Oliver Twist

• სათაური: Oliver Twist
• ISBN კოდი: 978-9941-8-2164-6
• ავტორი: Charles Dickens
• გამომცემელი: Pega
• გამოცემის თარიღი: 2020
• ენა: ინგლისური
• გვერდები: 89
• კატეგორია: წიგნები
• ნახვები: 182
• რეიტინგი: 5.0

• CHAPTER I
• CHAPTER II
• CHAPTER III
• CHAPTER IV
• CHAPTER V
• CHAPTER VI
• CHAPTER VII
• CHAPTER VIII
• CHAPTER IX
• CHAPTER X
• CHAPTER XI
• CHAPTER XII
• CHAPTER XIII
• CHAPTER XIV
• CHAPTER XV
• CHAPTER XVI
• CHAPTER XVII
• CHAPTER XVIII
• CHAPTER XIX
• CHAPTER XX
• CHAPTER XXI
• CHAPTER XXII
• CHAPTER XXIII

 Charles Dickens
 
OLIVER TWIST
(pre-intermediate)
 
გამომცემლობა „პეგა“ თბილისი – 2020
 
UDC (უაკ) 82–93: 811.111–31+82–93:811.111.03–31
დ–473
 
Charles Dickens– OLIVERTWIST,გამომცემლობა
„პეგა“, თბილისი, 2020, 89 გვ.
 
 
წინამდებარე წიგნი წარმოადგენს ჩარლზ დიკენსის ცნობილი რომანის ადაპტაციას. რომანის ძირითადი ფაბულა შენარჩუნებულია. ტექსტს თან ახლავს კომენტარები. წიგნს ბოლოში დართული აქვს ლექსიკონი.
წიგნი განკუთვნილია ინგლისური ენის დამოუკიდებლად შემსწავლელთა ფართო წრისთვის.
 
 
შემდგენელი – ნინა თურმანიძე
 
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ISBN 978–9941–8–2164–6
 
სარჩევი
 
CHAPTER I
CHAPTER II
CHAPTER III
CHAPTER IV
CHAPTER V
CHAPTER VI
CHAPTER VII
CHAPTER VIII
CHAPTER IX
CHAPTER X
CHAPTER XI
CHAPTER XII
CHAPTER XIII
CHAPTER XIV
CHAPTER XV
CHAPTER XVI
CHAPTER XVII
CHAPTER XVIII
CHAPTER XIX
CHAPTER XX
CHAPTER XXI
CHAPTER XXII
CHAPTER XXIII
 
 
CHAPTER I  
Oliver Twist was born in a workhouse. There was nobody around at the moment but a doctor and an old, old woman. There were no aunts, no sisters, no cousins, no grandmothers. And the two that were there did not help much. But, perhaps, this was all the better! Too much help is sometimes worse than no help. Be this as it may, Oliver came into the world with a loud cry. The pale face of a young woman rose from the pillow and a weak voice said: “Let me see the child and die”.
The doctor was sitting with his face towards the fire. In a moment he rose, came up to the bed and said in a kind voice:
“Oh, you must not talk about dying yet!”
Saying this he put the child into her arms. She put her cold lips to its forehead, then passed her hands over her face, looked around, fell back – and died.
The doctor tried to do what he could. But he could do nothing.
“It’s all over, Mrs. Thingummy,” he said at last to the old woman. “I’m going. Give the child some gruel if it cries.” He put on his hat, and then added: “She was a good-looking woman; from where did she come?”
“She was brought here last night,” answered the old woman. “She was found lying in the street. Nobody knows from where she came, or where she was going.”
“The old story,” said the doctor. “Good night.”
And he went to have his dinner.
The old woman sat down, took a green bottle from under the bed and began drinking from it.
And Oliver cried. What else could he do?


 
CHAPTER II  
During the first years of his life, Oliver lived in the country. There was no place in the workhouse and he was sent to a Mrs. Mann who “was very kind and liked to look after children” – so the workhouse authorities said. And they gave Mrs. Mann many of the boys and girls that were born in the workhouse. They also gave Mrs. Mann seven pence halfpenny per week for every child. But very much food cannot be got for seven pence halfpenny. And Mrs. Mann was not a young woman; she knew very well what was good for children and she also knew what was good for herself.
So she put the greater part...