But do you really think, sir, said Peter, that there are other worlds... right here, nearby, two steps away from us?
“There is nothing incredible in this,” said the professor, taking off his glasses and beginning to wipe them. “I wonder what they are taught in schools now?” he muttered to himself.
The last words of the old professor, of course, are a joke from the author of this incredible story. No matter how varied school education was, it could in no way allow the existence of the Land of Empty-Yakomnata with the city of Platanashkaf, from which, having made your way between fur coats smelling of mothballs, you can suddenly get to the magical land of Narnia. And then immediately meet in a snowy forest (in the middle of which for some reason there is a lantern) a strange creature with horns and hooves, holding an umbrella above its head, and paper bags under its arm. And if, at the sight of you, this creature jumps in surprise, dropping you to the ground all the packages and exclaims: “Fathers! Whether you are Peter or Lucy, Edmund or Susan, you simply have no choice but to try to get to know the stranger better, believing his every word...
Little Lucy, the first to find herself in Narnia, did just that. What would you do in her place? However, today we all have to make this wonderful journey to a fantastic country, where fauns and centaurs, beavers and robins, leopards and pelicans, goblins and kikimores, gnomes, wolves, lions and giants as tall as trees, and even the trees themselves speak human language. More than once your soul will sink into your heels, and your companions, no matter how brave they are, will tremble in the veins... This is when the sinister Witch, by whose will Narnia is bound in ice and covered with snow, wants to turn her rebellious and most handsome subjects into stone .
So, everything is clear with the witch and the wardrobe. But what does the lion have to do with it? Not just a lion, but a Leo with a capital L, whose menacing roar makes huge trees bend like grass? But the fairy tale is called “The Lion, the Witch and the Wardrobe”...
But before we deal with the Lion named Eslan (isn’t it true, there is something majestic, downright royal in the sound of this name? But he is the Forest King), we need to find out who needed it and for what purpose. contrary to all plausibility, to invent Narnia itself. With all its wonders and monsters, fears and monsters - funny or terrible, evil or good-natured.
“Evil from the tips of her hair to the tips of her nails” A sorceress with half-human blood in her icy veins, freezing a beautiful magical land and hating all living things, is just a fabulous embodiment of the horror of inhumanity that, like a nightmare, gripped half the world several decades ago. The author conceived his tale in 1939, when the whole world, numb, witnessed the victorious march of Hitler's fascism across European countries.
One after another, flourishing small countries, crushed by soldiers' boots, turned into ruins. People, gripped by horror, fled or continued to live in dead silence, looking back at every step and not trusting anyone. And those who dared to protest were thrown into prison, behind barbed wires. concentration camp wire, gassed, shot...
A full fourteen years had to pass before the fairy tale was published. Because when it was conceived, the author did not know how this terrible invasion could end, which threatened to turn humanity into a huge mass of slaves and traitors. No wonder the Witches stood in the palace for so long frozen statues of daredevils. And in little Narnia, vile witches, werewolves, ghouls, cannibals and ghouls, feeding on human blood and tears, raged.
Wise and kind, very independent in his judgments, “an old, old professor with tousled gray hair and a tousled gray beard almost to his eyes,” eccentric and wholeheartedly loved by the four kids from the fairy tale - this is the author, who also described himself in some kind of fairy tale spirit. Indeed, at the time when four children were brought to him from air-raided and bombed London, into the very wilderness of England, and among them his niece Lucy Barfield (this tale is dedicated to her), he, the famous scientist, collector of oral folk art, a professor at one of the world's largest universities, was only 41 years old, and he could no longer pass for an ancient elder!
True, when the fairy tale was published in 1953 and children in many countries began to read it, Clive Staples Lewis was already older. But still, until his death in 1963, he did not lose the ability to share the joys of children. “The Lion, the Witch and the Wardrobe” is the second of seven tales in a cycle he wrote about adventures in Narnia. In general, he wrote many books, both scientific and fiction.
During the Second World War, he created a fantastic trilogy for adults. His famous “Letters of a Screwtape” (1942), full of peculiar eccentric humor and love of life, mischief, and most importantly containing “between the lines” a much more serious meaning than in the lines themselves, read by all of England, which steadfastly resisted the fascist plague.
And, finally, it must be said that personal courage, so highly valued at all times and in all countries, in Lewis’s works appeared in the aura of typically English gentle humor, delicate hints, and sly reticences so beloved by the British. And this also spoke about something else - about undoubted literary talent and skill, the ability to skillfully and tactfully use the ancient traditions of national literature. No wonder C.S. Lewis collected masterpieces of ancient folk art.
From early childhood, the writer was immersed in the depths of Russian classics, comprehending the secrets of the famous, purely “English” play with words and concepts, a bizarre game of fantasy. The multi-colored world of wonderful books, shimmering with all shades of thought, was open to him in all its beauty. As a child, he was embarrassed by a very small defect (one hand was missing a joint in the thumb), and could not, along with his friends, participate in the noisy fun of the boys.
His favorite friends were the heroes of books - Hercules and Gulliver, brave heroes of Greek myths and Scandinavian legends... Over the years, interest in the great creations of literature expanded and deepened. And finally, having long since left childhood and adolescence, reading lectures to students at the university, without abandoning his scientific activities, Lewis began to write.
This choice, of course, was influenced by the impressions of his childhood, when he greedily swallowed everything that could even in the slightest degree satisfy his craving for the extraordinary. “I wrote books,” he said, already being a widely known science fiction writer and storyteller, “that I would like to read myself... Nobody wrote books that I liked. So I was forced to do it myself!”
The motto of his favorite heroes who go into battle with the Sorceress, led by the noble and fearless Eslan:
“Be kind to someone else’s misfortune,
Be courageous in your own.”
Both this motto and Narnia, created by his imagination, with its fantastic people, are somehow very reminiscent of the magnificent country of Logria with its heroes, with brave, generous knights and beautiful ladies... But it is in Logria that the action of the Old English fairy tale “The King’s Round Table” takes place Arthur."
Kindness and courage, courage and unselfishness, wisdom and love of freedom of the characters in C.S. Lewis's fairy tales, a cheerful game of free imagination, where, of course, there is a place for humor (for example, in any, even the most dangerous circumstances, the heroes are not able to part with the dream of getting drunk hot, fragrant, strong tea with rich buns and at the first opportunity they fulfill their desire!) - all this has led to the fact that for the past four decades, children from all over the world have been reading this great fairy tale with delight.
“Keep your eyes open,” the professor will say “at the very end.” These words, which were not said in jest, contain a lot of meaning. Because in a fairy tale form we will hear a story about the need to be strong friends, to be able to distinguish between good and evil and to fight this evil with all our might, no matter how insidious it may be. No matter what form it takes. No matter how tempting it is to betray, promising rewards in the form of sweet Turkish delight or even a high royal throne!
The Lion, the Witch and the Wardrobe
The Lion, the Witch and the Wardrobe
In a nutshell: Four children find themselves in a magical land inhabited by talking animals and mythical creatures, and free it from the power of an evil witch.
The Second World War. Due to the bombing of London, four children - Peter, Susan, Edmund and Lucy - were sent to live with a family friend, a lonely professor who lived in a huge old house with a housekeeper and three maids.
The day after our arrival it rained. The children could not leave the house and started playing hide and seek. During the game, Lucy, the youngest, hid in a large wardrobe full of fur coats, through which she entered Narnia - a magical parallel world inhabited by talking animals, trees and mythical creatures.
In a clearing with a lamppost, Lucy met the faun Tumnus, who invited the girl to visit him. Tumnus told her that Narnia, stretching from the lamppost in the west to Cair Paravel Castle in the east, was under the rule of the White Witch Jadis, who had taken over the country and proclaimed herself queen. Because of her, there is eternal winter in Narnia and there is never Christmas, which means spring will never come.
The faun took Lucy to his small, cozy cave with a fireplace and tried to put her to sleep with the help of a magic pipe, but then admitted that he served the White Witch. Tumnus must look for human children in the forest and take them to Jadis. The repentant faun took Lucy to a lamppost, from where she entered her world, leaving her handkerchief as a souvenir for Tumnus.
Returning to her brothers and sister, Lucy told about her adventure, but they did not believe her because time flows differently in Narnia. Lucy had been visiting Tumnus for many hours, but only a few minutes had passed in England. The older brother and sister decided that Lucy was going crazy, and the mischievous Edmund completely teased her.
A few days later, it started to rain again, the children began to play hide and seek again, Lucy hid in the closet, and Edmund climbed in after her. Once in Narnia, Lucy went to visit Tumnus, and Edmund met the White Witch. She treated the boy to magical Turkish delight. Having tasted this sweetness, a person will think only about it and eat it until he bursts.
While eating Turkish delight, Edmunl blurted out to Jadis all about his brother and sisters and about the faun Tumnos, who let Lucy go. The White Witch promised that she would make the boy the prince of Narnia and place him in a palace where there was a room full of Turkish delight if he brought the other three children to her castle.
Edmund met Lucy at a lamppost. His sister told him about the terrible White Witch, who can turn a living creature into a stone statue, and the boy realized that it was she who he had recently met. Edmund felt uneasy, but he could no longer retreat and convinced himself that Lucy was mistaken, fauns could not be trusted at all, and Jadis was kind and generous.
Having returned, Lucy again began to talk about Narnia, thinking that Edmund would confirm everything, but the boy did not support his sister and again exposed her as a liar and an inventor. Alarmed, Peter and Susan took their little sister to the professor, but he unexpectedly believed her.
Accusing someone who has never lied to you of lying is not a joke, not a joke at all.
In conclusion, the professor advised the children to “mind their own business and not pry into other people’s.”
The professor's house was famous. People came from all over England to see it. A housekeeper led tourists around the house, forbidding children to show her face during excursions. One of these excursions found the children in a room with a magic wardrobe. They had no choice but to climb into the closet.
So the four children ended up in Narnia, discovered that Tumnus had been taken by Jadis' servants, and decided to save him. The children were met by Mr. Beaver. Edmund tried to instill distrust in his sisters and brother and lure him to the castle of the White Witch - he really wanted to become a prince and eat Turkish delight. As a sign that he could be trusted, Mr. Beaver showed Lucy a handkerchief.
The beaver took the children to his hut on the dam, where the good-natured Mrs. Beaver fed them a delicious lunch. The beavers said that the Lord of the Forest, the Great Lion Aslan, is already on his way, which means that an ancient prophecy is beginning to come true: when Aslan comes, the long winter will end, and four people - two sons of Adam and two daughters of Eve - will become the rulers of Narnia. And when the four thrones in Cair Paravel are occupied, the White Witch will die. That's why Jadis wanted to destroy the children so much. The Beaver was tasked with taking the children to the Stone Table, where they would meet Aslan.
The children also learned that the White Witch is not a person, but a cross between a genie and a giant.
There can be two opinions about people<…>but about those who appear to be human, but in reality are not, there cannot be two opinions...
Edmund no longer heard this - he slipped out of the hut and went to Jadis's palace. The beaver immediately understood where the boy had gone - looking into Edmund’s eyes, he determined that he had tasted the Witch’s treats. Only Aslan could help Edmund, and the Beavers led the children to the meeting place.
With difficulty, Edmund reached the castle of the White Witch, full of animals and birds, fauns and centaurs turned into stone. He told Jadis about Aslan's return and the meeting at the Stone Table, but she became angry with Edmund because he did not bring her all the children, chained him, and gave him a piece of stale bread instead of Turkish delight. Edmund began to understand that the Witch did not intend to make him the prince of Narnia.
Meanwhile, Peter, Susan, Lucy and the Beavers made their way to the Stone Table in secret ways. On the way they met Santa Claus. This meant that the power of the White Witch was weakening, Christmas would still come, and after it spring. Santa presented the children with gifts: Peter - a sword and a shield, which depicted a lion standing on its hind legs, Susan - a bow, arrows and a horn, blowing which you can call for help wherever you are, Lucy - a dagger and a diamond bottle with a magical balm made from the juice of fiery flowers, one drop of which heals any wounds. Santa asked the girls not to participate in the battle.
The battles in which women take part are terrible.
Meanwhile, the White Witch, having captured Edmund, rushed to the Stone Table, but along the road it became warmer, the snow melted, Jadis had to leave the sleigh and continue on foot.
Peter, Susan, Lucy and the Beavers, meanwhile, were approaching the Stone Table, watching with amazement the rapid arrival of spring. In a few hours, the snow melted, grass grew, leaves blossomed, flowers bloomed, and it became so warm that the children threw off the fur coats they had grabbed in the closet.
The Stone Table - an ancient slab dotted with mysterious signs - rose on the top of a hill, behind which the sea sparkled. There the children were met by Aslan, a majestic lion with a golden mane, surrounded by a retinue - talking animals, centaurs, spirits of trees and rivers. The children asked the Great Lion to save Edmund. Promising to help, Aslan ordered his retinue to begin the feast.
At that moment, the Great Lion's camp was attacked by wolves - the servants of the White Witch. Peter's first battle took place here - he saved Susan from a huge wolf, and Aslan knighted the boy. One of the wolves escaped, Aslan sent centaurs and eagles in pursuit of him.
Meanwhile, Jadis realized that she was losing and decided to sacrifice Edmund, hoping that the prophecy would not come true if one of the thrones in Cair Paravel was unoccupied. At the last moment, the centaurs arrived, saved Edmund and took him to Aslan’s camp, but the Witch hid, turning into an old stump.
The next morning, Aslan had a long conversation with Edmund, who remembered the words of the Great Lion for the rest of his life. Then Aslan asked the children not to talk to their brother “about what is already behind.”
Soon Jadis appeared at the camp and, according to one of the laws of Secret Magic that were carved on the Stone Table, demanded the life of the traitor - Edmund. If Aslan refuses her, “Narnia will perish by fire and water.” Aslan made an exchange: he is given into the hands of the White Witch, and Edmund is released.
The Great Lion spent the entire day with the children - he taught Peter how to fight Jadis' minions and talked with the girls. At night, Lucy and Susan could not sleep, they took Aslan to the Stone Table and saw how the Witch sacrificed the Great Lion.
The sorceress did not know that there was an even more ancient Magic, the law of which says: “When instead of a traitor, one who is innocent of anything, who has not committed any betrayal, ascends to the sacrificial Table of his own free will, the Table will break, and Death itself will retreat before him.” " Aslan became an innocent victim and the next morning he was resurrected right before the eyes of the amazed girls.
In the afternoon, the battle for Narnia began between Peter's army and the Witch's minions - goblins, kikimoras, werewolves, ghouls and witches. Aslan and the girls, meanwhile, went to Jadis’s castle and with his breath revived all the creatures turned to stone, including the faun Tamnos.
Soon the animated creatures joined Peter's army. Aslan killed the White Witch, and her minions fled or surrendered. Lucy cured all the wounded with her magic balm.
After the victory, Alan crowned the children in the magnificent Cair Paravel. Peter was proclaimed Peter the Magnificent, High King of Narnia. For fifteen years he ruled the country with his sisters and brother: Queens Susan the Magnanimous and Lucy the Brave and King Edmund the Fair.
Once upon a time, kings and queens were hunting the White Deer, which grants all wishes if caught. While hunting, they found themselves in a clearing with a lamppost, which they had almost forgotten, and from there they found their way back to England through a closet. It turned out that not even a minute had passed there, and the rulers of Narnia became children again. The guys tried to explain to the professor where the fur coats from his closet had gone, and he, oddly enough, believed them.
Clive Lewis
The Lion, the Witch and the Wardrobe
Dedicated to Lucy BarfieldDear Lucy!
I wrote this story for you, but when I started writing it, I did not yet understand that girls grow up faster than books are written.
And now you are too old for fairy tales, and by the time this fairy tale is printed and published, you will become even older. But someday you will grow to the day when you will start reading fairy tales again. Then you will take this little book down from the top shelf, shake the dust off it, and then tell me what you think about it. Perhaps by then I will be so old that I will not hear or understand a word, but even then I will still be your loving godfather.
Clive S. Lewis
Chapter first
Lucy looks into the wardrobe
Once upon a time there were four children in the world, their names were Peter, Susan, Edmund and Lucy. This book tells what happened to them during the war when they were taken out of London to avoid being harmed by air raids. They were sent to an old professor who lived in the very center of England, ten miles from the nearest post office. He never had a wife and lived in a very large house with a housekeeper named Mrs. MacReady and three maids - Ivy, Margaret and Betty (but they played almost no part in our story). The professor was very old, with tousled gray hair and a tousled gray beard almost reaching to his eyes. Soon the boys fell in love with him, but on the first evening, when he came out to meet them at the front doors, he seemed very strange to them. Lucy (the youngest) was even a little scared of him, and Edmund (next in age to Lucy) had difficulty keeping from laughing - he had to pretend to blow his nose.
When they said goodnight to the professor that evening and went upstairs to their bedrooms, the boys went into the girls' room to chat about everything they had seen that day.
“We were very lucky, that’s a fact,” said Peter. - Well, we’ll live here! We can do whatever our heart desires. This grandpa won't say a word to us.
“I think he’s just lovely,” said Susan.
- Shut up! - said Edmund. He was tired, although he pretended not to be at all, and when he was tired, he was always out of sorts. - Stop saying that.
- How so? – asked Susan. - And anyway, it’s time for you to sleep.
“You imagine that you are a mother,” said Edmund. -Who are you to tell me? It's time for you to sleep.
“We’d better all lie down,” said Lucy. “If they hear us, we’ll get hit.”
“It won’t hit,” said Peter. “I’m telling you, this is the kind of house where no one will look at what we’re doing.” Yes, they won’t hear us. From here to the dining room it’s at least a ten-minute walk along all sorts of stairs and corridors.
- What is this noise? – Lucy suddenly asked.
She had never been in such a huge house, and the thought of long corridors with rows of doors leading to empty rooms made her feel uneasy.
“Just a bird, stupid,” said Edmund.
“It’s an owl,” Peter added. “There must be all sorts of birds here, apparently and invisibly.” Well, I'm going to bed. Listen, let's go scouting tomorrow. In places like here you can find a lot of things. Did you see the mountains when we were driving here? And the forest? There are probably eagles here too. And deer! And certainly hawks.
“And badgers,” said Lucy.
“And foxes,” said Edmund.
“And rabbits,” said Susan.
But when morning came, it turned out that it was raining, and so often that neither mountains nor forests were visible from the window, even a stream in the garden was not visible.
- Of course, we can’t do without rain! - said Edmund.
They had just had breakfast with the professor and went upstairs to the room he had allocated for them to play - a long, low room with two windows on one wall and two on the other, opposite.
“Stop nagging, Ed,” Susan said. “I bet you what you want, it will clear up in an hour.” In the meantime, there is a radio and a bunch of books. What's bad?
“Well, no,” said Peter, “this activity is not for me.” I'll go explore the house.
Everyone agreed that it couldn't be a better game. And so their adventures began. The house was huge - it seemed there would be no end to it - and it was full of the most amazing corners. At first, the doors they opened led, as one would expect, to empty guest bedrooms. But soon the guys found themselves in a long, very long room, hung with paintings, where knightly armor stood; behind it was a room with green curtains, in the corner of which they saw a harp. Then, going down three steps and up five, they found themselves in a small hall with a door to the balcony; Behind the hall there was a suite of rooms, all the walls of which were lined with bookcases with books - these were very old books in heavy leather bindings. And then the guys looked into the room where there was a large wardrobe. You, of course, have seen such wardrobes with mirrored doors. There was nothing else in the room except a dried blue fly on the windowsill.
“Empty,” said Peter, and one after another they left the room... everyone except Lucy. She decided to try to see if the closet door would open, although she was sure that it was locked. To her surprise, the door immediately swung open and two mothballs fell out.
Lucy looked inside. There were several long fur coats hanging there. More than anything else, Lucy loved to stroke fur. She immediately climbed into the closet and began rubbing her face against the fur; She, of course, left the door open - after all, she knew: there is nothing stupider than locking yourself in a closet. Lucy climbed deeper and saw that behind the first row of fur coats there was a second one. It was dark in the closet, and, afraid of hitting her nose on something, she stretched out her arms in front of her. The girl took a step, another and another. She expected that her fingertips were about to touch the back wall, but her fingers still went into emptiness.
“What a huge closet! – thought Lucy, parting her fluffy fur coats and making her way further and further. Then something crunched under her foot. - I wonder what it is? - she thought. “Another mothball?” Lucy bent down and began to fumble with her hand. But instead of a smooth wooden floor, her hand touched something soft, crumbling and very, very cold.
“How strange,” she said and took two more steps forward.
The next second, she felt that her face and hands were resting not against the soft folds of fur, but against something hard, rough and even prickly.
- Just like tree branches! - Lucy exclaimed.
And then she noticed a light ahead, but not where the closet wall should be, but far, far away. Above
Clive Staples Lewis. The Lion, the Witch and the Wardrobe Chronicles of Narnia - 2
Lucy looks into the wardrobe
Once upon a time there were four children in the world, their names were Peter, Susan, Edmund and Lucy. This book tells what happened to them during the war when they were taken out of London to avoid being harmed by air raids. They were sent to an old professor who lived in the very center of England, ten miles from the nearest post office. He never had a wife and lived in a very large house with a housekeeper and three maids - Ivy, Margaret and Betty (but they took almost no part in our story). The professor was very old, with tousled gray hair and a tousled gray beard almost reaching his eyes. Soon the boys fell in love with him, but on the first evening, when he came out to meet them at the front doors, he seemed very strange to them. Lucy (the youngest) was even a little scared of him, and Edmund (next in age to Lucy) could hardly restrain himself from laughing - he had to pretend that he was blowing his nose. When they said good night to the professor that evening and went upstairs to their bedrooms, the boys went into the girls' room to chat about everything they had seen that day.
We were very lucky, that’s a fact,” said Peter. - Well, we’ll live here! We can do whatever our heart desires. This grandpa won't say a word to us.
“I think he’s just lovely,” said Susan.
Shut up! - said Edmund. He was tired, although he pretended not to be at all, and when he was tired, he was always out of sorts. - Stop saying that.
How so? - asked Susan. - In general, it’s time for you to sleep.
“You imagine that you are a mother,” said Edmund. -Who are you to tell me? It's time for you to sleep.
“We’d better all lie down,” said Lucy. - If they hear us, we'll get hit.
“It won’t hit,” said Peter. “I’m telling you, this is the kind of house where no one will look at what we’re doing.” Yes, they won’t hear us. From here to the dining room it takes at least ten minutes to walk along all sorts of stairs and corridors.
What is this noise? - Lucy suddenly asked. She had never been in such a huge house before, and the thought of long corridors with rows of doors leading to empty rooms made her feel uneasy.
Just a bird, stupid,” said Edmund.
“It’s an owl,” Peter added. - There must be all kinds of birds here, apparently and invisibly. Well, I'm going to bed. Listen, let's go explore tomorrow. In places like here you can find a lot of things. Did you see the mountains when we were driving here? And the forest? There are probably eagles here too. And deer! And certainly hawks.
And badgers,” said Lucy.
And foxes,” said Edmund.
And rabbits,” said Susan. But when morning came, it turned out that it was raining, and so often that neither mountains nor forests were visible from the window, even a stream in the garden was not visible.
It’s clear that we can’t do without rain! - said Edmund. They had just had breakfast with the professor and went upstairs to the room that he had allocated for them to play - a long, low room with two windows in one wall and two in the other, opposite.
Stop nagging, Ed,” said Susan. - I bet you what you want, it will clear up in an hour. In the meantime, there is a radio and a bunch of books. What's bad?
“Well, no,” said Peter, “this activity is not for me.” I'll go explore the house. Everyone agreed that it couldn't be a better game. And so their adventures began. The house was huge - it seemed there would be no end to it
And it was full of the most extraordinary corners. At first, the doors they opened led, as one would expect, to empty guest bedrooms.
It is believed that children can see much more than adults when it comes to something magical. Adults have already lost faith in miracles, but the minds of children are still pure and open to everything new. And often it is a child’s bright soul and sincere feelings that make it possible to help someone else. Clive S. Lewis's book “The Lion, the Witch and the Wardrobe” opens the well-known cycle of fairy-tale works “The Chronicles of Narnia”. This book takes you into a real fairy tale, which will delight children, but it will also be interesting for adults and will evoke warm feelings in the soul, reminiscent of childhood. This book is about faith in miracles, about the warmth of the human heart, about help and salvation.
One day, four children - two brothers and two sisters - come to visit their uncle. They play hide and seek, running around the house, looking into different rooms and into all corners, exploring the house along the way. When they opened the closet and saw a lot of clothes in it, they did not consider it anything interesting. But Lucy lingered, and then... she found herself in magical Narnia. It turned out that this closet was unusual; it opened the door to a magical land. At first, the other children did not believe the girl, but soon they all found themselves in this country, where many adventures awaited them. Narnia is a wonderful place where eternal summer reigns. But why is it now completely covered with ice? What happened here? This is what the guys have to deal with.
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