书名：Matilda玛蒂尔达

难度：Lexile蓝思阅读指数840L
作者：Roald Dahl罗尔德·达尔
出版社名称：Puffin Books
出版时间：2007
语种：英文
ISBN：9780142410370
商品尺寸：13 x 1.7 x 19.8 cm
包装：平装
页数：240 （以实物为准）
Matilda《玛蒂尔达》通过小神童女孩玛蒂尔达的故事，把孩子们带入一个个奇幻而又快乐的美妙世界，相信这是一部让你拿起来就放不下的书，请随着玛蒂尔达一起感受吧！

罗尔德·达尔的作品构思奇特，情节紧凑，在每个故事的一开始就打破现实与幻想之间的常规对应，给人一种或幽默或荒诞或机智的美感；同时更重要的是，他的作品都具有一种让人一读就爱不释手的魔力。2000年，英国在“世界图书日”期间行的一次“我很喜欢的作家”投票中，达尔这个名字高踞首位，连《哈利波特》的作者J.K.罗琳也只能位列其后。
From the bestselling author of Charlie and the Chocolate Factory and The BFG!
Matilda is a sweet, exceptional young girl, but her parents think she’s just a nuisance. She expects school to be different but there she has to face Miss Trunchbull, a kid-hating terror of a headmistress. When Matilda is attacked by the Trunchbull she suddenly discovers she has a remarkable power with which to fight back. It’ll take a superhuman genius to give Miss Trunchbull what she deserves and Matilda may be just the one to do it!

Review
“Matilda will surely go straight to children’s hearts.”—The New York Times Book Review
Matilda《玛蒂尔达》

小小的玛蒂尔达五岁时就把大多数经典作家的作品读完了！不幸的是这个聪明绝顶的小姑娘却遇到了世界上庸俗势利的爸爸妈妈和恶毒的校长。不过，神奇女孩玛蒂尔达自有对付这一切的办法。在和恶毒的特朗奇布尔校长斗争的过程中，玛蒂尔达和善良的亨尼小姐结下了深厚的友谊。故事引人入胜，高潮迭起，直到悬念被一个一个出乎意料的结果解扣时，仍让人久久回味……
For most kids, “The Trunchbull” is pure terror, but for Matilda, she’s a sitting duck. Annotation Matilda applies her untapped mental powers to rid the school of the evil, child-hating headmistress, Miss Trunchbull, and restore her nice teacher, Miss Honey, to financial security.
罗尔德·达尔是世界奇幻文学大师，他的作品构思奇特，情节紧凑，在每个故事的开始就打破现实与幻想之间的常规对应，其魔力穿越语言和国界。凡是读过达尔作品的孩子全都情不自禁迷倒在他创造的畅快淋漓的魔力世界，无一幸免。

主要作品包括：《查理和巧克力工厂》《女巫》《了不起的狐狸爸爸》《好心眼儿巨人》《詹姆斯和大仙桃》《玛蒂尔达》等等，上述作品都先后被拍成电影，如：《查理和巧克力工厂》由影帝“约翰尼德普”主演；《好心眼儿巨人》由奥斯卡金牌导演“斯皮尔伯格”执导，黄磊、黄多多配音。
众多重点小学语文老师推荐孩子课外阅读达尔的书，黄多多说达尔的故事她看了一遍又一遍，多多妈妈发微博说罗尔德达尔是多多非常非常喜欢的作家。
达尔获得的重要奖项：
三度获得“爱伦·坡文学奖”；
获得英国“白面包儿童图书奖”；
获得“英国儿童图书奖”；
获得“德国青少年文学奖”；
获得“世界奇幻文学大会奖”；
英国读者票选战胜J.K.罗琳的当代文学大师。
Roald Dahlis one of the most successful and well-known of all children’s writers. His books, which are read by children the world over, includeJames and the Giant Peach; Charlie and the Chocolate Factory; The Witches and Matilda.
It’s a funny thing about mothers and fathers. Even when their own child is the most disgusting little blister you could ever imagine, they still think that he or she is wonderful.Some parents go further. They become so blinded by adoration they manage to convince themselves their child has qualities of genius.

Well, there is nothing very wrong with all this. It’s the way of the world. It is only when the parents begin telling us about the brilliance of their own revolting offspring, that we start shouting, “Bring us a basin! We’re going to be sick!”
School teachers suffer a good deal from having to listen to this sort of twaddle from proud parents, but they usually get their own back when the time comes to write the end-of-term reports. If I were a teacher I would cook up some real scorchers for the children of doting parents. “Your son Maximilian”, I would write, “is a total wash-out. I hope you have a family business you can push him into when he leaves school because he sure as heck won’t get a job anywhere else.” Or if I were feeling lyrical that day, I might write, “It is a curious truth that grasshoppers have their hearing-organs in the sides of the abdomen. Your daughter Vanessa, judging by what she’s learnt this term, has no hearing-organs at all.”
I might even delve deeper into natural history and say, “The periodical cicada spends six years as a grub underground, and no more than six days as a free creature of sunlight and air. Your son Wilfred has spent six years as a grub in this school and we are still waiting for him to emerge from the chrysalis.” A particularly poisonous little girl might sting me into saying, “Fiona has the same glacial beauty as an iceberg, but unlike the iceberg she has absolutely nothing below the surface.” I think I might enjoy writing end-of-term reports for the stinkers in my class. But enough of that. We have to get on.
Occasionally one comes across parents who take the opposite line, who show no interest at all in their children, and these of course are far worse than the doting ones. Mr and Mrs Wormwood were two such parents. They had a son called Michael and a daughter called Matilda, and the parents looked upon Matilda in particular as nothing more than a scab. A scab is something you have to put up with until the time comes when you can pick it off and flick it away. Mr and Mrs Wormwood looked forward enormously to the time when they could pick their little daughter off and flick her away, preferably into the next county or even further than that.
It is bad enough when parents treat ordinary children as though they were scabs and bunions, but it becomes somehow a lot worse when the child in question is extraordinary, and by that I mean sensitive and brilliant. Matilda was both of these things, but above all she was brilliant. Her mind was so nimble and she was so quick to learn that her ability should have been obvious even to the most half-witted of parents. But Mr and Mrs Wormwood were both so gormless and so wrapped up in their own silly little lives that they failed to notice anything unusual about their daughter. To tell the truth, I doubt they would have noticed had she crawled into the house with a broken leg.
Matilda’s brother Michael was a perfectly normal boy, but the sister, as I said, was something to make your eyes pop. By the age of one and a half her speech was perfect and she knew as many words as most grown-ups. The parents, instead of applauding her, called her a noisy chatterbox and told her sharply that small girls should be seen and not heard.