"'We must certainly get to the Emerald City if we can,' the Scarecrow continued, and he pushed so hard on his long pole that it stuck fast in the mud at the bottom of the river. Then, before he could pull it out again––or let go––the raft was swept away, and the poor Scarecrow was left clinging to the pole in the middle of the river."
"'We must certainly get to the Emerald City if we can,' the Scarecrow continued, and he pushed so hard on his long pole that it stuck fast in the mud at the bottom of the river. Then, before he could pull it out again––or let go––the raft was swept away, and the poor Scarecrow was left clinging to the pole in the middle of the river."
" 'Run fast,' said the Scarecrow to the Lion, 'and get out of this deadly flower bed as soon as you can. We will bring the little girl with us, but if you should fall asleep you are too big to be carried.'
So the Lion aroused himself and bounded forward as fast as he could go. In a moment he was out of sight."
" 'Run fast,' said the Scarecrow to the Lion, 'and get out of this deadly flower bed as soon as you can. We will bring the little girl with us, but if you should fall asleep you are too big to be carried.'
So the Lion aroused himself and bounded forward as fast as he could go. In a moment he was out of sight."
Think about what strategies worked (and didn't work) for you this time. How can you do well next time?
| 1) | Why is this chapter called, "The Deadly Poppy Field"? |
| 4) | How does the Scarecrow make his way back to the group? |
| 5) | Who falls asleep in the poppy field? |
| 6) | Who is left behind at the end of this chapter? |
7 "We cannot be far from the road of yellow brick, now," remarked the Scarecrow, as he stood beside the girl, "for we have come nearly as far as the river carried us away."
The Tin Woodman was about to reply when he heard a low growl, and turning his head (which worked beautifully on hinges) he saw a strange beast come bounding over the grass toward them. It was, indeed, a great yellow Wildcat, and the Woodman thought it must be chasing something, for its ears were lying close to its head and its mouth was wide open, showing two rows of ugly teeth, while its red eyes glowed like balls of fire. As it came nearer the Tin Woodman saw that running before the beast was a little gray field mouse, and although he had no heart he knew it was wrong for the Wildcat to try to kill such a pretty, harmless creature.
So the Woodman raised his axe, and as the Wildcat ran by he gave it a quick blow that cut the beast's head clean off from its body, and it rolled over at his feet in two pieces.
The field mouse, now that it was freed from its enemy, stopped short; and coming slowly up to the Woodman it said, in a squeaky little voice:
"Oh, thank you! Thank you ever so much for saving my life."
"Don't speak of it, I beg of you," replied the Woodman. "I have no heart, you know, so I am careful to help all those who may need a friend, even if it happens to be only a mouse."
