Natives : un nouveau musée
http://www.cndp.fr/secondaire/languespratique/anglais/civilisations/accueil.htm
stories :
Once upon a time there was an Indian boy who lived far away in Northern Canada. His name was White Cub.
One night White Cub had a strange dream. He saw a big white polar bear disappear under a terrible avalanche. On a piece of floating ice a little polar bear was swept away.
White Cub woke up and it was just morning. He decided he was going to find the little polar bear.
So he took his knife, his bow and arrow, a fishing rod and his rackets to walk on the snow. He put on his big warm anorak and gloves and boots. He put some food in a bag, rolled up his tepee and a blanket and packed them into his little canoe and strapped it to his back. He then set off with his dog Flame to the North Pole.
The North Pole was very far and White Cub was very brave. He crossed cold, fast waters. He climbed mountains and met wolves who were hungry and howled at night round his tepee. He paddled round huge icebergs in his canoe. He caught a lot of fish to eat.
One windy day the tepee blew away. White Cub built an igloo. It was very difficult building the igloo and cutting the ice, and White Cub was very tired and very hungry. He and Flame had a big fish supper and went to sleep, warm inside the igloo.
During the night, they suddenly woke up.
Sniff, sniff, sniff. Scratch, scratch, scratch.
“What’s that noise? Wolves!” White Cub said.
Sniff, sniff, sniff. Scratch, scratch, scratch.
“It’s the wolves! They’re hungry. They’ll eat us,” he said to Flame.
They were very scared, and very quiet, sitting together in the dark, wrapped in their blanket.
Sniff, sniff, sniff. Scratch, scratch, scratch.
“We’re trapped, Flame.”
The entrance to the igloo was crumbling.
Sniff, sniff, sniff. Scratch, scratch, scratch.
“It’s the end,” said White Cub.
The sniffing, scratching animal burst in, looking for the… fish! It gobbled up all White Cub’s fish.
But it was not a wolf, it was the little polar bear, hungry and lonely, looking for food and company. They were so happy and full up with fish they all fell fast asleep together in the little igloo in the North Pole.
In the morning, it was sunny again and White Cub put the little polar bear in the back of the canoe, Flame in the front, and they started their way back home.
It took them days and nights of sailing and fishing and climbing and walking through the snow.
But they got home at last. All the Indians were very happy and said White Cub was very brave. The little polar bear and the boy and Flame remained very good friends. After many years White Cub became chief of his tribe and the little polar bear became Big White Bear.
At night, if you look at the stars you will see the Indian boy, the bear and the dog.
And if you look at the cloud formations you will see the bear, the boy and the dog sailing across the sky in their canoe.
pour travailler sur le conte :
http://www.cndp.fr/secondaire/languespratique/anglais/civilisations/primaire.htm
http://www.cndp.fr/secondaire/languespratique/anglais/civilisations/college.htm
http://www.cndp.fr/secondaire/languespratique/anglais/civilisations/lycee.htm
stories :
Looking for the White Polar Bear
Once upon a time there was an Indian boy who lived far away in Northern Canada. His name was White Cub.
One night White Cub had a strange dream. He saw a big white polar bear disappear under a terrible avalanche. On a piece of floating ice a little polar bear was swept away.
White Cub woke up and it was just morning. He decided he was going to find the little polar bear.
So he took his knife, his bow and arrow, a fishing rod and his rackets to walk on the snow. He put on his big warm anorak and gloves and boots. He put some food in a bag, rolled up his tepee and a blanket and packed them into his little canoe and strapped it to his back. He then set off with his dog Flame to the North Pole.
The North Pole was very far and White Cub was very brave. He crossed cold, fast waters. He climbed mountains and met wolves who were hungry and howled at night round his tepee. He paddled round huge icebergs in his canoe. He caught a lot of fish to eat.
One windy day the tepee blew away. White Cub built an igloo. It was very difficult building the igloo and cutting the ice, and White Cub was very tired and very hungry. He and Flame had a big fish supper and went to sleep, warm inside the igloo.
During the night, they suddenly woke up.
Sniff, sniff, sniff. Scratch, scratch, scratch.
“What’s that noise? Wolves!” White Cub said.
Sniff, sniff, sniff. Scratch, scratch, scratch.
“It’s the wolves! They’re hungry. They’ll eat us,” he said to Flame.
They were very scared, and very quiet, sitting together in the dark, wrapped in their blanket.
Sniff, sniff, sniff. Scratch, scratch, scratch.
“We’re trapped, Flame.”
The entrance to the igloo was crumbling.
Sniff, sniff, sniff. Scratch, scratch, scratch.
“It’s the end,” said White Cub.
The sniffing, scratching animal burst in, looking for the… fish! It gobbled up all White Cub’s fish.
But it was not a wolf, it was the little polar bear, hungry and lonely, looking for food and company. They were so happy and full up with fish they all fell fast asleep together in the little igloo in the North Pole.
In the morning, it was sunny again and White Cub put the little polar bear in the back of the canoe, Flame in the front, and they started their way back home.
It took them days and nights of sailing and fishing and climbing and walking through the snow.
But they got home at last. All the Indians were very happy and said White Cub was very brave. The little polar bear and the boy and Flame remained very good friends. After many years White Cub became chief of his tribe and the little polar bear became Big White Bear.
At night, if you look at the stars you will see the Indian boy, the bear and the dog.
And if you look at the cloud formations you will see the bear, the boy and the dog sailing across the sky in their canoe.
pour travailler sur le conte :
http://www.cndp.fr/secondaire/languespratique/anglais/civilisations/primaire.htm
http://www.cndp.fr/secondaire/languespratique/anglais/civilisations/college.htm
http://www.cndp.fr/secondaire/languespratique/anglais/civilisations/lycee.htm
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