Magic glasses Chapter story
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Contents Magic glasses Owen is not very good at spelling and his dad realises he probably needs glasses. All they need to do is find the right pair…
Find out about special hairs that help seeds fly in the wind.
Tom thinks it’s his unlucky day…
Pirate treasure Help the pirates share out their treasures.
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Mr Blunt is teaching the class to draw pictures using numbers.
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Magic glasses By N. Dufaux-Stragier Illustrated by L. Froissart
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New glasses That day, as usual, Dad and I were battling over my homework. “Owen, stop fidgeting and concentrate for once!” Dad said crossly. It was the same every evening. Dad always looked over my homework. He underlined all my mistakes and made me do it again until I got everything right. “Spell ‘butcher’!” “B… U… C… H…” 5
Dad waited. I could tell he was getting angry. “It’s not that hard! Look out of the window! You see that sign every day!” It was true. There was a butcher’s shop in our street, just along the road from our house. I screwed up my eyes to read but I could not see the sign very well. Dad was surprised. “Can’t you see it?”
A few days later, Dad took me to see the eye doctor and get my eyes tested. I had to read a poster with loads of letters that got smaller and smaller. At the end the doctor smiled and said, “It’s good news. Glasses will help you to see much better!” We went straight to the optician’s* to buy a pair of glasses for me. Dad said, “You need to be able to see properly, especially at school.” * someone who sells glasses and lenses.
I tried on dozens of pairs of glasses but I didn’t like any of them. The optician was watching me and smiling. She didn’t seem to mind that I was taking so long. I thought she was a bit creepy. Dad gave her a funny look too.
“Where’s Mr Patel who usually works here? Is he out?” asked Dad. “As you can see,” she replied. “Will he be back soon?” said my dad. “These are my son’s first glasses, you see, so it’s rather important.” 8
I saw this as a chance to put off getting glasses until another day. I suggested, “We could come back next week.” “No way!” said Dad. “You have school tomorrow. You need these glasses today.” I sighed. I could not see a single pair of glasses that I liked. They were all horrible. The optician said, “I do have a… special pair… for children who don’t want to wear glasses. They are very popular.”
The woman went to the back of the shop and returned with another pair of glasses. “Try these.” They didn’t look any different to the rest. I was fed up. I tried them on and shrugged my shoulders. “Okay. I will take these ones.” So the next morning, I had a pair of blue glasses with metal frames in my school bag. 10
I hated them! I didn’t care what they looked like. They could have been bright green with pink stripes. I would have hated them whatever they looked like. I said so loudly at breakfast. “Why?” asked Mum. “Your glasses are great!” Dad said, “Yes, they make you look very serious!” That was exactly why I didn’t like them.
When I got to the classroom, I took my glasses out of my bag. Although I didn’t want to, I put them on. Mrs Grundy, the teacher, smiled at me. “Those glasses really suit you, Owen. Now get your boards. We are going to do a maths test.” I sighed. I didn’t like maths, especially the times tables. I got out my board and started to draw. I was always drawing. I even drew in the margins of my exercise books. I drew all kinds of funny or scary characters as well as animals and monsters.
Then the maths test began… I quickly stopped drawing but I had missed the first question! I tried to concentrate on the next sum: 5 x 7. When I looked up, I noticed something strange above the teacher’s head. There was a sort of coloured bubble floating in the air with some numbers inside it…
I looked around… Nobody else seemed to be able to see it. That was weird! The number in the bubble was 35… and 35 was also the answer to the question the teacher had just asked! 13
Mrs Grundy went on with the test, walking up and down between the desks. “4 x 8… 6 x 7…” Each time, the answer appeared in the air just above her head. It was like a speech bubble in a comic strip! I took off my glasses and rubbed my eyes. Suddenly the floating bubble disappeared. But when I put my glasses back on, I could see the bubble again and inside it the answer to the next sum! It was incredible… Maybe my glasses were magic?
A new optician gives Owen some magic glasses. When he puts them on, he can see what people around him are thinking!
In a bubble It was the same at break time. I felt as if I was in a comic strip! If I looked hard at my friends, I could see a bubble above each one of them. It was sometimes a bit blurred but if I concentrated, I could make it out. I could see that Eliot, my best friend, was thinking about the football match that was about to begin… A second later, he called me. “Owen, are you coming? The game’s about to start!” 15
Playing football with my magic glasses on was great. I could see from the bubbles which way the other players were going to kick the ball and who they were going to pass to. I was faster too. I was always in the right place to get the ball! I scored three goals. Everyone on my team was amazed!
Then it was time to go back to class. “Right, get your English books out,” said Mrs Grundy. “We are going to do a spelling test. Are you ready?” No problem for me! Mrs Grundy was thinking about the words she was saying so I could see them clearly in her bubbles. All I had to do was copy them down. My friends’ bubbles were all foggy as they tried to decide whether the word ‘through’ had a ‘g’ in it or not. It made me giggle! 17
through t… h… r… o… o…?
The school day usually seemed to go on and on for ever. But that day, the time flew by! After lunch, Mrs Grundy gave us back our English books. “I corrected this morning’s spelling test,” Mrs Grundy told us. “It was quite difficult but some of you did very well… especially you, Owen. Well done!” Mrs Grundy looked surprised. But of course I was not! I looked at my exercise book. Ten out of ten. I had not made a single mistake! 18
I got home feeling really proud. â€œDad, look at my spelling test!â€? Then I had a thought. Maybe the next time I did a test, I should put in some mistakes on purpose. People would get suspicious if I started to get good marks all the time. It would not be a problem. I knew all about making mistakes!
As usual, Dad made sure I did my homework. But for once, it didn’t take long. I had a poem to learn. Dad made me say it out loud. But as he was reading the words in my exercise book at the same time, I could see each line in his bubble. Easy peasy! Dad said, “Looks like you are finally taking your school work seriously!” The Owl and the Pussycat went to sea in a beautiful pea-green boat. They took some honey, and plenty of money, wrapped up…
I watched through the window as he got into his taxi to do the night shift*. He looked really happy and he waved at me. That made me happy too. For once, we were getting on well! I even had time to start a new drawing before it was time for supper. I felt that from then on, my life was going to be much, much easierâ€Ś * work for a certain number of hours.
Thanks to his glasses, Owen gets really good marks at school. When he does his homework with his dad, everything goes fine.
No more problems? But the very next day, I had a new problem. Eliot refused to sit next to me. He was angry with me. I thought that was unfair. I had not done anything to him! With my glasses I could see Eliotâ€™s thought bubble. It was all grey and full of rain, like drops of sadness. When we got into class and Mrs Grundy asked Eliot to say the poem, I understood what was going on. 22
“As usual, you didn’t even try to learn the poem, Eliot,” said Mrs Grundy. Eliot looked down. I knew how he was feeling. I had been told off like that so many times… “Go and sit down, Eliot,” said Mrs Grundy, with an annoyed sigh.
Eliot didn’t look at me as he went back to his desk. I could guess why. Usually, we both got told off. But with my magic glasses, I was starting to do really well at school. On top of that I was playing football like a champion! If I had been Eliot, I would have felt sad too.
So, at break time, I decided to tell him everything. “Eliot… I’m going to tell you a secret. But you must promise not to tell anyone else, okay?” “Have I ever given away a secret?” he asked. I knew he never had. I told him everything. 24
I lent him my glasses to show him that I was telling the truth. He looked around and could not believe his eyes. “That’s amazing!” he said. “I can see that Yanni is thinking about his birthday on Saturday… and Chloe is looking for Claire! It’s like being in a comic strip!” “Yeah!” “You are so lucky, Owen! School will be easy for you now.”
I said to Eliot, “I will lend you my glasses if you want. After swimming we are having another test. I will wear the glasses at the beginning of the text and then you can have a turn!” “Really? That would be wicked!” “Now that I have these magic glasses, we will have no problems. School will be easy!” We had fun thinking about all the things we would do…
Eliot is upset so Owen tells him everything. The friends decide to share the magic glasses.
Ooops! Eliot and I giggled and laughed in the changing room at the pool. “Owen and Eliot, calm down!” Eliot said, “It’s just that we can’t wait for the next lesson!” He laughed loudly. Mrs Grundy raised her eyes to the ceiling. She thought Eliot was joking. “Hurry up! The others are already in the showers.” 27
I took off my glasses and wondered where to put them while I was swimming. I didnâ€™t want them to get broken. I could give them to the teacher to look after. Thatâ€™s what Tyrell always did with his glasses. But it was too risky. What if Mrs Grundy found out that my glasses were magic? In the end I put them on my shoes under the bench.
Swimming was brilliant. We were learning to dive and I loved that. When we got back to the changing room I quickly checked under the bench. Phew! My glasses were still there. As I was picking them up, Matthew ran past and knocked into me. I lost my balance andâ€Ś Craaack! I crushed my glasses! With a racing heart, I bent to look at them. The frame was cracked and the lenses had come out!
I could not move. I wanted to cry. Without my glasses, I would get bad marks again… and Dad would be really disappointed. Mrs Grundy came over. She could see that I was upset and she said gently, “Don’t worry too much, Owen. Your parents can arrange for you to get another pair of glasses.”
I didn’t answer. She was trying to be kind but she didn’t know that I would never be able to replace those glasses! I put my broken glasses in my pocket, feeling very sad. It was over. They would be no more use to me… 30
Back in class, the teacher handed out sheets with questions. I glanced over at Eliot. He looked really worried too. I read through the questions. They were difficult. I had not done any work for this test. I didnâ€™t think that I would need to, with my glasses to help me. I started answering the first question but then I got in a muddle. I kept having to rub my answer out. The paper got all crumpled and dirty.
I got so upset and angry that I screwed up my piece of paper into a ball and threw it on the floor. “Owen! What’s the matter with you? I know you are upset about your glasses but this is no way to behave! I shall have to talk to your parents. I’m going to write them a note and ask them to come and see me.” I looked down. This was the worst thing that could have happened!
Not only has Owen broken his glasses, but now the teacher wants to meet his parents to talk about his behaviour…
The meeting I showed Mrs Grundy’s note to my parents. They were worried about it and so was I. The appointment was for six o’clock that evening. Mum said she would go. Dad said that he had to clean his taxi so he could not go. I thought it was probably because I was too much of a disappointment to him. He didn’t want to go and hear the teacher saying that I was a difficult pupil. I could feel my broken glasses in my pocket. What a twit I had been to break them! 33
Mum told me to get ready and then, suddenly, her mobile rang. She looked worried when she came off the phone. She explained, “Louise shut her front door behind her and left the key inside. She is locked out with her baby. I’m sorry, I will have to go and help her. Raymond, can you go to the meeting with Owen instead of me?”
I could see that Dad was annoyed. “I can go to Louise’s if you like,” he said. But it was too late. Mum was already on the way out. Dad had no choice. 34
It was five to six. We walked towards the school in silence. Dad stopped at the school gate. I looked at him. His face was pale. I was worried. “What’s wrong, Dad?” “Nothing,” he said. “My stomach hurts, that’s all.” Mrs Grundy came to meet us. “Raymond! How lovely to see you again!”
I looked at Dad. I didn’t understand. Why had Mrs Grundy called my father by his first name? Dad mumbled, “Good evening.” “You look surprised, Owen. Didn’t your dad tell you that I was his teacher thirty years ago?” I could not believe it. I knew that Dad had gone to the same school as me but I didn’t know that Mrs Grundy had been his teacher! “I remember you,” she told Dad. “Yes, you made my life pretty difficult, Raymond!” 36
Mrs Grundy didn’t look angry. She smiled as she remembered. “Excuse me a minute… I left Owen’s file in the staff room. I will go and get it.” She left the room and I said to Dad, “Why didn’t you tell me?” “I didn’t think it was important.” “So you didn’t like school, then?” “I told you, I don’t want to talk about it!”
Owen finds out that Mrs Grundy was his father’s teacher too, thirty years ago.
Raymond Dad stared out of the window, looking at the trees in the playground and the closed gate… Why didn’t Dad want to talk about his time at school? There was a heavy silence. I sat on my chair with my hands in my pockets, swinging my legs. Then I had an idea! Maybe… I took one of the lenses of my broken glasses out of my pocket and looked through it. It was scratched but it still worked! 39
In the bubble above Dadâ€™s head, there was a boy about my age. I recognised him. It was my dad. He was sitting alone in an empty classroom. He was meant to be doing some work as a punishment but he was staring out of the window at his friends having fun in the playground. He looked really sadâ€Ś
Dad stopped thinking and looked at me. I quickly hid my magic lens. He checked the time. I could see he was getting impatient. 40
He growled, “How much longer is she going to keep us waiting?” Dad wanted to go but I wanted to talk to him. “Were you unhappy at school?” I said. Dad was surprised. “Why do you ask?” “Because you seem really uncomfortable here. And you had a sore tummy when we came through the gate. That’s a sign!” Dad hesitated and then admitted, “You are right! For me, school was… well… it was not a place that I liked…”
“That’s a pity. I like school.” “But Owen, you hate spelling and maths and you get told off all the time!” “Yes, but I like science and sport and drawing. And then there are my friends. I’m not unhappy at school.” Dad looked puzzled, as if he could not imagine how I could enjoy school. Mrs Grundy came back. “Right, I’m all yours, now!”
I could tell that Dad was upset and would get cross if Mrs Grundy said anything bad about me. But the meeting went quite well. Mrs Grundy asked me to try and pay more attention, to stop swinging on my chair and to re-read things that I wrote so that I didn’t make silly mistakes. “I know, and I must stop drawing all the time.”
“No, carry on drawing!” said Mrs Grundy. “Your drawings are very good. You are talented. It would be a shame to stop.” Dad and I looked at each other. I don’t know which one of us was more surprised. 43
When we left the school, Dad had a smile on his face. I think he was relieved and a little proud of me too. The trouble was that I was still short-sighted and needed another pair of glasses. I told Dad that I had broken them by accident. “You must learn to look after your things, Owen. Right, let’s go back to the optician’s and sort out a new pair for you.”
This time, Mr Patel was there. I asked, “Where’s the lady with the big glasses?” The optician looked surprised. “I’m not sure who you are talking about…” I was not that surprised at his answer. After all, there had been something magical about her… I still had the glasses she had given me. I could have thrown them out but I decided to keep them. Magical glasses like that might come in handy one day!
The next day, I wore my new glasses to school. They suited me fine. They were red and I liked them. They were definitely not magic! I had a drawing pad that Dad had given me in my school bag. Maybe one day, when I grew up, I would become a comic strip artist. That would be cool! THE END
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SIX FOUR TWO Did you know you can draw great portraits using only numbers? I know how to draw a fool! It’s easy. Just zero plus zero…
How about Ramono’s head? That’s easy too, look. ZERO…
Did you notice that I drew Ramono using the marks he always gets – between zero and four?
Don’t need more than that!
Oh yeah! Not bad!
It looks like him!
And his friend Ariol is even easier: three numbers will do it. A NINE…
Those are his glasses! Where?
And a TWO!
The two is one of the arms of his glasses as well as his ear!
If I rub out everything except the NINE…
Looks like a bra! Ha ha ha! Hee hee!
And I add a ZERO…
You guessed it! It’s Bizzbilla and I drew her with the top marks: ten, nine and eight.
And a little ONE underneath, what do I get?
I have a NINE like Ariol!
Argh! I’m trying to draw Petula but I can’t! Who are you doing?
But I can do HIM easily! Looks like him too!
Oh… no-one, no-one!
Now we are going to do an exercise. Put down your pencils and watch carefully. Zzzz…
Then a FOUR. That’s the nose.
I’m going to draw a funny head using all the numbers. First a SIX. That’s the forehead and an eye.
Then SEVEN. That’s the mouth smiling and sticking its tongue out.
TWO is the lower lip and the chin. Are you following?
THREE is the bald head and an ear.
FIVE is the inside of the ear and the jaw.
ONE is an eyebrow.
Sir, what kind of animal is it?
NINE is the cheekbone and a dimple.
Okay, only two more numbers! EIGHT is the tie…
Do you like my portrait? Have you had a good look?
The last number is ZERO. What is the ZERO? It’s the pupil in the middle of the eye. There… Finished!
What kind of animal is it?
Right, I’m going to rub it out and you can draw it for me for tomorrow. Oh no!
You can also make different faces using numbers… or letters. It works well with letters too.
If I had known, I would have copied it!
Yes, Ariol? I know a head I can do. Can I draw it on the board? If you like.
Who are you going to draw? THUNDERHORSE? Wait and see. Teacher’s pet!
A FIVE… a ZERO… a THREE… an EIGHT… and a TWO…
And a little speech bubble…
Well done, Ariol!
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A is a teacher
A blue with a plastic frame
B drives a taxi
B red with a metal frame
C has a butcher’s shop
C blue with a metal frame
3. The magic glasses let Owen see:
4. Owen’s dad used to:
A what people are thinking
A love going to school
B what people are saying
B hate going to school
C what people will do tomorrow
C not go to school
5. Some seeds have little feathery hairs:
6. Ariol wishes he knew how to draw:
A to keep them warm
B to help them fly
B Mr Blunt
C to help them itch
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