Down The Chocolate River
A steamy mist was rising up from the great warm chocolate river. “Look,Grandpa!” cried Charlie. “There’s a door in the wall!” It was set into the wall of the tunnel just above the level of the river. STOREROOM No 54, it said. ALL The CREAMS – DAIRY CREAM, WHIPPED CREAM, VIOLET CREAM, COFFEE CREAM, PINEAPPLE CREAM, VANILLA CREAM AND HAIR CREAM.
The boat stopped. Mr Wonka stepped out. The children and their parents all scrambled after him. Grandpa Joe and Charlie were half running and half walking to keep up with Mr Wonka, but they were able to read what it said on the doors as they hurried by.
HOT ICE CREAM FOR COLD DAYS, it said on the next door. “Extremely useful in the winter,” said Mr Wonka, rushing on. “Hot ice cream warms you up no end in freezing weather. I also make hot ice cubes for putting in hot drinks. Hot ice cubes make hot drinks hotter.”
COWS THAT GIVE CHOCOLATE MILK, it said on the next door. “Ah, my pretty little cows!” cried Mr Wonka. “How I live those cows!”
On the next door, it said, SQUARE SWEETS THAT LOOK ROUND. “wait!” cried Mr Wonka. “I am very proud of my square sweets that look round. Let’s take a peek.”
The top half of the door was made of glass. Grandpa Joe lifted Charlie up so that he could get a better view, and looking in, Charlie saw a long table, and on the table, there were rows and rows of small white square-shaped sweets. Each of them had a funny little pink face painted on one side.
“There you are!” cried Mr Wonka. “Square sweets that look round!”
“They don’t look round to me,” said Mike Teavee.
“They look square,” said Veruca Salt. “they look completely square.”
“But they are square,” said Mr Wonka.” I never said they weren’t.”
“You said they were round!” said Veruca Salt.
“I never said anything of the sort,” said Mr Wonka.
“But they don’t look round!” said Veruca. “They look square!”
“They look round,” insisted Mr Wonka.
“They most certainly don,t look round!” cried Veruca Salt.
Mr Wonka took a key from his pocket, and unlocked the door, and flung it open … and suddenly, at the sound of the door opening, all the rows of little square sweets looked quickly round to see who was coming in. The tiny faces actually turned towards the door and stared at Mr Wonka.
“There you are!” he cried triumphantly. “They’re looking round! There’s no doubt about it! They are square sweets that look round!”
“By golly, he’s right!” said Grandpa Joe.