In the evening, Charlie was finish with his watery cabbage soup and went to his grandparents and say good night.
His grand parents were over ninty years old. shrivelled as prunes, and as bony as skeletons. Until Charlie made his appearance, four grandparents were o their bed. But soon the door was open and here Charlie saying good evening grandparents and they sit up, and their old wrinkled faces would light up with smiles of pleasure — and the talking would begin. One day Charlie wanted to know is the Willy Wonka's factory is the biggest in the world and the grandparents were suprise and say it is true. And again Charlie ask question. He said that Willy Wonka is the cleverest chocolate maker in the world and grand pa Joe said it is really really true. And grand pa Joe wanted to tell everything about Willy Wonka's factory. He was the oldest person of the four grandparents. He was ninty-six and a half. And grandpa Joe start to say about the factory.
'Did youknow, for example, that he has himself invented more than two hundred new kinds of chocolate bars, each with a different centre, each far sweeter and creamier and more delicious than anything the other chocolate factories can make!' 'Perfectly true!' cried Grandma Josephine. 'And then again,' Grandpa Joe went on speaking very slowly now so that
Charlie wouldn't miss a word, 'Mr Willy Wonka can make marshmallows that taste of violets, and rich caramels that change colour every ten seconds as you suck them, and little feathery sweets that melt away deliciously the moment you put them between your lips. He can make chewing-gum that never loses its taste, and sugar balloons that you can blow up to enormous sizes before you pop them with a pin and gobble them up. And, by a most secret method, he can make lovely blue birds' eggs with black spots on them, and when you put one of these in your mouth, it gradually gets smaller and smaller until suddenly there is nothing left except a tiny little pink sugary baby bird sitting on the tip of your tongue.' And one more time, he said 'Listen,' 'and I'll tell you.'
Charlie wouldn't miss a word, 'Mr Willy Wonka can make marshmallows that taste of violets, and rich caramels that change colour every ten seconds as you suck them, and little feathery sweets that melt away deliciously the moment you put them between your lips. He can make chewing-gum that never loses its taste, and sugar balloons that you can blow up to enormous sizes before you pop them with a pin and gobble them up. And, by a most secret method, he can make lovely blue birds' eggs with black spots on them, and when you put one of these in your mouth, it gradually gets smaller and smaller until suddenly there is nothing left except a tiny little pink sugary baby bird sitting on the tip of your tongue.' And one more time, he said 'Listen,' 'and I'll tell you.'
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