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Escucha a Michelle Botwood; nuestra monitora maravillosa, leyendo un extracto de «The Witches» por Roald Dahl, en preparación para la semana 4 de nuestro campamento de verano…

¡Ya queda menos! ¡Sólo 3 días para apuntarte antes del comienzo de SUMMER CAMP 2017: ROALD DAHL!

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Hi I’m Michelle, the Summer Camp Grandma! I’ve lived in Spain for 7 years and this is my 7th Summer Camp with Face 2 Face. My favourite hobbies include eating ice cream and reading. I think Roald Dahl is one of the best authors of all time, so I’m looking forward to seeing some classics recreated by the Summer Camp crew. Here’s to another awesomely creative summer!




The Witches, by Roald Dahl, Read by Michelle Botwood


witches blog image2The next evening, after my grandmother had given me a bath, she took me once again into the living-room for another story.
‘Tonight,’ the old woman said, ‘I am going to tell you how to recognize a witch when you see one.’
‘Can you always be sure?’ I asked.
‘No,’ she said, ‘you can’t.  And that’s the trouble. But you can make a pretty good guess.’
She was dropping cigar ash all over her lap, and I hoped she wasn’t going to catch on fire before she told me how to recognize a witch.
‘In the first place,’ she said, ‘a REAL WITCH is certain always to be wearing gloves when you meet her.’
‘Surely not always,’ I said. ‘What about in the summer when it’s hot?’
‘Even in the summer,’ my grandmother said. ‘She has to. Do you want to know why?’
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‘Why?’ I said.
‘Because she doesn’t have finger-nails. Instead of finger-nails, she has thin curvy claws, like a cat, and she wears the gloves to hide them. Mind you, lots of respectable women wear gloves, especially in winter, so this doesn’t help you very much.’

‘Mamma used to wear gloves,’ I said.
‘Not in the house,’ my grandmother said. ‘Witches wear gloves even in the house. They only take them off when they go to bed.’
‘How do you know all this, Grandmamma?’
‘Don’t interrupt,’ she said. ‘Just take it all in.