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Charlie is probably the happiest boy in the whole world. Well, he does't know it yet, but i'm sure that it is so. Charlie lives in a small dilapidated house on the edge of town, along with his mom and Grandpa Joe. Charlie loved Grandpa Joe so much, because he always told his grandson various interesting stories. One day, Charlie was walking home from school, passing by Wonka's big chocolate factory. There was always a sweet aroma of chocolate and sweets coming from there. When Charlie returned, he greeted his family: his mother, who was cooking cabbage soup (after all, cabbage was the only thing they could afford) and grandpa Joe, who just got back from the toothpaste factory.
Charlie: hi everyone!
Grandpa Joe: hello!
Charlie ran up to his mom and hugged her, she hugged him back.
Mom: hello, darling. How are things at school?
Charlie: today we studied the countries! Paris, Russia, India...
Grandpa Joe: by the way about India! - begined Grandpa Joe - I have one interesting story about one Indian prince. Come here little chinchilla.
Grandpa Joe always affectionately called Charlie Chinchilla. The boy ran up to his grandfather and sat on his grandfather's lap , listening attentively to him. Grandpa Joe always knew what to tell and how to surprise his grandson. Grandpa Joe also worked at the chocolate factory of the most wonderful and brilliant man in the world - Willy Wonka. This man came up with various and fabulous sweets that were bought and eaten all over the world. However, he closed the factory, since spies got started and began to tell secret recipes of his sweets, and so he fired all his employees from the factory and closed it. But it kept working! It is not known how it worked, who worked there. It was a great mystery. I got distracted...let's return to the Indian prince.
Grandpa Joe: this Indian prince has always been famous for his crazy ideas of clothing and interior design, because he had several castles with different themes: a castle with flowers, a castle with shells, a castle with candles and other castles. But he just didn't have one castle - a chocolate one. Therefore, he invited Mr. Wonka to build a chocolate castle for the prince. And he fulfilled the request. All the materials were made of chocolate: bricks, cement, even furniture. But after building the castle, Wonka recommended the prince to eat the castle immediately, but he only grinned, saying that he would live in it. The next day turned out to be a particularly hot day and the prince's chocolate castle melted.
Charlie: didn't the prince ask Mr. Wonka to make a new castle?
Grandpa Joe: no, Charlie. Mr. Wonka was too busy for the second castle.
Mom: Okay, family, It's time to eat soup and go to bed.
Mom handed out plates to family members and they began to eat. They were already used to this stuff, although Grandpa Joe always grumbled when eating this soup.
Mom: alright. It's time to sleep.
Grandpa Joe: Lord, make sure we don't have to eat cabbage soup tomorrow...
Grandpa Joe went to bed. Charlie climbed up the makeshift steps made of planks and lay down in a bed made of a trough, which was covered with thick blankets and one small pillow. Mom climbed up to her son, kissing him on the cheek at night.
Mom: what would you like to happen tomorrow, honey?
Charlie: I want to visit Wonka's factory, mommy!
The woman only smiled at her son's desire.
Mom: As you wish, Charlie. Good night and sleep tight.
Mom patted Charlie on the head and went down to go to bed. Charlie turned to the wall, on which hung the chocolate wrappers that he had eaten all his life. Five times. Looking at the wrappers, he dreamed about how Mr. Wonka presents his candies to him and thought about how nice and beautiful it is there. But he also felt ashamed for his words, because he understood that his dream would never come true, and with this thought he went to bed. He had no idea how wrong he was in his doubts.
The next morning there was an advertisement written by Willy Wonka all over the columns and news boards. It read: "I, Willy Wonka, the owner of a chocolate factory, am opening a competition! I hid nine golden tickets in nine different chocolate bars. This means that those children who find these golden tickets will get to my chocolate factory! But only one will be able to get the main prize, which will be kept secret for now. Have a good catch!". And the world seemed to have gone crazy! Absolutely in every country, everyone began to buy up a huge number of Wonka chocolate bars in order to find their ticket. Charlie was also glad to hear about this news.
Charlie: Grandpa Joe, is that mean, thar my dream can come true?
Grandpa Joe: Of course, Charlie!
Mon: there are only nine tickets! You have a great opportunity and many chances to get this ticket!
An hour or two later, the news about the first winner of the golden ticket was shown on TV. The TV showed a dim and dusty house full of books on shelves and tables. Journalist Chery Sunday stood in front of the cameras with a microphone in her hands. In the middle of the camera showed the Piker family, Mr. Piker, a tall, skinny and wrinkled man in rectangular glasses, Mrs. Piker, a woman with exactly the same characteristics and in the middle of them their daughter Miranda, she is the winner of the golden ticket.
Cherry: Hello, dear viewers! I am in London, next to the first winner of the golden ticket, Miranda Piker! Miranda, please tell me, how did you find your golden ticket?
Miranda: If you're wondering if I like chocolate, then I'll tell you that I can't stand it. Naturally, I won this ticket by accident. After all, one of the students shamelessly carried a chocolate bar like an impudent rat and wanted to eat it. What could I do but take the chocolate from that bastard and tell my father about it? Only later it turned out that Willy Wonka's golden ticket was there.
Cherry: uh-huh, so it means that you want someone to go instead of you, even though it was you who found the ticket?
Mr. Piker: Miranda is a very obedient girl, she always strictly adheres to any rules of any place. And this means that, unfortunately, we will have to visit the factory of this disgusting chocolate.
The Pikers' statements caused the Buckets family to have a not very pleasant opinion.
Mom: how can they be so boring?
Charlie: Grandpa Joe, are there really children who don't like chocolate?
Grandpa Joe: Well, Charlie...maybe she's just afraid of ruining her teeth...or maybe she's just allergic to chocolate...
Mom: well, at least there are eight tickets left. It's not that bad...
The next day, in the morning, everyone found out about the second child who found the golden ticket. And again, Chery Sunday was present at this celebration. The cameras showed a huge restaurant with a lot of visitors. But at the main and largest table sat the owner of this restaurant, Mr. Gloop, a fat and mustachioed man, sat next to mrs. Gloop, also a rather curvy lady, and between them an incredibly fat and dirty boy Augustus Gloop. All three sat at the table and ate, but Augustus got the most food.
Cherry: friends, I am now in Germany! Here in this sleepy mountain town it seems like a chocolate dream has come true for local butcher’s son and three times regional meat eating champion, Augustus Gloop! Mrs. Gloop, does your Augustus like chocolate?
Mrs. Gloop: oh, Augustus just loves chocolate! And not only! He also loves various sweets, meat dishes, loves flour products, you would know how he speaks pleasantly about youth food, which is roughly called fast food! I still don't understand why my boy wasn't the first golden ticket winner!
Cherry: Augustus, how did you get you golden ticket? What were your feelings at such a grand find?
Augustus: Hungry! I just wanted to have a little snack on sixty Wonka chocolate bars after breakfast, as I immediately felt that one of them had some unpleasant taste! Only then did I see that there was a golden ticket under the wrapper! It made me hungry on my nerves and I immediately started eating in a restaurant in honor of it!
When Augustus finished his speech, he belched loudly, to which everyone laughed with affection, and Mrs. Gloop stroked her son.
This fat boy was no less disgusting than Miranda.
Charlie: the case is getting tougher...
Mom: this boy is utterly fat...
Grandpa Joe: I'm afraid to imagine what kind of monster will get the third ticket...
The next day is the next winner of the golden ticket. The cameras showed a huge rich mansion. Then they showed a short and gray-haired man smoking a cigar, it was Mr. Salt, next to an elegant lady who had undergone quite a few plastic surgeries, it was Mrs. Salt and in the middle was a little girl with a huge smile on her face.
Cherry: dear viewers, I am in Russia, at the mansion of a very rich nut businessman, Mr. Salt, the father of the third winner of the golden ticket, Veruca Salt! Mr. Salt, how did everything happen?
Mr. Salt: as soon as Wonka announced the golden tickets, Veruca immediately demanded one of them. She said...
Veruca: I WANT THAT TICKET NOW!!!
Mr. Salt: Well, how can I refuse my daughter? For her sake, my employees had to remove the wrappers from the chocolate bars twenty-four hours a day until they got a golden ticket. And, as you can see, after two days they did their job, and my baby is happy!
Charlie became more and more upset, looking at how more and more children found tickets, of which there were already six left. Most of all, he hoped for the day after tomorrow, because at this date is his birthday.

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Charlie is probably the happiest boy in the whole world. Well, he does't know it yet, but i'm sure that it is so. Charlie lives in a small dilapidated house on the edge of town, along with his mom and Grandpa Joe. Charlie loved Grandpa Joe so much, because he always told his grandson various interesting stories. One day, Charlie was walking home from school, passing by Wonka's big chocolate factory. There was always a sweet aroma of chocolate and sweets coming from there. When Charlie returned, he greeted his family: his mother, who was cooking cabbage soup (after all, cabbage was the only thing they could afford) and grandpa Joe, who just got back from the toothpaste factory.
Charlie: hi everyone!
Grandpa Joe: hello!
Charlie ran up to his mom and hugged her, she hugged him back.
Mom: hello, darling. How are things at school?
Charlie: today we studied the countries! Paris, Russia, India...
Grandpa Joe: by the way about India! - begined Grandpa Joe - I have one interesting story about one Indian prince. Come here little chinchilla.
Grandpa Joe always affectionately called Charlie Chinchilla. The boy ran up to his grandfather and sat on his grandfather's lap , listening attentively to him. Grandpa Joe always knew what to tell and how to surprise his grandson. Grandpa Joe also worked at the chocolate factory of the most wonderful and brilliant man in the world - Willy Wonka. This man came up with various and fabulous sweets that were bought and eaten all over the world. However, he closed the factory, since spies got started and began to tell secret recipes of his sweets, and so he fired all his employees from the factory and closed it. But it kept working! It is not known how it worked, who worked there. It was a great mystery. I got distracted...let's return to the Indian prince.
Grandpa Joe: this Indian prince has always been famous for his crazy ideas of clothing and interior design, because he had several castles with different themes: a castle with flowers, a castle with shells, a castle with candles and other castles. But he just didn't have one castle - a chocolate one. Therefore, he invited Mr. Wonka to build a chocolate castle for the prince. And he fulfilled the request. All the materials were made of chocolate: bricks, cement, even furniture. But after building the castle, Wonka recommended the prince to eat the castle immediately, but he only grinned, saying that he would live in it. The next day turned out to be a particularly hot day and the prince's chocolate castle melted.
Charlie: didn't the prince ask Mr. Wonka to make a new castle?
Grandpa Joe: no, Charlie. Mr. Wonka was too busy for the second castle.
Mom: Okay, family, It's time to eat soup and go to bed.
Mom handed out plates to family members and they began to eat. They were already used to this stuff, although Grandpa Joe always grumbled when eating this soup.
Mom: alright. It's time to sleep.
Grandpa Joe: Lord, make sure we don't have to eat cabbage soup tomorrow...
Grandpa Joe went to bed. Charlie climbed up the makeshift steps made of planks and lay down in a bed made of a trough, which was covered with thick blankets and one small pillow. Mom climbed up to her son, kissing him on the cheek at night.
Mom: what would you like to happen tomorrow, honey?
Charlie: I want to visit Wonka's factory, mommy!
The woman only smiled at her son's desire.
Mom: As you wish, Charlie. Good night and sleep tight.
Mom patted Charlie on the head and went down to go to bed. Charlie turned to the wall, on which hung the chocolate wrappers that he had eaten all his life. Five times. Looking at the wrappers, he dreamed about how Mr. Wonka presents his candies to him and thought about how nice and beautiful it is there. But he also felt ashamed for his words, because he understood that his dream would never come true, and with this thought he went to bed. He had no idea how wrong he was in his doubts.
The next morning there was an advertisement written by Willy Wonka all over the columns and news boards. It read: "I, Willy Wonka, the owner of a chocolate factory, am opening a competition! I hid nine golden tickets in nine different chocolate bars. This means that those children who find these golden tickets will get to my chocolate factory! But only one will be able to get the main prize, which will be kept secret for now. Have a good catch!". And the world seemed to have gone crazy! Absolutely in every country, everyone began to buy up a huge number of Wonka chocolate bars in order to find their ticket. Charlie was also glad to hear about this news.
Charlie: Grandpa Joe, is that mean, thar my dream can come true?
Grandpa Joe: Of course, Charlie!
Mon: there are only nine tickets! You have a great opportunity and many chances to get this ticket!
An hour or two later, the news about the first winner of the golden ticket was shown on TV. The TV showed a dim and dusty house full of books on shelves and tables. Journalist Chery Sunday stood in front of the cameras with a microphone in her hands. In the middle of the camera showed the Piker family, Mr. Piker, a tall, skinny and wrinkled man in rectangular glasses, Mrs. Piker, a woman with exactly the same characteristics and in the middle of them their daughter Miranda, she is the winner of the golden ticket.
Cherry: Hello, dear viewers! I am in London, next to the first winner of the golden ticket, Miranda Piker! Miranda, please tell me, how did you find your golden ticket?
Miranda: If you're wondering if I like chocolate, then I'll tell you that I can't stand it. Naturally, I won this ticket by accident. After all, one of the students shamelessly carried a chocolate bar like an impudent rat and wanted to eat it. What could I do but take the chocolate from that bastard and tell my father about it? Only later it turned out that Willy Wonka's golden ticket was there.
Cherry: uh-huh, so it means that you want someone to go instead of you, even though it was you who found the ticket?
Mr. Piker: Miranda is a very obedient girl, she always strictly adheres to any rules of any place. And this means that, unfortunately, we will have to visit the factory of this disgusting chocolate.
The Pikers' statements caused the Buckets family to have a not very pleasant opinion.
Mom: how can they be so boring?
Charlie: Grandpa Joe, are there really children who don't like chocolate?
Grandpa Joe: Well, Charlie...maybe she's just afraid of ruining her teeth...or maybe she's just allergic to chocolate...
Mom: well, at least there are eight tickets left. It's not that bad...
The next day, in the morning, everyone found out about the second child who found the golden ticket. And again, Chery Sunday was present at this celebration. The cameras showed a huge restaurant with a lot of visitors. But at the main and largest table sat the owner of this restaurant, Mr. Gloop, a fat and mustachioed man, sat next to mrs. Gloop, also a rather curvy lady, and between them an incredibly fat and dirty boy Augustus Gloop. All three sat at the table and ate, but Augustus got the most food.
Cherry: friends, I am now in Germany! Here in this sleepy mountain town it seems like a chocolate dream has come true for local butcher’s son and three times regional meat eating champion, Augustus Gloop! Mrs. Gloop, does your Augustus like chocolate?
Mrs. Gloop: oh, Augustus just loves chocolate! And not only! He also loves various sweets, meat dishes, loves flour products, you would know how he speaks pleasantly about youth food, which is roughly called fast food! I still don't understand why my boy wasn't the first golden ticket winner!
Cherry: Augustus, how did you get you golden ticket? What were your feelings at such a grand find?
Augustus: Hungry! I just wanted to have a little snack on sixty Wonka chocolate bars after breakfast, as I immediately felt that one of them had some unpleasant taste! Only then did I see that there was a golden ticket under the wrapper! It made me hungry on my nerves and I immediately started eating in a restaurant in honor of it!
When Augustus finished his speech, he belched loudly, to which everyone laughed with affection, and Mrs. Gloop stroked her son.
This fat boy was no less disgusting than Miranda.
Charlie: the case is getting tougher...
Mom: this boy is utterly fat...
Grandpa Joe: I'm afraid to imagine what kind of monster will get the third ticket...
The next day is the next winner of the golden ticket. The cameras showed a huge rich mansion. Then they showed a short and gray-haired man smoking a cigar, it was Mr. Salt, next to an elegant lady who had undergone quite a few plastic surgeries, it was Mrs. Salt and in the middle was a little girl with a huge smile on her face.
Cherry: dear viewers, I am in Russia, at the mansion of a very rich nut businessman, Mr. Salt, the father of the third winner of the golden ticket, Veruca Salt! Mr. Salt, how did everything happen?
Mr. Salt: as soon as Wonka announced the golden tickets, Veruca immediately demanded one of them. She said...
Veruca: I WANT THAT TICKET NOW!!!
Mr. Salt: Well, how can I refuse my daughter? For her sake, my employees had to remove the wrappers from the chocolate bars twenty-four hours a day until they got a golden ticket. And, as you can see, after two days they did their job, and my baby is happy!
Charlie became more and more upset, looking at how more and more children found tickets, of which there were already six left. Most of all, he hoped for the day after tomorrow, because at this date is his birthday.