Down the Rabbit hole
Alice was beginning to get very tired of sitting by her sister on the grass bank and of having nothing to do, when suddenly a White Rabbit ran close by her. There was nothing so very remarkable in that, even when she heard the Rabbit say to itself, 'Oh dear! Oh dear! I shall be late!', but when the Rabbit actually took a watch out of it's waistcoat-pocket, and looked at it, and then hurried on, Alice jumped to her feet to follow the Rabbit. Alice was just in time to see it pop down a large rabbit-hole under the hedge and in another moment down went Alice after it, never once considering how in the world she was to get out again.
Advice from a Caterpillar
The Caterpillar and Alice looked at each other for some time in silence: at last the Caterpillar took the hookah out of its mouth and addressed her in a languid, sleepy voice. 'Who are you?' said the Caterpillar. Alice replied, rather shyly, 'I - I hardly know, sir, just at present - at least I know who I was when I got up this morning, but I think I must have been changed several times since then.' 'What do you mean by that?' said the Caterpillar sternly. 'Explain yourself!' 'I can't explain myself, I'm afraid, sir' said Alice, because I'm not myself, you see'.
A Mad Tea-Party
There was a table set out under a tree in front of the house and the March Hare and the Hatter were sitting around the table having tea. A Dormouse was sitting between them, fast asleep and the other two were using it as a cushion, resting their elbows on it and talking over its head. The table was very large but the three of them were all crowded together at one corner of it: 'No room! No room! they cried out when they saw Alice coming. 'There's plenty of room!' said Alice indignantly and she sat down in a large armchair at one end of the table.
The Mad Hatter
"Twinkle, twinkle, little bat! How I wonder what you're at!" You know the song, perhaps?' asked the Mad Hatter. 'I've heard something like it,' said Alice. 'It goes on, you know,' the Hatter continued, 'in this way: "Up above the world you fly, like a tea-tray in the sky. Twinkle, twinkle, little bat". 'Take some more tea,' the March Hare said to Alice, very earnestly. 'I've had nothing yet, Alice replied in an offended tone, 'so I can't take more.' 'You mean you can't take less,' said the Hatter; 'it's very easy to take more than nothing.'
Painting the Roses Red
A large rose tree stood near the entrance of the garden; the roses growing on it were white, but there were three gardeners at it, busily painting them red. Alice thought this a very curious thing and she went nearer to watch them. 'Would you tell me,' said Alice, a little timidly, 'why are you painting those roses?' Two replied in a low voice, 'Why the fact is, you see, Miss, this here ought to have been a red rose tree and we put a white one in by mistake; and if the Queen was to find out, we should all have our heads cut off, you know. So you see, Miss, we're doing our best, afore she comes and painting the roses red!'
Who Stole the Tarts?
The White Rabbit blew three blasts on his trumpet and then unrolled the parchment scroll and read as follows: 'The Queen of Hearts, she made some tarts, all on a summer day: The Knave of Hearts, he stole those tarts and took them quite away!'
Alice found herself lying on the grass bank, with her head in the lap of her sister, who was gently brushing away some leaves from her face that had fluttered down from the trees above. 'Wake up, Alice dear!' said her sister; 'Why, what a long sleep you've had!' 'Oh, I've had such a curious dream!' said Alice and she told her sister of all the wonderful Adventures she had, that you have just been reading about.
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The Mango Tree Team
Text taken from Lewis Carroll's Alice's Adventures in Wonderland with minor alterations