These two very old people are the father and mother of Mr Bucket. Their names are Grandpa Joe and Grandma Josephine.
这两位很老的老人家是巴克特先生的爸爸和妈妈。他们被称为约瑟夫爷爷和约瑟芬奶奶。
And these two very old people are the father and mother of Mrs Bucket. Their names are Grandpa George and Grandma Georgina.
这两位很老的老人家是巴克特太太的爸爸和妈妈。他们被称为乔治姥爷和乔治娜姥姥。
This is Mr Bucket. This is Mrs Bucket.
这一位是巴克特先生。这一位是巴克特太太。
Mr and Mrs Bucket have a small boy whose name is Charlie Bucket.
巴克特先生和巴克特太太有一个小男孩，他叫查理·巴克特。
This is Charlie.
这就是查理。
How d’you do? And how d’you do? And how d’you do again? He is pleased to meet you.
你好！你好！再说一声你好！他很高兴见到你呢！
The whole of this family — the six grown-ups (count them) and little Charlie Bucket — live together in a small wooden house on the edge of a great town.
这一家共有六个大人（请你数数看）和一个叫做查理·巴克特的孩子，全家住在一个大市镇边上的一栋小木屋里。
The house wasn’t nearly large enough for so many people, and life was extremely uncomfortable for them all. There were only two rooms in the place altogether, and there was only one bed. The bed was given to the four old grandparents because they were so old and tired. They were so tired, they never got out of it.
木屋很小，简直住不下这么多人，他们住得不舒服极了。木屋里总共只有两个房间和一张床。这张床让给了四位老人家睡，因为他们又老又没有力气。他们太没有力气了，所以从来不下床。
Grandpa Joe and Grandma Josephine on this side, Grandpa George and Grandma Georgina on this side.
约瑟夫爷爷和约瑟芬奶奶睡在床的这一头，乔治姥爷和乔治娜姥姥睡在床的那一头。
Mr and Mrs Bucket and little Charlie Bucket slept in the other room, upon mattresses on the floor.
巴克特先生、巴克特太太和小查理·巴克特睡在隔壁房间地板的垫子上面。
In the summertime, this wasn’t too bad, but in the winter, freezing cold draughts blew across the floor all night long, and it was awful.
夏天还能这样将就着过，到了冬天，刺骨的寒风整夜在地板上面吹过，那就受不了啦。
There wasn’t any question of them being able to buy a better house — or even one more bed to sleep in. They were far too poor for that.
他们不指望会买一栋好点的房子，或者多买一张床来睡。他们太穷了！
Mr Bucket was the only person in the family with a job. He worked in a toothpaste factory, where he sat all day long at a bench and screwed the little caps on to the tops of the tubes of toothpaste after the tubes had been filled. But a toothpaste cap-screwer is never paid very much money, and poor Mr Bucket, however hard he worked, and however fast he screwed on the caps, was never able to make enough to buy one half of the things that so large a family needed. There wasn’t even enough money to buy proper food for them all. The only meals they could afford were bread and margarine for breakfast, boiled potatoes and cabbage for lunch, and cabbage soup for supper. Sundays were a bit better. They all looked forward to Sundays because then, although they had exactly the same, everyone was allowed a second helping.
全家只有巴克特先生一个人工作。他在一家牙膏厂里做工，整天坐在长凳上给装好了牙膏的牙膏管旋上小盖子。但一个旋牙膏管盖子的工人，工钱是不会很多的。可怜的巴克特先生，不管怎样拼命地工作，不管他旋牙膏管盖子有多快，他挣到的钱怎么也不够买这么大一家人所需东西的一半。这点钱甚至不够买食物让大家吃饱。他们的早餐只能吃面包和人造牛油，午餐吃土豆和卷心菜，晚餐吃卷心菜汤。他们星期日吃得好一点儿。他们全都巴望着星期日到来，因为这一天他们吃的东西虽然和平时吃的一模一样，但每人可以再添一点儿。
The Buckets, of course, didn’t starve, but every one of them — the two old grandfathers, the two old grandmothers, Charlie’s father, Charlie’s mother, and especially little Charlie himself — went about from morning till night with a horrible empty feeling in their tummies.
当然，巴克特一家人没有饿死，但每一个人——老爷爷和老奶奶、老姥爷和老姥姥、查理的爸爸和查理的妈妈，特别是小查理——从早到晚都有一种肚子空空的感觉。
Charlie felt it worst of all. And although his father and mother often went without their own share of lunch or supper so that they could give it to him, it still wasn’t nearly enough for a growing boy. He desperately wanted something more filling and satisfying than cabbage and cabbage soup. The one thing he longed for more than anything else was… CHOCOLATE.
最感到肚子空空的是查理。虽然他的爸爸妈妈常常把自己的一份午餐或者晚餐让给他吃，但对一个正在发育的孩子来说，这还是不够的。他需要比卷心菜和卷心菜汤更能充饥和更好吃的东西。他最向往的就是——巧克力糖。
Walking to school in the mornings, Charlie could see great slabs of chocolate piled up high in the shop windows, and he would stop and stare and press his nose against the glass, his mouth watering like mad. Many times a day, he would see other children taking bars of creamy chocolate out of their pockets and munching them greedily, and that, of course, was pure torture.
查理每天早晨上学，看到商店橱窗里堆得高高的大块大块的巧克力糖就会停下脚步，把鼻子贴着橱窗看，大流口水。一天里有许多次，他眼看着别的孩子从衣袋里掏出一块块奶油巧克力糖，吧嗒吧嗒地大嚼特嚼。不用说，这纯粹是一种折磨。
Only once a year, on his birthday, did Charlie Bucket ever get to taste a bit of chocolate. The whole family saved up their money for that special occasion, and when the great day arrived, Charlie was always presented with one small chocolate bar to eat all by himself. And each time he received it, on those marvellous birthday mornings, he would place it carefully in a small wooden box that he owned, and treasure it as though it were a bar of solid gold; and for the next few days, he would allow himself only to look at it, but never to touch it. Then at last, when he could stand it no longer, he would peel back a tiny bit of the paper wrapping at one corner to expose a tiny bit of chocolate, and then he would take a tiny nibble — just enough to allow the lovely sweet taste to spread out slowly over his tongue. The next day, he would take another tiny nibble, and so on, and so on. And in this way, Charlie would make his sixpenny bar of birthday chocolate last him for more than a month.
一年当中，只有在过生日那天，查理·巴克特才能尝到一点儿巧克力糖。全家人为了这个特殊的日子，把他们的钱省了下来。等这个重大日子一到，他们总是送给查理一块小小的巧克力糖，全归他一个人吃。每次在美好的生日早晨收到这样一块巧克力糖时，查理总把它小心地放在自己的一个小木盒里，宝贝得像是一根金条。开头几天他只是看着，从来不去碰它，后来实在忍不住了，他才把包糖纸的一角拉开一点点，露出一点点巧克力糖，然后轻轻地咬一点点，只让那可口的甜味足够在舌头上慢慢地散开。第二天他再咬一点点，第三天又咬一点点，一天天这样一点点咬下去。用这个办法，一小块六便士的生日巧克力糖，查理可以吃上一个多月。
But I haven’t yet told you about the one awful thing that tortured little Charlie, the lover of chocolate, more than anything else. This thing, for him, was far, far worse than seeing slabs of chocolate in the shop windows or watching other children munching bars of creamy chocolate right in front of him. It was the most terrible torturing thing you could imagine, and it was this:
但是我还没有告诉你一样可怕的东西，它比任何其他东西更折磨着这位爱吃巧克力糖的小查理。对他来说，这一样东西比看见商店橱窗里的一块块巧克力糖，比看到别的小朋友当着他的面大嚼特嚼奶油巧克力糖更使他难受得多。它是你想得出来的最可怕的折磨人的东西，这东西就是：
In the town itself, actually within sight of the house in which Charlie lived, there was an ENORMOUS CHOCOLATE FACTORY!
在这个市镇里，说实在的，就在查理家可以看到的地方，有一家巧克力大工厂！
Just imagine that!
你就想象一下吧！
And it wasn’t simply an ordinary enormous chocolate factory, either. It was the largest and most famous in the whole world! It was WONKA’S FACTORY, owned by a man called Mr Willy Wonka, the greatest inventor and maker of chocolates that there has ever been. And what a tremendous, marvellous place it was! It had huge iron gates leading into it, and a high wall surrounding it, and smoke belching from its chimneys, and strange whizzing sounds coming from deep inside it. And outside the walls, for half a mile around in every direction, the air was scented with the heavy rich smell of melting chocolate!
而且这不是一家普通的巧克力大工厂。它是全世界最大最有名的巧克力工厂！它就是旺卡工厂。老板叫做威利·旺卡先生，是前所未有的最伟大的巧克力发明家和制造商。这又是一个多么巨大宏伟、不可思议的地方啊！它有一扇大铁门，四周围着高墙，烟囱冒出烟来，从工厂深处传出奇怪的呜呜声。墙外方圆一千米，空气中都可以闻到融化的巧克力的浓郁香味！
Twice a day, on his way to and from school, little Charlie Bucket had to walk right past the gates of the factory. And every time he went by, he would begin to walk very, very slowly, and he would hold his nose high in the air and take long deep sniffs of the gorgeous chocolatey smell all around him.
一天两次，小查理·巴克特上学和放学都正好要走过这家工厂的大门。每次走过，他都会禁不住把脚步放得非常非常慢，高高地抬起鼻子，深深地久久吸进他周围沁人心脾的巧克力香气。
Oh, how he loved that smell!
唉，他多么喜欢这香气呀！
And oh, how he wished he could go inside the factory and see what it was like!
唉，他多么渴望能走进这家工厂，看看里面是什么样子啊！
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