Page 1 : YOU CAN, ال لمرحلة الثانوية, The Reader, CHARLES DICKENS, (real, JEpectations, read by Simon Prebble, unabridged, Written by Charles Dickens in 1861., Great Expectations by Charles Dickens tells the story of Pip, a, young boy who grows up and learns many valuable life lessons, about himself and others., Sec 2 First Term 2022, 1 -, darsenglizy.com

Page 2 : YOU CAN, ال لمرحلة الثانوية, About the novel, The novel is set in Kent "and London in the earlyl to mid-19th centuryl and, contains some of Dickens's most celebrated scenes, starting in a graveyard), where the, young Pip is accosted e by the escaped convict "Abel Magwitch. .The novel has been, translated into many languages and adapted numerous times into various media., [4], , kent, ib. century, e accost, adapt مدان - مسجون, مدينة انجليزية, قرن, يخاطب, يكيف, novel, early, graveyard, convict, The writer, Charles Dickens (1812-1870), Great Expectations was written by Charles Dickens in 1860 and 1861., The mid-19th century was a time of great social change in Britain. There was increasing, movement from the countryside to the towns, education was slowly improving and the, legal system iäll pläll was being changed. The novel reflects i such changes., Charles John Huffam Dickens 7 February 1812 Landport, Hampshire,, England, Born, Died, 9 June 1870 (aged 58) Higham, Kent, England, The Pickwick Papers ,Oliver Twist, Nicholas Nickleby , A Christmas Carol,, David Copperfield, Bleak House , Little Dorrit , A Tale of Two Cities , Great Expectations, Notable, works, Sec 2 First Term 2022, 2 -, darsenglizy.com

Page 4 : YOU CAN, ال لمرحلة الثانوية, hand cuffs, two metal rings linked together which are locked around a prisoner's, wrists, two metal rings linked with a chain, which are attached to a, prisoner's ankles, low ground which is usually wet, begin a journey, leg irons, marsh, set off, Text, One cold, grey afternoon in the middle of winter, a small boy sat alone near the, marshes. He was crying.That small boy was me, Philip Pirrip. As my name was difficult to, say when I was small,my name became Pip. I was crying because it was Christmas Eve, and I, was an orphan - my parents were dead, and so were five of my brothers and sisters. This, happened when I was very young, so I did not remember them., I had lived with my sister and her husband, Joe Gargery, for most of my life. Joe was the, village blacksmith, and Mrs. Joe was twenty years older than me. She was tall and thin and, liked to complain about me; she was often angry, but Joe was my friend., On this grey afternoon, when I was about seven years old, I had walked down to the, graveyard at the edge of the village. I sat by my parents' grave as the afternoon light, slowly disappeared. The marshes nearby became dark and frightening., I was going to leave and go home, when a terrible voice shouted 'Quiet!, Then a man appeared from behind a grave. I nearly jumped out of my skin!, "What's your name, boy?' he shouted, walking slowly towards me., 'Pip, sir.' 'Show me where you live!' said the man. I pointed to my village, not far away., "Who do you live with?" 'My sister, sir - Mrs. Joe Gargery - she's the wife of Joe Gargery,, the blacksmith, sir.' "A blacksmith!", The man looked down and I saw his leg-irons. Then I noticed his old grey clothes,, and his thin dirty face. He was shaking. 'Do you know what a blacksmith's file is?' he asked, Yes, sir.' He suddenly grabbed my shoulders and shook me., 'I want you to bring me that file early tomorrow morning. And some food, too., Then I will let you live! What do you say?' I was frightened, so I promised to bring the, file and the food to him the next day. 'Now go home!' he shouted. I ran until could run no, more. When I looked back, I saw the man far out on the marshes, a black shape against the, angry red sky. Once I got my breath back I hurried home as fast as I could., When I ran into the kitchen, feeling happy to be home safely, Mrs. Joe angrily asked me, where I had been. 'Only to the graveyard,' I cried. 'Graveyard!' she shouted. You're lucky, not to have been put in the graveyard long ago! It's because of me that you're still here. But, I didn't want to look after you! It's bad enough being a blacksmith's wife. I never asked to, be your mother!', That evening, I had work to do in the kitchen as usual. It was almost bedtime and I was, helping to prepare lunch for the next day, when I heard a loud noise. 'Listen! What is that?, I said. 'A convict escaped last night,' Joe explained. That noise was a warning to everyone, in our village that another convict has got away!' 'From the prison ships,' Mrs. Joe added., Sec 2 First Term 2022, 4 -, darsenglizy.com

Page 5 : YOU CAN, ال لمرحلة الثانوية, "What are they?' I asked. They're ships where they put people because they have, committed a crime,' replied my sister. 'Now go to bed!' she shouted. I remembered that I, had seen a broken old ship, far out on the marshes that day. Perhaps it was a prison ship., As I fell asleep, I realised that the man I had met that day was one of the escaped, convicts.He wanted a blacksmith's file so that he could take off his leg-irons and get away, from the marshes quickly. He scared me, but I also felt sorry for him., Early the next morning, I got up and went into the kitchen. It was Christmas Day, and, guests were invited to dinner. There was some delicious cheese in the kitchen, as well, as nuts, apples and oranges, and a cold meat pie. I took them all. Then I went into Joe's, workroom and found a blacksmith's file., Closing the front door quietly behind me and holding all the food carefully, I set off. I ran, to the graveyard and then out into the mist and over the wet marshes., Suddenly, quite by surprise, I saw a man in grey who seemed to be asleep. He wore, leg-irons and stood up when he saw me. At first, I thought he was the man that I knew,, but then I realised that his face was different., He looked at me for a moment before disappearing into the mist. I wondered who, he could be and what he was doing out here. Soon afterwards, I found the man I was, looking for. I gave him the food at once, and he ate it quickly as I told him about the other, man that I had just seen. He wanted to know who he was and where he had gone, but !, could not tell him. Then, as soon as he had eaten, he took the file from me and started, trying to remove his leg-irons with an angry look on his face., I was afraid again, so I ran home as fast as I could. As I ran back across the marshes, I, could hear the sound of the file on the leg irons through the mist., Mrs. Joe was busy preparing the house for guests, so Joe and I were alone together. I, began to feel guilty about the food and the file which I had stolen that morning, and I, wanted to tell Joe what I had done. But then I thought he might not want to be my friend, if I did, so I said nothing. It was not long before the guests arrived and we sat down to, Christmas dinner., At first, nobody noticed that anything was missing. But then, to my horror, Mrs. Joe, invited everyone to try the delicious meat pie that Joe's uncle, Mr. Pumblechook, had given, us. The guests happily agreed and she went to find it. Joe told me I could have some,, and I felt very bad. At any moment, Mrs. Joe was going to discover that the meat pie had, disappeared from the kitchen., Unable to stay at the table with all the guests any longer, I got up from my chair and ran to, the front door. But when I opened it, a group of soldiers entered, just as Mrs. Joe came, back, into the room shouting, The pie has gone!, The appearance of a group of soldiers made the guests forget about the pie and they all, stood up from the table. Everyone wondered why the soldiers had come, and we all felt, nervous. 'We need a blacksmith to mend some handcuffs, please,' the first soldier said., "We're looking for two convicts who broke their handcuffs and escaped. We think they are, hiding out on the marshes, although they probably won't try to get away until tonight.', Sec 2 First Term 2022, 5 -, darsenglizy.com