Reading and questions : Matilda and books
Read the text and answer the questions (send me your answers):
1. Who are the different characters? How are they related?
2. Why is Matilda different from most children?
3. Use your own words to explain how her father reacts when Matilda wants books.
4. Pick out elements showing she is fascinated by books.
5. According to you why is the text funny?
By the time she was three, Matilda had taught herself to read by studying newspapers and magazines that lay around the house. At the age of four, she could read fast and well and she naturally began hankering after books. The only book in the whole of this enlightened household was something called Easy Cooking belonging to her mother, and when she had read this from cover to cover and had learnt all the recipes by heart, she decided she wanted something more interesting.
‘Daddy,’ she said, ‘do you think you could buy me a book?’
‘A book?’ he said. ‘What d’you want a flaming book for?’
‘To read, Daddy.’
‘What’s wrong with the telly, for heaven’s sake? We’ve got a lovely telly with a twelve-inch screen and now you come asking for a book! You’re getting spoiled, my girl!’
Nearly every weekday afternoon Matilda was left alone in the house. Her brother (five years older than her) went to school. Her father went to work and her mother went out playing bingo in a town eight miles away. Mrs Wormwood was hooked on bingo and played it five afternoons a week. On the afternoon of the day when her father had refused to buy her a book, Matilda set out all by herself to walk to the public library in the village. When she arrived, she introduced herself to the librarian, Mrs Phelps. She asked if she might sit awhile and read a book. Mrs Phelps, slightly taken aback at the arrival of such a tiny girl unaccompanied by a parent, nevertheless told her she was very welcome.
‘Where are the children’s books please?’ Matilda asked.
‘They’re over there on those lower shelves,’ Mrs Phelps told her. ‘Would you like me to help you find a nice one with lots of pictures in it?’
‘No, thank you,’ Matilda said. ‘I’m sure I can manage.’
From then on, every afternoon, as soon as her mother had left for bingo, Matilda would toddle down to the library. The walk took only ten minutes and this allowed her two glorious hours sitting quietly by herself in a cosy corner devouring one book after another. When she had read every single children’s book in the place, she started wandering round in search of something else.
Mrs Phelps, who had been watching her with fascination for the past few weeks, now got up from her desk and went over to her. ‘Can I help you, Matilda?’ she asked.
‘I’m wondering what to read next,’ Matilda said. ‘I’ve finished all the children’s books.’
‘You mean you’ve looked at the pictures?’
‘Yes, but I’ve read the books as well.’ Mrs Phelps looked down at Matilda from her great height and Matilda looked right back up at her.
‘I thought some were very poor,’ Matilda said, ‘But others were lovely. I liked The Secret Garden best of all. It was full of mystery. The mystery of the room behind the closed door and the mystery of the garden behind the big wall...
an extract from Matilda by R. Dahl
1. Who are the different characters? How are they related?
2. Why is Matilda different from most children?
3. Use your own words to explain how her father reacts when Matilda wants books.
4. Pick out elements showing she is fascinated by books.
5. According to you why is the text funny?
By the time she was three, Matilda had taught herself to read by studying newspapers and magazines that lay around the house. At the age of four, she could read fast and well and she naturally began hankering after books. The only book in the whole of this enlightened household was something called Easy Cooking belonging to her mother, and when she had read this from cover to cover and had learnt all the recipes by heart, she decided she wanted something more interesting.
‘Daddy,’ she said, ‘do you think you could buy me a book?’
‘A book?’ he said. ‘What d’you want a flaming book for?’
‘To read, Daddy.’
‘What’s wrong with the telly, for heaven’s sake? We’ve got a lovely telly with a twelve-inch screen and now you come asking for a book! You’re getting spoiled, my girl!’
Nearly every weekday afternoon Matilda was left alone in the house. Her brother (five years older than her) went to school. Her father went to work and her mother went out playing bingo in a town eight miles away. Mrs Wormwood was hooked on bingo and played it five afternoons a week. On the afternoon of the day when her father had refused to buy her a book, Matilda set out all by herself to walk to the public library in the village. When she arrived, she introduced herself to the librarian, Mrs Phelps. She asked if she might sit awhile and read a book. Mrs Phelps, slightly taken aback at the arrival of such a tiny girl unaccompanied by a parent, nevertheless told her she was very welcome.
‘Where are the children’s books please?’ Matilda asked.
‘They’re over there on those lower shelves,’ Mrs Phelps told her. ‘Would you like me to help you find a nice one with lots of pictures in it?’
‘No, thank you,’ Matilda said. ‘I’m sure I can manage.’
From then on, every afternoon, as soon as her mother had left for bingo, Matilda would toddle down to the library. The walk took only ten minutes and this allowed her two glorious hours sitting quietly by herself in a cosy corner devouring one book after another. When she had read every single children’s book in the place, she started wandering round in search of something else.
Mrs Phelps, who had been watching her with fascination for the past few weeks, now got up from her desk and went over to her. ‘Can I help you, Matilda?’ she asked.
‘I’m wondering what to read next,’ Matilda said. ‘I’ve finished all the children’s books.’
‘You mean you’ve looked at the pictures?’
‘Yes, but I’ve read the books as well.’ Mrs Phelps looked down at Matilda from her great height and Matilda looked right back up at her.
‘I thought some were very poor,’ Matilda said, ‘But others were lovely. I liked The Secret Garden best of all. It was full of mystery. The mystery of the room behind the closed door and the mystery of the garden behind the big wall...
an extract from Matilda by R. Dahl
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