He invites Pinocchio to join them in their travels and says he’ll make Pinocchio a star. Pinocchio comes to her aid and saves her life.īella’s father, Mr Mojafocco (voice of Bernard Jacobsen), owns a circus. Her horse has been startled and is heading straight for a cliff, but Bella is trapped inside the carriage and doesn’t realise. While Pinocchio and Tibalt are out, they come across Bella (voice of Liza Klimova), a young girl in distress. When police officers come snooping around the house looking for thieves that have been robbing townsfolk, Geppetto gets Pinocchio to hide. He also dreams of going out and seeing the world for himself, but he’s told that the world isn’t ready to meet him yet. Pinocchio learns to ride Geppetto’s horse, Tibalt (voice of Jon Heder), and perform daring stunts in their pasture. Gepetto and Pinocchio lead a quiet and secluded life in the woods. Geppetto names the wooden boy Pinocchio (voice of Pauly Shore) and calls him his son. A fairy secretly brings the boy to life as a way of thanking Geppetto for his help. His face had changed fright had turned even the tip of his nose from red to deepest purple.Geppetto (voice of Tom Kenny), a kind-hearted woodcarver, creates a wooden boy so he won’t feel lonely. When he opened his eyes, he found himself sitting on the floor. This time poor Mastro Cherry fell as if shot. “Stop it! Oh, stop it! Ha, ha, ha! You tickle my stomach.” He set aside the hatchet and picked up the plane to make the wood smooth and even, but as he drew it to and fro, he heard the same tiny voice. The poor fellow was scared half to death, so he tried to sing a gay song in order to gain courage. “It can easily be seen I only imagined I heard the tiny voice! Well, well-to work once more!” “Oh, I see,” he said, trying bravely to laugh and ruffling up his wig with his hand. He waited two minutes-nothing five minutes-nothing ten minutes-nothing. He listened for the tiny voice to moan and cry. He threw it to the floor, against the walls of the room, and even up to the ceiling. With these words, he grabbed the log with both hands and started to knock it about unmercifully. Yet-might someone be hidden in it? If so, the worse for him. Here it is-a piece of common firewood, good only to burn in the stove, the same as any other. “Where did that voice come from, when there is no one around? Might it be that this piece of wood has learned to weep and cry like a child? I can hardly believe it. Mastro Cherry grew dumb, his eyes popped out of his head, his mouth opened wide, and his tongue hung down on his chin.Īs soon as he regained the use of his senses, he said, trembling and stuttering from fright: “Oh, oh! You hurt!” cried the same far-away little voice. He struck a most solemn blow upon the piece of wood. “It can easily be seen that I only thought I heard the tiny voice say the words! Well, well-to work once more.” “Oh, I see!” he then said, laughing and scratching his Wig. He turned frightened eyes about the room to find out where that wee, little voice had come from and he saw no one! He looked under the bench-no one! He peeped inside the closet-no one! He searched among the shavings-no one! He opened the door to look up and down the street-and still no one! What a look of surprise shone on Mastro Cherry’s face! His funny face became still funnier. But as he was about to give it the first blow, he stood still with arm uplifted, for he had heard a wee, little voice say in a beseeching tone: “Please be careful! Do not hit me so hard!” He grasped the hatchet quickly to peel off the bark and shape the wood. I shall use it to make the leg of a table.” Rubbing his hands together happily, he mumbled half to himself: His real name was Mastro Antonio, but everyone called him Mastro Cherry, for the tip of his nose was so round and red and shiny that it looked like a ripe cherry.Īs soon as he saw that piece of wood, Mastro Cherry was filled with joy. I do not know how this really happened, yet the fact remains that one fine day this piece of wood found itself in the shop of an old carpenter. Just a common block of firewood, one of those thick, solid logs that are put on the fire in winter to make cold rooms cozy and warm.

Once upon a time there was a piece of wood.

“A king!” my little readers will say immediately. How it happened that Mastro Cherry, carpenter, found a piece of wood that wept and laughed like a child. Adults may wish to review the story before reading to their child if they know them to be sensitive to violence.Ĭhapter 1 The Piece of Wood That Laughed and Cried Like a Child It is quite different to the Disney classic you may be familiar with, and contains some violence. This is the original English version of the Pinocchio story, a traditional Italian fairy tale.

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