Carlo Collodi

    b1066242611has quoted2 years ago
    "Bravo, Polendina!" cried the same tiny voice which came from no one knew where.

    On hearing himself called Polendina, Mastro Geppetto turned the color of a red pepper and, facing the carpenter, said to him angrily:

    "Why do you insult me?"

    "Who is insulting you?"

    "You called me Polendina."

    "I did not."

    "I suppose you think I did! Yet I KNOW it was you."





    And growing angrier each moment, they went from words to blows, and finally began to scratch and bite and slap each other.

    When the fight was over, Mastro Antonio had Geppetto's yellow wig in his hands and Geppetto found the carpenter's curly wig in his mouth.

    "Give me back my wig!" shouted Mastro Antonio in a surly voice.

    "You return mine and we'll be friends."

    The two little old men, each with his own wig back on his own head, shook hands and swore to be good friends for the rest of their lives.

    "Well then, Mastro Geppetto," said the carpenter, to show he bore him no ill will, "what is it you want?"

    "I want a piece of wood to make a Marionette. Will you give it to me?"

    Mastro Antonio, very glad indeed, went immediately to his bench to get the piece of wood which had frightened him so much. But as he was about to give it to his friend, with a violent jerk it slipped out of his hands and hit against poor Geppetto's thin legs.

    "Ah! Is this the gentle way, Mastro Antonio, in which you make your gifts? You have made me almost lame!"

    "I swear to you I did not do it!"

    "It was I, of course!"

    "It's the fault of this piece of wood."

    "You're right; but remember you were the one to throw it at my legs."

    "I did not throw it!"


    "Geppetto, do not insult me or I shall call you Polendina."





    "Ugly monkey!"


    On hearing himself called Polendina for the third time, Geppetto lost his head with rage and threw himself upon the carpenter. Then and there they gave each other a sound thrashing.

    After this fight, Mastro Antonio had two more scratches on his nose, and Geppetto had two buttons missing from his coat. Thus having settled their accounts, they shook hands and swore to be good friends for the rest of their lives.

    Then Geppetto took the fine piece of wood, thanked Mastro Antonio, and limped away toward home
    Raphaelhas quotedlast year
    hung down on his chin
    Raphaelhas quotedlast year
    oiling happily away
    Dhinda Dinantahas quotedlast year
    There was no answer.
    Menna Abu Zahrahas quoted8 months ago
    found a piece of wood that wept and laughed like a child.
    Menna Abu Zahrahas quoted8 months ago
    I do not know how this really happened, yet the fact remains that one fine day this piece of wood found itself in the shop of an old carpenter.
    Menna Abu Zahrahas quoted8 months ago
    His real name was Mastro Antonio, but everyone called him Mastro Cherry, for the tip of his nose was so round and red and shiny that it looked like a ripe cherry.
    b8883999171has quoted8 months ago
    he was splashed with mud even up to his cap.
    b8883999171has quoted8 months ago
    Tormented by the wish to see his father and his fairy sister with azure hair, he raced like a greyhound
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