Narrator: Hello! Alice is having some

very curious adventures at

the bottom of a rabbit hole.

She drank a drink that made her

very small indeed. But she wants

to grow bigger so that she can reach

the key that will unlock the tiny door

to a beautiful garden.

After eating

some cake she found in a little glass

box, Alice started to feel something ...

Alice: Curiouser and curiouser!

I'm growing! My feet are so far away.

Goodbye feet! How will I put my shoes

and socks on, I wonder?

Narrator: Alice grew so big that her head

hit the ceiling! Ouch!

It was easy to reach the

table now. She picked up the tiny key and

rushed to the door. But in her excitement,

she forgot something again...

Alice: Ohhhh... this is hopeless! I'm much

too big for this door now! I'll never get

into the garden! I can only look through

the door with one eye! Oh...

Narrator: Alice was over nine feet tall, and

when a girl that big cries, the tears are

big too. Alice cried and cried until half

the hall was filled with

a salty pool of tears.

After a time, Alice heard a little pattering

of feet in the distance. She dried her eyes

to see what was coming.

White Rabbit: Oh! I'm late! I'm so very late!

I was told to be early and I'm going to be

late. The Duchess will be waiting. Oh my!

Oh my! She will be so very angry with me!

Oh my!

Narrator: The sight of The White Rabbit,

splendidly dressed in his best clothes,

and carrying a large fan

and a pair of white leather gloves

was enough to stop Alice's tears.

Alice: If you please, sir...

White Rabbit: Oh!! Oh my!

Alice: Don't go! I won't hurt - Oh dear!

You've dropped your gloves...

But look: what a pretty fan.

And crying is such hot work. Oh, that's

better. Oh dear... how strange everything

is today. Yesterday things were normal.

But today I'm not sure if I am

the same girl who woke up this morning.

But, if I'm not the girl who woke up this

morning, the question is, "Who am I?"

Narrator: Alice fanned herself

while she talked. She felt much cooler.

But after a minute or two,

something started happening.

Alice: Oh: Here's that feeling again.

Narrator: Then something kept

happening. Alice kept fanning herself.

Alice: I don't believe it. I must be...

I am! I'm growing smaller again.

Smaller than the table.

Hello feet! It's good to see you again.

Narrator: Soon Alice was smaller

than ever. She was still shrinking and

shrinking and she didn't know why.

Alice: Oh dear - I'm getting very small. Oh

- I'm getting much too small! Oh dear - I

shall fade away altogether! Ohh...!

The fan? The fan!

Narrator: Just in time. Alice threw the fan

on the floor, so she wouldn't

get any smaller.

Alice: That was a lucky escape!

But now I'm small enough

to get into the garden!

Narrator: Poor Alice! There she stood

at the little door - but it was locked again

And there was the little key, back

in its place, out of reach, on the table.

Alice: Oh not again! This is hopeless. I'll

never get that key now. I so badly wanted

to see the garden. And things are worse

than ever - I've never been so small as this

in my life. Never!

Narrator: Things were as bad as ever.

And they were about to get worse...

Alice: Ohhh!

Narrator: And poor little Alice fell into

a pool of her own tears. Luckily, she knew

how to swim. But she wasn't the only one

who had fallen into the pool.

Next time, Alice meets a dodo,

tries to make friends with a mouse, and

joins in a very, very curious race.

Goodbye.