Prevod
No, saj ni videti tako zelo majhen kužek, kajne? Ampak, veš, Alica je postala zares čisto majcena: zato je kužek videti tako velik. Ko je pojedla enega tistih čarobnih kolačkov, ki jih je našla v hiši Belega zajca, se je pri priči tako skrčila, da je lahko prišla skozi vrata: sicer ne bi nikoli več mogla iz hiše. Ali ne bi bilo to škoda? Saj potem ne bi sanjala vseh drugih nenavadnih reči, o katerih bomo še brali.
Torej je bil v resnici majhen kužek, veš. In ali ni ljubek? Poglej, kako laja na paličico, ki mu jo ponuja Alica! Vidiš lahko, da se ga je ves čas malce bala, saj se je skrila za tisti veliki osat, da je ne bi poteptal. To bi bilo zanjo skoraj tako hudo, kot če bi tebe povozil voz s štirimi konji!
Ali imaš doma majhnega kužka? Če ga imaš, upam, da si vedno prijazen do njega in mu daješ dobre reči za pod zob. Nekoč sem poznal nekaj otrok, približno tako velikih, kot si ti; imeli so svojega malega kužka in ime mu je bilo Dash. In tole so mi povedali o njegovi rojstnodnevni pojedini.
»Veš, nekega dne smo se spomnili, da ima Dash ravno tisti dan rojstni dan. Pa smo rekli: ‘Privoščimo Dashu dobro rojstnodnevno pojedino, takšno, kakršno imamo mi za rojstni dan!’ Potem smo tuhtali in tuhtali: ‘Kaj imamo za rojstni dan najraje od vsega?’ In smo tuhtali in tuhtali. Nazadnje pa smo vsi hkrati vzkliknili: ‘Ja, ovseno kašo, seveda!’ Zato smo bili seveda prepričani, da bo tudi Dashu zelo teknila.
»Pa smo šli h kuharici in jo prosili, naj skuha krožniček dobre ovsene kaše. Potem smo poklicali Dasha v hišo in mu rekli: ‘No, Dash, zdaj boš dobil svojo rojstnodnevno pojedino!’ Pričakovali smo, da bo Dash skakal od veselja: pa ni, prav nič!
»Zato smo postavili krožniček predenj in rekli: ‘No, Dash, ne bodi požrešen! Lepo jej, kot se spodobi za pridnega kužka!’ Dash pa je kašo samo pokusil s konico jezika: in potem je naredil, o, tako strašno grimaso! In veš kaj, tako zelo se mu je zamerila, da ni hotel pojesti niti grižljaja več! Zato smo mu jo morali vso spraviti po grlu z žlico!«
Le ali bo Alica temu kužku dala kaj kaše? Mislim, da mu je ne more dati, ker je nima pri sebi. Na sliki ne vidim nobenega krožnička.
VII.
Izvirnik
Well, it doesn’t look such a very little Puppy, does it? But then, you see, Alice had grown very small indeed: and that’s what makes the Puppy look so large. When Alice had eaten one of those little magic cakes, that she found in the White Rabbit’s house, it made her get quite small, directly, so that she could get through the door: or else she could never have got out of the house again. Wouldn’t that have been a pity? Because then she wouldn’t have dreamed all the other curious things that we’re going to read about.
So it really was a little Puppy, you see. And isn’t it a little pet? And look at the way it’s barking at the little stick that Alice is holding out for it! You can see she was a little afraid of it, all the time, because she’s got behind that great thistle, for fear it should run over her. That would have been just about as bad, for her, as it would be for you to be run over by a waggon and four horses!
Have you got a little pet puppy at your home? If you have, I hope you’re always kind to it, and give it nice things to eat.
Once upon a time, I knew some little children, about as big as you; and they had a little pet dog of their own; and it was called Dash. And this is what they told me about its birthday-treat.
“Do you know, one day we remembered it was Dash’s birthday that day. So we said ‘Let’s give Dash a nice birthday-treat, like what we have on our birthdays!’ So we thought and we thought ‘Now, what is it we like best of all, on our birthdays?’ And we thought and we thought. And at last we all called out together “Why, its oatmeal-porridge, of course!” So of course we thought Dash would be quite sure to like it very much, too.
“So we went to the cook, and we got her to make a saucerful of nice oatmeal-porridge. And then we called Dash into the house, and we said ‘Now, Dash, you’re going to have your birthday-treat!’ We expected Dash would jump for joy: but it didn’t, one bit!
“So we put the saucer down before it, and we said ‘Now, Dash, don’t be greedy! Eat it nicely, like a good dog!’
“So Dash just tasted it with the tip of its tongue: and then it made, oh, such a horrid face! And then, do you know, it did hate it so, it wouldn’t eat a bit more of it! So we had to put it all down its throat with a spoon!”
I wonder if Alice will give this little Puppy some porridge? I don’t think she can, because she hasn’t got any with her. I can’t see any saucer in the picture.
VII.
