The Wonderful Wizard of Oz (Oz Series #1)

by L. Frank Baum Narrated by Kevin Theis, Sam Theis, Sara Nichols

Overview

This is a SoundCraft Audiobooks production - enhanced with music and sound effects - of a book long hailed as one of the great classics of children's literature. "The Wonderful Wizard of Oz" tells the story of a young orphan girl, Dorothy, who is caught up in a cyclone and transported to the magical kingdom of Oz. In order to return home, Dorothy is instructed to travel to the City of Emeralds and ask the Wonderful Wizard of Oz for his help in getting her back to Kansas. Along the way, Dorothy befriends a strange groups of traveling companions - a Scarecrow, a Tin Woodman and a Cowardly Lion - who are all in need of the Wizard's assistance. Thus begins this magical and wonderful journey into a world of unmatched imagination and creativity; a work that inspired no less than thirteen sequels and innumerable film, stage and television adaptations. "The Wonderful Wizard of Oz" is one of the greatest children's books in all of American literature.

Editorial Reviews

Christian Science Monitor

A delightful volume illustrated with haunting but witty illustrations that provide a fresh, anti-Hollywood interpretation of the story.

Chicago Tribune

Combines substance with style. Ray Bradbury offers a poetic, reverential introduction, and Michael McCurdy contributes appropriately eerie drawings.

New York Times Book Review

A revelation. As rich in emotion as they are in detail.

Washington Post Book World

Irresistible.

Publishers Weekly - Publisher's Weekly

Viennese illustrator and Hans Christian Andersen Medalist Lisbeth Zwerger takes a fresh look at L. Frank Baum's The Wizard of Oz in a large-format edition. Zwerger's fantastical, delicate, eccentric illustrations bear no resemblance to the vision of the movie; they make the classic tale new again. And readers can view the Emerald City through a pair of green-tinted glasses, provided in the back of the book.

School Library Journal

Gr 3-6-In a brief endnote, the Viennese illustrator writes of the challenge of bringing something new to this American classic. Indeed, for many, Dorothy and Judy are one and the same, and there are over 20 trade versions of the book in print (not to mention the various pop-ups and other spin-offs). Well, make room for this new edition anyway; it's a beauty. What strikes readers first is the glorious red and sophisticated design of the larger-than-life poppies on the cover. Then it's the sheen of the high-quality paper and the extravagant amount of white space. Zwerger's characters are completely original. Dorothy is diminutive and feminine with straight, cropped hair. The rotund Scarecrow is dressed in an enormous blue overcoat; his gentle visage resembles a snowman's. The Wicked Witch is depicted as a gray-blue "mountain," capped with a small head. She fills the space, and wolves stand at attention on her form. The pages are a tour de force of design, some with a single, small illustrative detail, others with figures racing across two pages. Yet, the artist's style remains subtle: there is much to learn from close inspection of posture, expression, and placement.-Wendy Lukehart, Dauphin County Library, Harrisburg, PA

Kirkus Reviews

Zwerger (illustrator of Theodor Storm's Little Hobbin, 1995, etc.) creates characters who may, if not erase the MGM cast from the collective conscious of US readers, make them share some space therein. These tinkling, wafty creatures are very comfortable in Baumland—the creator did, after all, want this to be a fairy tale where "the heart-aches and nightmares are left out"—particularly the Scarecrow, with his stuffed-pillow head, conical hat, and tremendous girth. Zwerger doesn't try to overwhelm the story, and many of the pieces are small expressive exercises of her vision. In an illustrator's note, she says, "Baum's precise details—his vivid descriptions of the Munchkins, for example—make an illustrator almost superfluous." Actually, her paintings lead readers gracefully into the pages, to be surprised and entertained by the story they only think they know from the movie.

From the Publisher

"Baum was a true educator, and those who read his Oz books are often made what they were not--imaginative,
tolerant, alert to wonders, life."--Gore Vidal

School Library Journal - Audio

Gr all levels—Follow the yellow brick road into L. Frank Baum's timeless story of adventure, friendship, and longing as Dorothy and her beloved Toto are dropped by a cyclone into a magical land. There they meet the well-known Munchkins, Scarecrow, Tin Woodman, and Cowardly Lion. Dorothy, Toto, and her new friends embark on a fascinating journey. They come upon the beastly Kalidahs, helpful field mice, their beautiful queen, Winkies, and the famed winged monkeys. The story of Dorothy's quest for the mysterious Wizard of Oz and the way home to Kansas is read by actress and author Brooke Shields. Her narration is perfectly paired with the lyrical prose of the enduring story. She invokes a seemingly endless number of spot-on voices for the charming, mysterious, and sometimes evil characters. Shields's interpretation of the Scarecrow is particularly endearing. Special touches include Paul Rudd reading Baum's original introduction to the story and brief musical interludes that begin some chapters. The CD case features a line-and-wash illustration by Brian Floca in which Toto peeks at listeners while the others' eyes are set on the yellow bricks ahead. Listeners of all ages will enjoy this creative narration of an American classic.—Jane Newschwander, Arlington School District, VT

Product Details

BN ID:	2940172704468
Publisher:	SoundCraft Audiobooks
Publication date:	07/19/2021
Series:	L. Frank Baum's Oz Series , #1
Edition description:	Unabridged

Read an Excerpt

Chapter One

The Cyclone

Dorothy lived in the midst of the great Kansas prairies, with Uncle Henry, who was a farmer, and Aunt Em, who was the farmer's wife. Their house was small, for the lumber to build it had to be carried by wagon many miles. There are four walls, a floor and a roof, which made one room; and this room contained a rusty looking cooking stove, a cupboard for the dishes, a table, three or four chairs, and the beds. Uncle Henry and Aunt Em had a big bed in one corner, and Dorothy a little bed in another corner. There was no garret at all, and no cellar-except a small hole, dug in the ground, called a cyclone cellar, where the family could go in case one of those great whirlwinds arose, mighty enough to crush any building in its path. It was reached by a trap-door in the middle of the floor, from which a ladder led down into the small, dark hole.

When Dorothy stood in the doorway and looked around, she could see nothing but the great gray prairie on every side. Not a tree nor a house broke the broad sweep of flat country that reached the edge of the sky in all directions. The sun had baked the plowed land into a gray mass, with little cracks running through it. Even the grass was not green, for the sun had burned the tops of the long blades until they were the same gray color to be seen everywhere. Once the house had been painted, but the sun blistered the paint and the rains washed it away, and now the house was as dull and gray as everything else.

When Aunt Em came there to live she was a young, pretty wife. The sun and wind had changed her, too. They had taken the sparkle from her eyes and left them a sober gray; theyhad taken the red from her checks and lips, and they were gray also. She was thin and gaunt, and never smiled, now. When Dorothy, who was an orphan, first came to her, Aunt Em had been so startled by the child's laughter that she would scream and press her hand upon her heart whenever Dorothy's merry voice reached her ears; and she still looked at the little girl with wonder that she could find anything to laugh at.

Uncle Henry never laughed. He worked hard from morning till night and did not know what joy was. He was gray also, from his long beard to his rough boots, and he looked stern and solemn, and rarely spoke.

It was Toto that made Dorothy laugh, and saved her from growing as gray as her other surroundings. Toto was not gray; he was a little black dog, with long, silky hair and small black eyes that twinkled merrily on either side of his funny, wee nose. Toto played all day long, and Dorothy played with him, and loved him dearly.

Today, however, they were not playing. Uncle Henry sat upon the door-step and looked anxiously at the sky, which was even grayer than usual. Dorothy stood in the door with Toto in her arms, and looked at the sky too. Aunt Em was washing the dishes.

From the far north they heard a low wail of the wind, and Uncle Henry and Dorothy could see where the long grass bowed in waves before the coming storm. There now came a sharp whistling in the air from the south, and as they turned their eyes that way they saw ripples in the grass coming from that direction also.

Suddenly Uncle Henry stood up.

"There's a cyclone coming, Em," he called to his wife; " I'll go look after the stock." Then he ran toward the sheds where the cows and horses were kept.

Aunt Em dropped her work and came to the door. One glance told her of the danger close at hand.

Quick, Dorothy! " she screamed; "run for the cellar!

Toto jumped out of Dorothy's arms and hid under the bed, and the girl started to get him. Aunt Em, badly frightened, threw open the trap-door in the floor and climbed down the ladder into the small, dark hole. Dorothy caught Toto at last, and started to follow her aunt. When she was half way across the room there came a great shriek from the wind, and the house shook so hard that she lost her footing and sat down suddenly upon the floor.

A strange thing then happened.

The house whirled around two or three times and rose slowly through the air. Dorothy felt as if she were going up in a balloon.

The north and south winds met where the house stood, and made it the exact center of the cyclone. In the middle of a cyclone the air is generally still, but the great pressure of the wind on every side of the house raised it up higher and higher, until it was at the very top of the cyclone; and there it remained and was carried miles and miles ay as easily as you could carry a feather.

It was very dark, and the wind howled horribly around her, but Dorothy found she was riding quite easily. After the first few whirls around, and one other time when the house tipped badly, she felt as if she were being rocked gently, like a baby in a cradle.

Toto did not like it. He ran about the room, now here, barking loudly; but Dorothy sat quit still on the floor and waited to see what would happen.

Once Toto got too near the open trap-door, and fell in; first the little girl thought she had lost him. But saw one of his ears sticking up through the hole, for the strong pressure of the air was keeping him up so that he could not fall. She crept to the hole, caught Toto by the ear, and dragged him into the room again; afterward closing the trap-door so that no more accidents could happen.

Hour after hour passed away, and slowly Dorothy got over her fright; but she felt quite lonely, and the wind shrieked so loudly all about her that she nearly became deaf. At first she had wondered if she would be dashed pieces when the house fell again; but as the hours passed and nothing terrible happened, she stopped worrying and resolved to wait calmly and see what the future would bring. At last she crawled over the swaying floor to her bed, and lay down upon it; and Toto followed and lay down beside her.

In spite of the swaying of the house and the wailing of the wind, Dorothy soon closed her eyes and fell fast asleep.

Videos