Travail sur Oliver Twist en 4e2 et 4e4

Les élèves de 4e2 et de 4e4 ont été au cinéma le jeudi 14 janvier (comme tous les élèves de 4e) voir le film Oliver Twist du réalisateur David Lean. Suite à cette séance, les élèves travaillent sur un extrait du roman de Charles Dickens et sur la biographie de Charles Dickens.

Oliver Twist, an excerpt The evening arrived ; the boys took their places. The master, in his cook’s uniform, stationed himself at the copper ; his pauper assistants ranged themselves behind him ; the gruel was served out ; and a long grace was said over the short commons. The gruel disappeared ; the boys whispered each other, and winked at Oliver ; while his next neighbours nudged him. Child as he was, he was desperate with hunger, and reckless with misery. He rose from the table ; and advancing to the master, basin and spoon in hand, said : somewhat alarmed at his own temerity : « Please, sir, I want some more. » The master was a fat, healthy man ; but he turned very pale. He gazed in stupefied astonishment on the small rebel for some seconds, and then clung for support to the copper. The assistants were paralysed with wonder ; the boys with fear. « What ! » said the master at length, in a faint voice. « Please, sir, » replied Oliver, « I want some more. » The master aimed a blow at Oliver’s head with the ladle ; pinioned him in his arms ; and shrieked aloud for the beadle. The board were sitting in solemn conclave, when Mr. Bumble rushed into the room in great excitement, and addressing the gentleman in the high chair, said, « Mr. Limbkins, I beg your pardon, sir ! Oliver Twist has asked for more ! » There was a general start. Horror was depicted on every countenance. « For ®more ! » said Mr. Limbkins. « Compose yourself, Bumble, and answer me distinctly. Do I understand that he asked for more, after he had eaten the supper allotted by the dietary ? » « He did, sir, » replied Bumble. « That boy will be hung, » said the gentleman in the white waistcoat. "I know that boy will be hung." From Oliver Twist, (chapter two), by Charles Dickens, 1838.}}}