Match the words to the sentences:
girls, sewing, shadow, soap, window |
Wendy: Oh don’t lock it, Mother. He might come back.
Mrs. Darling: He?
Wendy: Yes, ah, Peter Pan. You see, I found something that belongs to him.
Mrs. Darling: Oh, and what’s that?
Wendy: His shadow.
Mrs. Darling: Shadow?
Wendy: Mmmm. Nana had it, but I-I took it away.
Mrs. Darling: Oh? Yes, of course. Good night, dear.
Mrs. Darling: But George, do you think the children will be safe without Nana?
Mr. Darling: Safe? Of course, they’ll be safe. Why not?
Mrs. Darling: Well, Wendy said something about a shadow, and I—
Mr. Darling: Shadow? Whose shadow?
Mrs. Darling: Peter Pan’s.
Mr. Darling: Oh, Peter Pa– Peter Pan! You don’t say. Goodness gracious, whatever shall we do?
Mrs. Darling: But George, really I–
Mr. Darling: Sound the alarm! Call Scotland Yard!
Mrs. Darling: There must have been someone—
Mr. Darling: Oh Mary, of all the impossible childish fiddle-faddle, Peter Pan, indeed. How can we expect the children to grow up and be practical—
Mrs. Darling: George, dear.
Mr. Darling: —when you’re as bad as they are? No wonder Wendy gets these idiotic ideas.
Peter Pan: Over there Tink, in its den. Is it there? Must be here somewhere. Tink! Shh! Stop playing and help me find my shadow. Shadow? Shadow? Huh? Aha!
Wendy: Peter Pan! Oh, Peter, I knew you’d come back! I saved your (1) _____________ for you. Oh I do hope it isn’t rumpled. You know, you look exactly the way I thought you would. Oh, a little taller perhaps. But then…Oh, you can’t stick it on with (2)_____________, Peter. It needs sewing. That’s the proper way to do it. Although, come to think of it, I’ve never thought about it before. Ah, (3) _____________ shadows, I mean. Of course, I knew it was your shadow the minute I saw it. And I said to myself, I said “I’ll put it away for him until he comes back. Oh he’s sure to come back”. And you did, didn’t you, Peter? After all, one can’t leave his shadow lying about, and not miss it sooner or later, uh, don’t you agree? What I still don’t understand is how Nana got it in the first place. She really isn’t… Oh, sit down. It won’t take long. She really isn’t vicious, you know. She’s a wonderful nurse, although father says–
Peter Pan: Girls talk too much.
Wendy: Yes, (4) _____________ talk too– Hmmm? Oh.
Peter Pan: Well, get on with it, girl.
Wendy: My name is Wendy, Wendy Moira Angela Darling.
Peter Pan: Wendy’s enough.
Wendy: Oh. But how did Nana get your shadow, Peter?
Peter Pan: Jumped at me, the other night at the (5)_____________.
Wendy: Well what were you doing there?
Peter Pan: I came to listen to the stories.
Wendy: My stories? But they’re all about you.
Peter Pan: Of course. That’s why I like them. I tell them to the Lost Boys.
Wendy: The Lost B– Oh I remember. They’re your men.
Peter Pan: Uh-huh.
Wendy: I'm so glad you came back tonight. I might never have seen you.
Peter Pan: Why?
Wendy: Because I have to grow up tomorrow.
Peter Pan: Grow up?
Wendy: Tonight’s my last night in the nursery.
Peter Pan: But that means… no more stories!
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Answers:
Wendy: Oh don’t lock it, mother. He might come back.
Mrs. Darling: He?
Wendy: Yes, ah, Peter Pan. You see, I found something that belongs to him.
Mrs. Darling: Oh, and what’s that?
Wendy: His shadow.
Mrs. Darling: Shadow?
Wendy: Mmmm. Nana had it, but I-I took it away.
Mrs. Darling: Oh? Yes, of course. Good night, dear.
Mrs. Darling: But George, do you think the children will be safe without Nana?
Mr. Darling: Safe? Of course, they’ll be safe. Why not?
Mrs. Darling: Well, Wendy said something about a shadow, and I—
Mr. Darling: Shadow? Whose shadow?
Mrs. Darling: Peter Pan’s.
Mr. Darling: Oh, Peter Pa– Peter Pan! You don’t say. Goodness gracious, whatever shall we do?
Mrs. Darling: But George, really I–
Mr. Darling: Sound the alarm! Call Scotland Yard!
Mrs. Darling: There must have been someone—
Mr. Darling: Oh Mary, of all the impossible childish fiddle-faddle, Peter Pan, indeed. How can we expect the children grow up and be practical—
Mrs. Darling: George, dear.
Mr. Darling: —when you’re as bad as they are? No wonder Wendy gets these idiotic ideas.
Peter Pan: Over there Tink, in its den. Is it there? Must be here somewhere. Tink! Shh! Stop playing and help me find my shadow. Shadow? Shadow? Huh? Aha!
Wendy: Peter Pan! Oh, Peter, I knew you’d come back! I saved your (1) shadow for you. Oh I do hope it isn’t rumpled. You know, you look exactly the way I thought you would. Oh, a little taller perhaps. But then…Oh, you can’t stick it on with (2) soap, Peter. It needs sewing. That’s the proper way to do it. Although, come to think of it, I’ve never thought about it before. Ah, (3)sewing shadows, I mean. Of course, I knew it was your shadow the minute I saw it. And I said to myself, I said “I’ll put it away for him until he comes back. Oh he’s sure to come back”. And you did, didn’t you, Peter? After all, one can’t leave his shadow lying about, and not miss it sooner or later, uh, don’t you agree? What I still don’t understand is how Nana got it in the first place. She really isn’t… Oh, sit down. It won’t take long. She really isn’t vicious, you know. She’s a wonderful nurse, although father says–
Peter Pan: Girls talk too much.
Wendy: Yes, (4) girls talk too– Hmmm? Oh.
Peter Pan: Well, get on with it, girl.
Wendy: My name is Wendy, Wendy Moira Angela Darling.
Peter Pan: Wendy’s enough.
Wendy: Oh. But how did Nana get your shadow, Peter?
Peter Pan: Jumped at me, the other night at the (5) window.
Wendy: Well what were you doing there?
Peter Pan: I came to listen to the stories.
Wendy: My stories? But they’re all about you.
Peter Pan: Of course. That’s why I like them. I tell them to the Lost Boys.
Wendy: The Lost B– Oh I remember. They’re your men.
Peter Pan: Uh-huh.
Wendy: I'm so glad you came back tonight. I might never have seen you.
Peter Pan: Why?
Wendy: Because I have to grow up tomorrow.
Peter Pan: Grow up?
Wendy: Tonight’s my last night in the nursery.
Peter Pan: But that means… no more stories!