinueeatinginstantnoodle.Heneversaidanythingrelatedtolovetome,butIfeltstronglythathelovedmeinhisownway.Iusedtosawaletterfromafathertohisson.Hewrotelikethis"
DearAri,Asyousleepinmyarms,I`mamazedathowlightyoufeel.Istareatyourtinybody,sofragilethatasuddenwindcouldliftyouupintotheair.Ilovethiefeelofprotecting,youanddreamingofallIhave