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Alice falls down a rabbit hole and enters a strange world. She meets many unusual characters, including the White Rabbit, the Mad Hatter, and the March Hare. She attends a mad tea party with these characters. Later, Alice plays croquet with the Queen of Hearts but struggles with her flamingo. The Queen threatens to behead Alice for various offenses. Alice finds herself on trial but wakes up to discover it was all a dream.

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Alice falls down a rabbit hole and enters a strange world. She meets many unusual characters, including the White Rabbit, the Mad Hatter, and the March Hare. She attends a mad tea party with these characters. Later, Alice plays croquet with the Queen of Hearts but struggles with her flamingo. The Queen threatens to behead Alice for various offenses. Alice finds herself on trial but wakes up to discover it was all a dream.

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Jeff Rayver I. Bautista Mr. Eric S. Limbos


Alice was beginning to get very tired of
sitting by her sister on the bank, and of
having nothing to do: once or twice she
had peeped into the book her sister was
reading, but it had no pictures or
conversations in it, 'and what is the use of
a book,' thought Alice 'without pictures or
conversation?' So she was considering in
her own mind (as well as she could, for
the hot day made her feel very sleepy and
stupid), whether the pleasure of making a
daisy-chain would be worth the trouble of
getting up and picking the daisies, when
suddenly a White Rabbit with pink eyes
ran close by her.

The Rabbit pulled a watch out of his


pocket to check the time. He shook his
head, then disappeared down a rabbit's
hole. "I must find out why he's in such a
hurry!" cried Alice. Filled with curiosity,
she ran to the rabbit's hole and peeped
through the entrance. The hole dropped
suddenly and Alice fell.
She fell for a long time when suddenly she
came upon a little three-legged table, all
made of solid glass. There was nothing on
it except a tiny golden key.

When she looked around again, she came


upon a low curtain she had not noticed
before, and behind it was a little door
about fifteen inches high. She tried the
little golden key in the lock, and to her
great delight it fitted! She opened the
door and saw a beautiful garden through
it, but she couldn’t reach it as she was too
big.

When she turned around towards the


three legged table, Alice found a green
bottle that said "DRINK ME" magically
appeared on it. Out of curiosity, Alice took
the bottle and drunk the entire potion.
Then, she began to shrink until she was
no bigger than a doll.
She opened the door and quickly ran
through it. "What a splendid garden!" she
exclaimed. "Why, I'm no bigger than the
insects that crawl on these flowers." But
the excitement soon wore off. Alice grew
bored with her tiny size. "I want to be big
again," she shouted. Her shouts startled
the White Rabbit, who ran past her again.
Mistaking her for his maid, he ordered,
"Go to my cottage and fetch my gloves and
fan." Alice was confused by the Rabbit's
behavior. "Maybe I'll find something at
the cottage to help me find my way out,"
she said hopefully.

As she was going out she saw a piece of


chocolate cake that was kept on a table by
the doorway. Next to the cake was a note
that read "EAT ME". "I'm so hungry," Alice
said as she ate the cake. Suddenly she felt
strange and realized - “Oh no! I've grown
larger than this house!" she cried.
"Get out of my way! You're blocking the
door!" shouted the White Rabbit. Alice
managed to pick up his fan. Immediately,
she began to shrink. But little did she
know, it was a magical fan, which made
her small again. "Oh no, I'll never get back
to the right size," She went looking for
help.

Soon, she saw a green caterpillar dressed


in a pink jacket. He was sitting on the top
of a large mushroom, smoking a bubble
pipe. "One side makes you big, the other
side makes you small," he said to Alice
before slithering away. "One side of
what?" Alice called after him. "The
mushroom, silly," he answered. Alice ate a
piece of the mushroom. “Thank goodness,
I'm growing!" she cried, "But which way
do I go?”

"That path leads to the Mad Hatter. The


other way leads to - Lae March Hare," said
a voice. Alice turned to find a smiling
Cheshire Cat in a tree. "I'll see you later at
the Queen's croquet game," he said before
disappearing.
There was a table set out under a tree in
front of the house, and the March Hare
and the Hatter were having tea at it: A
Dormouse was sitting between them, fast
asleep, and the other two were using it as
a cushion, resting their elbows on it, and
talking over its head. 'Very uncomfortable
for the Dormouse,' thought Alice; 'only, as
it's asleep, I suppose it doesn't mind.' The
table was a large one, but the three were
all crowded together at one corner of it:
'No room! No room!' they cried out when
they saw Alice coming. 'There's PLENTY
of room!' said Alice indignantly, and she
sat down in a large arm-chair at one end
of the table. 'Have some wine,' the March
Hare said in an encouraging tone. Alice
looked all-round the table, but there was
nothing on it but tea. 'I don't see any
wine,' she remarked. 'There isn't any,'
said the March Hare. 'Then it wasn't very
civil of you to offer it,' said Alice angrily.
'It wasn't very civil of you to sit down
without being invited,' said the March
Hare. 'I didn't know it was YOUR table,'
said Alice; 'it's laid for a great many more
than three.' "You may stay if you answer
my riddle." shouted the Mad Hatter.
"Why is a raven like a writing desk?" Alice
felt dreadfully puzzled. The Hatter's
riddle seemed to have no sort of meaning
in it, and yet it was certainly English. 'I
don't quite understand you,' she said, as
politely as she could. 'Have you guessed
the riddle yet?' the Hatter said. 'No, I give
up,' Alice replied: 'what's the answer?' 'I
haven't the slightest idea,' said the Hatter.
'Nor I,' said the March Hare. Alice sighed
wearily. 'I think you might do something
better with the time,' she said, 'than waste
it in asking riddles that have no answers.'
And she continued her walk.

Suddenly she found herself in the middle


of a field where the Queen of Hearts was
playing croquet. Her guards and
gardeners were shaped like cards. One
gardener had planted white roses by
mistake and then painted them red, "Off
with their heads!" shrieked the Queen. "I
hate white roses!".
Then she noticed Alice and asked her
"Have you ever played croquet?" "Yes,"
Alice timidly answered. "But I've never
used a flamingo or a hedgehog." "Play
with me!" ordered the Queen." And let me
win or I'll have your head!" Alice tried her
best to play well, but she had trouble with
her flamingo. "Off with her head!" cried
the Queen. Just then a trumpet sounded in
the distance calling court to session.

Everyone rushed into the courtroom.


"Court is now in session," announced the
White Rabbit, "Will Alice please come to
the stand?" Alice took the stand and
looked at the jury box, where the March
Hare and the Mad Hatter were making
noise. The Dormouse slept and the
Cheshire Cat smiled at her. "What's going
on?" asked Alice. "You are guilty of
stealing the delicious heart-shaped tarts!"
accused the Queen, "And now you must
be punished. Off with her head Off with
her head!" yelled the Queen. "How silly,"
replied Alice. "I did not have the slightest
idea what you were talking about! I was
only playing croquet."
Alice felt someone touch her shoulder,
"Wake up. You've been sleeping for too
long," said her sister softly. "I had a
strange dream," said Alice. She told her
sister about the White Rabbit, the mad tea
party, the Queen of Hearts and the trial.
But her sister wasn't paying attention.
"You're reading again," mumbled Alice. As
she stretched, Alice saw a little White
Rabbit with pink eyes scurry behind a
tree.

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