Dongeng bahasa Inggris tentang Si Hansel dan si Gretel.

Selamat Membaca : Once upon a time a very poor woodcutter lived in a tiny cottage in the forest with his two children, Hansel and Gretel. His second wife often ill-treated the children and was forever nagging the woodcutter. "There is not enough food in the house for us all. There are too many mouths to feed! We must get rid of the two brats," she declared. And she kept on trying to persuade her husband to abandon his children in the forest. "Take them miles from home, so far that they can never find their way back! Maybe someone will find them and give them a home." The downcast woodcutter didn't know what to do. Hansel who, one evening, had overheard his parents' conversation, comforted Gretel. "Don't worry! If they do leave us in the forest, we'll find the way home," he said. And slipping out of the house he filled his pockets with little white pebbles, then went back to bed. All night long, the woodcutter's wife harped on and on at her husband till, at dawn, he led Hansel and Gretel away into the forest. But as they went into the depths of the trees, Hansel dropped a little white pebble here and there on the mossy green ground. At a certain point, the two children found they really were alone: the woodcutter had plucked up enough courage to desert them, had mumbled an excuse and was gone. Night fell but the woodcutter did not return. Gretel began to sob bitterly. Hansel too felt scared but he tried to hide his feelings and comfort his sister. "Don't cry, trust me! I swear I'll take you home even if Father doesn't come back for us!" Luckily the moon was full that night and Hansel waited till its cold light filtered through the trees.

"Now give me your hand!" he said. "We'll get home safely, you'll see!" The tiny white pebbles gleamed in the moonlight, and the children found their way home. They crept through a half open window, without wakening their parents. Cold, tired but thankful to be home again, they slipped into bed. Next day, when their stepmother discovered that Hansel and Gretel had returned, she went into a rage. Stifling her anger in front of the children, she locked her bedroom door, reproaching her husband for failing to carry out her orders. The weak woodcutter protested, torn as he was between shame and fear of disobeying his cruel wife. The wicked stepmother kept Hansel and Gretel under lock and key all day with nothing for supper but a sip of water and some hard bread. All night, husband and wife quarreled, and when dawn came, the woodcutter led the children out into the forest. Hansel, however, had not eaten his bread, and as he walked through the trees, he left a trail of crumbs behind him to mark the way. But the little boy had forgotten about the hungry birds that lived in the forest. When they saw him, they flew along behind and in no time at all, had eaten all the crumbs. Again, with a lame excuse, the woodcutter left his two children by themselves. "I've left a trail, like last time!" Hansel whispered to Gretel, consolingly. But when night fell, they saw to their horror, that all the crumbs had gone. "I'm frightened!" wept Gretel bitterly. "I'm cold and hungry and I want to go home!" "Don't be afraid. I'm here to look after you!" Hansel tried to encourage his sister, but he too shivered when he glimpsed frightening shadows and evil eyes around them in the darkness. All night the two children huddled together for warmth at the foot of a large tree.

When dawn broke, they started to wander about the forest, seeking a path, but all hope soon faded. They were well and truly lost. On they walked and walked, till suddenly they came upon a strange cottage in the middle of a glade. "This is chocolate!" gasped Hansel as he broke a lump of plaster from the wall. "And this is icing!" exclaimed Gretel, putting another piece of wall in her mouth. Starving but delighted, the children began to eat pieces of candy broken off the cottage. "Isn't this delicious?" said Gretel, with her mouth full. She had never tasted anything so nice. "We'll stay here," Hansel declared, munching a bit of nougat. They were just about to try a piece of the biscuit door when it quietly swung open. "Well, well!" said an old woman, peering out with a crafty look. "And haven't you children a sweet tooth?" "Come in! Come in, you've nothing to fear!" went on the old woman. Unluckily for Hansel and Gretel, however, the sugar candy cottage belonged to an old witch, her trap for catching unwary victims. The two children had come to a really nasty place. "You're nothing but skin and bones!" said the witch, locking Hansel into a cage. I shall fatten you up and eat you!" "You can do the housework," she told Gretel grimly, "then I'll make a meal of you too!" As luck would have it, the witch had very bad eyesight, an when Gretel smeared butter on her glasses, she could see even less.

"Let me feel your finger!" said the witch to Hansel every day to check if he was getting any fatter. Now, Gretel had brought her brother a chicken bone, and when the witch went to touch his finger, Hansel held out the bone. "You're still much too thin!" she complained. When will you become plump?" One day the witch grew tired of waiting. "Light the oven," she told Gretel. "We're going to have a tasty roasted boy today!" A little later, hungry and impatient, she went on: "Run and see if the oven is hot enough." Gretel returned, whimpering: "I can't tell if it is hot enough or not." Angrily, the witch screamed at the little girl: "Useless child! All right, I'll see for myself." But when the witch bent down to peer inside the oven and check the heat, Gretel gave her a tremendous push and slammed the oven door shut. The witch had come to a fit and proper end. Gretel ran to set her brother free and they made quite sure that the oven door was tightly shut behind the witch. Indeed, just to be on the safe side, they fastened it firmly with a large padlock. Then they stayed for several days to eat some more of the house, till they discovered amongst the witch's belongings, a huge chocolate egg. Inside lay a casket of gold coins. "The witch is now burnt to a cinder," said Hansel, "so we'll take this treasure with us." They filled a large basket with food and set off into the forest to search for the way home. This time, luck was with them, and on the second day, they saw their father come out of the house towards them, weeping. "Your stepmother is dead. Come home with me now, my dear children!" The two children hugged the woodcutter.

"Promise you'll never ever desert us again," said Gretel, throwing her arms round her father's neck. Hansel opened the casket. "Look, Father! We're rich now . . . You'll never have to chop wood again." And they all lived happily together ever after. Sekali waktu seorang penebang kayu yang sangat miskin tinggal di sebuah pondok kecil di hutan dengan dua anaknya, Hansel dan Gretel. Istri keduanya sering sakit-memperlakukan anak dan selamanya mengganggu penebang kayu. "Tidak ada cukup makanan di rumah bagi kita semua Ada terlalu banyak mulut untuk memberi makan!. Kita harus menyingkirkan dua anak nakal," kata dia. Dan dia terus mencoba membujuk suaminya untuk meninggalkan anak-anaknya di hutan. "Bawa mereka mil dari rumah, sejauh bahwa mereka tidak pernah dapat menemukan jalan mereka kembali Mungkin seseorang akan menemukan mereka dan memberi mereka rumah.!" Para penebang kayu tertunduk tidak tahu apa yang harus dilakukan. Hansel yang, suatu malam, telah mendengar percakapan orang tuanya, menghibur Gretel. "Jangan khawatir! Jika mereka meninggalkan kita di hutan, kita akan menemukan jalan pulang," katanya. Dan menyelinap keluar dari rumah dia mengisi kantong dengan kerikil putih kecil, lalu kembali ke tempat tidur. Sepanjang malam, istri penebang kayu harped dan pada pada suaminya sampai, saat fajar, dia memimpin Hansel dan Gretel pergi ke dalam hutan. Tapi seperti mereka pergi ke kedalaman pohon, Hansel menjatuhkan kerikil putih kecil di sana-sini di tanah hijau berlumut. Pada titik tertentu, kedua anak menemukan mereka benar-benar hanya berdua: penebang kayu telah

mengumpulkan keberanian yang cukup untuk meninggalkan mereka, telah menggumamkan alasan dan pergi. Malam jatuh tetapi penebang kayu itu tidak kembali. Gretel mulai menangis pahit. Hansel juga merasa takut tapi ia berusaha menyembunyikan perasaannya dan menghibur adiknya. "Jangan menangis, percayalah! Aku bersumpah aku akan mengantarmu pulang bahkan jika Ayah tidak datang kembali untuk kita!" Untungnya bulan penuh malam itu dan Hansel menunggu sampai cahaya dingin yang disaring melalui pohon-pohon. "Sekarang berikan tanganmu!" katanya. "Kami akan pulang dengan aman, Anda akan melihat!" Kerikil putih kecil berkilau di bawah sinar bulan, dan anak-anak menemukan jalan pulang. Mereka merayap melalui jendela yang terbuka setengah, tanpa wakening orang tua mereka. Dingin, lelah tapi bersyukur berada di rumah lagi, mereka menyelinap ke tempat tidur. Hari berikutnya, ketika ibu tiri mereka menemukan bahwa Hansel dan Gretel telah kembali, ia pergi ke marah. Menyesakkan kemarahannya di depan anak-anak, ia mengunci pintu kamarnya, mencela suaminya karena gagal untuk melaksanakan perintahnya. Para penebang kayu yang lemah protes, robek karena ia antara rasa malu dan takut tidak mematuhi istrinya kejam. Ibu tiri jahat terus Hansel dan Gretel di bawah kunci dan kunci sepanjang hari dengan apa-apa untuk makan malam tapi seteguk air dan roti keras. Sepanjang malam, suami dan istri bertengkar, dan ketika fajar datang, penebang kayu yang memimpin anak-anak keluar ke hutan. Hansel, bagaimanapun, tidak makan roti, dan sambil berjalan di antara pepohonan, ia meninggalkan jejak remah-remah di belakangnya untuk menandai jalan. Tapi anak kecil sudah lupa tentang burung lapar yang hidup di hutan. Ketika mereka melihat dia, mereka

terbang bersama belakang dan dalam waktu singkat sama sekali, makan semua remah-remah. Sekali lagi, dengan alasan lumpuh, penebang kayu yang meninggalkan dua anaknya sendiri. "Saya sudah meninggalkan jejak, seperti terakhir kali!" Hansel berbisik kepada Gretel, menghibur. Tapi ketika malam tiba, mereka melihat dengan ngeri mereka, bahwa semua remah sudah. "Aku takut!" Gretel menangis pahit. "Aku kedinginan dan lapar dan saya ingin pulang!" "Jangan takut aku di sini untuk menjagamu.!" Hansel mencoba untuk mendorong adiknya, tapi dia juga menggigil saat ia melihat bayangan menakutkan dan mata jahat di sekitar mereka dalam kegelapan. Sepanjang malam kedua anak berkumpul bersama untuk kehangatan di kaki sebuah pohon besar. Ketika fajar menyingsing, mereka mulai berkelana hutan, mencari jalan, tetapi semua berharap segera memudar. Mereka adalah baik dan benar-benar hilang. Pada mereka berjalan dan berjalan, sampai tiba-tiba mereka tiba di sebuah pondok yang aneh di tengah-tengah rawa a. "Ini adalah cokelat!" Hansel terkesiap saat ia memecahkan benjolan plester dari dinding. "Dan ini icing!" seru Gretel, menempatkan sepotong dinding di mulutnya. Kelaparan tapi senang, anak-anak mulai makan buah permen patah pondok. "Bukankah ini lezat?" kata Gretel, dengan mulut penuh. Dia pernah merasakan sesuatu begitu baik. "Kami akan tinggal di sini," kata Hansel, mengunyah sedikit nougat. Mereka baru saja mencoba sepotong biskuit pintu ketika diam-diam berayun terbuka.

"Wah, wah!" kata seorang wanita tua, mengintip keluar dengan tampang licik. "Dan belum Anda anak gigi manis?" "Masuklah Datang, Anda sudah tidak perlu takut!" pergi pada wanita tua. Sayangnya untuk Hansel dan Gretel, namun, pondok permen gula milik seorang penyihir tua, perangkap dia untuk menangkap korban waspada. Kedua anak itu datang ke tempat yang benar-benar jahat. "Kau hanyalah kulit dan tulang!" kata si penyihir, mengunci Hansel ke kandang. Saya akan menggemukkan Anda dan makan Anda! " "Anda dapat melakukan pekerjaan rumah tangga," katanya Gretel muram, "maka saya akan membuat makanan Anda juga!" Seperti keberuntungan akan memilikinya, penyihir yang memiliki penglihatan yang sangat buruk, ketika Gretel diolesi mentega pada kacamata, dia bisa melihat bahkan kurang. "Biar saya merasa jari Anda!" kata penyihir ke Hansel setiap hari untuk memeriksa apakah ia mendapatkan apapun gemuk. Sekarang, Gretel telah membawa kakaknya tulang ayam, dan ketika penyihir pergi untuk menyentuh jarinya, Hansel mengulurkan tulang. "Kau masih terlalu tipis!" ia mengeluh. Ketika akan Anda menjadi gemuk "Suatu hari? Penyihir tumbuh lelah menunggu. "Nyalakan oven," katanya Gretel. "Kita akan memiliki anak laki-laki panggang lezat hari ini!" Beberapa saat kemudian, lapar dan tidak sabar, dia melanjutkan: "Run dan melihat apakah oven cukup panas." Gretel kembali, merintih: ". Saya tidak bisa mengatakan apakah itu cukup panas atau tidak" Dengan marah, si penyihir berteriak pada gadis kecil: "Anak Useless Baiklah, saya akan melihat sendiri.!" Tapi ketika penyihir membungkuk untuk mengintip ke dalam oven

dan memeriksa panas, Gretel memberinya dorongan yang luar biasa dan segera menutup pintu oven. Penyihir itu berakhir dengan fit and proper. Gretel berlari untuk mengatur kakaknya gratis dan mereka membuat yakin bahwa pintu oven tertutup rapat belakang penyihir. Memang, hanya untuk berada di sisi yang aman, mereka diikat dengan kuat dengan gembok besar. Kemudian mereka tinggal selama beberapa hari untuk makan lagi dari rumah, sampai mereka menemukan di antara barang-barang milik penyihir, telur cokelat besar. Di dalam meletakkan peti koin emas. "Penyihir ini sekarang dibakar untuk cinder," kata Hansel, "jadi kita akan mengambil harta ini dengan kami." Mereka mengisi keranjang besar dengan makanan dan berangkat ke hutan untuk mencari jalan pulang. Kali ini, keberuntungan dengan mereka, dan pada hari kedua, mereka melihat ayah mereka keluar dari rumah terhadap mereka, menangis. "Ibu tirimu sudah mati. Ayo pulang dengan saya sekarang, anak-anak sayang!" Kedua anak memeluk si penebang pohon. "Berjanjilah kau tidak akan pernah meninggalkan kita lagi," kata Gretel, melemparkan lengannya leher bulat ayahnya. Hansel membuka peti mati. "Dengar, Bapa Kami kaya sekarang ...! Anda tidak harus memotong kayu lagi." Dan mereka semua hidup bahagia bersama selamanya.