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The secret garden [sound recording (audio book)] / Frances Hodgson Burnett.

By: Burnett, Frances Hodgson, 1849-1924.
Contributor(s): Marshall-Gardiner, Jessica | Reid, Beryl, 1920-1996 | Walter, Harriet | Reid, Beryl | Reid, Beryl, 1920-1996 | British Broadcasting Corporation | BBC Radio 4 | BBC Worldwide Ltd | British Broadcasting Corporation | BBC Radio 4.
Material type: materialTypeLabelSoundSeries: BBC children's classics: Publisher: [Bath, England] : BBC Audiobooks, p2006Description: 2 audio discs (120 min.) : digital ; 4 3/4 in.Content type: spoken word Media type: audio Carrier type: audio discISBN: 1846071100; 9781846071102.Uniform titles: Secret garden. Selections Subject(s): Orphans -- Juvenile fiction | Gardens -- Juvenile fiction | People with disabilities -- Juvenile fictionGenre/Form: Children's audiobooks.
Production Credits: Produced by John Taylor ; music by Elizabeth Parker.
Cast: Beryl Reid ; Harriet Walter ; Jessica Marshall-Gardiner.Cast: Starring Beryl Reid and Harriet Walter ; full cast dramatisation.Narrators: Reader: Beryl Reid, Harriet Walter.Cast: Jessica Marshall-Gardiner, Beryl Reid; supporting cast.Summary: Orphaned, ten-year-old Mary comes to live in a lonely house on the Yorkshire moors and discovers an invalid cousin and the mysteries of a locked garden.
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"The Secret Garden should be on every child's bookshelf."--Amanda Craig, The Time

An enchanting story of transformation and compassion, Frances Hodgson Burnett's The Secret Garden is widely considered to be one of the most important works of children's literature. After her parents die of cholera, Mary Lennox, a difficult and sickly little girl, is brought from India to her mysterious uncle's sprawling estate on the Yorkshire moors. Mary continues in her self-absorbed ways until one day she discovers a hidden and neglected garden adjoining her uncle's mansion. When she meets Ben Weatherstaff, a curt but gentle gardener, and discovers her hidden-away invalid cousin, Colin Craven, the three come together to tend the garden, and Mary's life--as well as the lives of those around her--begins to change in unforeseen ways.

This Modern Library Paperback Classic is set from the text of the first American edition published in 1911.

Praise for The Secret Garden

"It is only the exceptional author who can write a book about children with sufficient skill, charm, simplicity, and significance to make it acceptable to both young and old. Mrs. Burnett is one of the few thus gifted." -- The New York Times

"A BBC Radio 4 full-cast dramatisation".

Compact discs.

Produced by John Taylor ; music by Elizabeth Parker.

Beryl Reid ; Harriet Walter ; Jessica Marshall-Gardiner.

Starring Beryl Reid and Harriet Walter ; full cast dramatisation.

Narrators: Reader: Beryl Reid, Harriet Walter.

Jessica Marshall-Gardiner, Beryl Reid; supporting cast.

Originally broadcast 14 Mar.-11 Apr. 1991.

Orphaned, ten-year-old Mary comes to live in a lonely house on the Yorkshire moors and discovers an invalid cousin and the mysteries of a locked garden.

For children.

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Excerpt provided by Syndetics

The Secret Garden My First Classics Chapter One There's No One Left When Mary Lennox was sent to Misselthwaite Manor to live with her uncle everybody said she was the most disagreeable-looking child ever seen. It was true, too. She had a little thin face and a little thin body, thin light hair and a sour expression. Her hair was yellow, and her face was yellow because she had been born in India and had always been ill in one way or another. Her father had held a position under the English Government and had always been busy and ill himself, and her mother had been a great beauty who cared only to go to parties and amuse herself with gay people. She had not wanted a little girl at all, and when Mary was born she handed her over to the care of an Ayah, who was made to understand that if she wished to please the Mem Sahib she must keep the child out of sight as much as possible. So when she was a sickly, fretful, ugly little baby she was kept out of the way, and when she became a sickly, fretful, toddling thing she was kept out of the way also. She never remembered seeing familiarly anything but the dark faces of her Ayah and the other native servants, and as they always obeyed her and gave her her own way in everything, because the Mem Sahib would be angry if she was disturbed by her crying, by the time she was six years old she was as tyrannical and selfish a little pig as ever lived. The young English governess who came to teach her to read and write disliked her so much that she gave up her place in three months, and when other governesses came to try to fill it they always went away in a shorter time than the first one. So if Mary had not chosen to really want to know how to read books she would never have learned her letters at all. One frightfully hot morning, when she was about nine years old, she awakened feeling very cross, and she became crosser still when she saw that the servant who stood by her bedside was not her Ayah. "Why did you come?" she said to the strange woman. "I will not let you stay. Send my Ayah to me." The woman looked frightened, but she only stammered that the Ayah could not come and when Mary threw herself into a passion and beat and kicked her, she looked only more frightened and repeated that it was not possible for the Ayah to come to Missie Sahib. There was something mysterious in the air that morning. Nothing was done in its regular order and several of the native servants seemed missing, while those whom Mary saw slunk or hurried about with ashy and scared faces. But no one would tell her anything and her Ayah did not come. She was actually left alone as the morning went on, and at last she wandered out into the garden and began to play by herself under a tree near the veranda. She pretended that she was making a flower bed, and she stuck big scarlet hibiscus blossoms into little heaps of earth, all the time growing more and more angry and muttering to herself the things she would say and the names she would call Saidie when she returned. "Pig! Pig! Daughter of Pigs!" she said, because to call a native a pig is the worst insult of all. She was grinding her teeth and saying this over and over again when she heard her mother come out on the veranda with someone. She was with a fair young man and they stood talking together in low strange voices. Mary knew the fair young man who looked like a boy. She had heard that he was a very young officer who had just come from England. The child stared at him, but she stared most at her mother. She always did this when she had a chance to see her, because the Mem Sahib-Mary used to call her that oftener than anything else-was such a tall, slim, pretty person and wore such lovely clothes. Her hair was like curly silk and she had a delicate little nose which seemed to be disdaining things, and she had large laughing eyes. All her clothes were thin and floating, and Mary said they were "full of lace." They looked fuller of lace than ever this morning, but her eyes were not laughing at all. They were large and scared and lifted imploringly to the fair boy officer's face. "Is it so very bad? Oh, is it?" Mary heard her say. "Awfully," the young man answered in a trembling voice. "Awfully, Mrs. Lennox. You ought to have gone to the hills two weeks ago." The Mem Sahib wrung her hands. "Oh, I know I ought!" she cried. "I only stayed to go to that silly dinner party. What a fool I was!" At that very moment such a loud sound of wailing broke out from the servants' quarters that she clutched the young man's arm, and Mary stood shivering from head to foot. The wailing grew wilder and wilder. "What is it? What is it?" Mrs. Lennox gasped. "Someone has died," answered the boy officer. "You did not say it had broken out among your servants." "I did not know!" the Mem Sahib cried. "Come with me! Come with me!" And she turned and ran into the house. After that appalling things happened, and the mysteriousness of the morning was explained to Mary. The cholera had broken out in its most fatal form and people were dying like flies. The Ayah had been taken ill in the night, and it was because she had just died that the servants had wailed in the huts. Before the next day three other servants were dead and others had run away in terror. There was panic on every side, and dying people in all the bungalows. The Secret Garden My First Classics . Copyright © by Frances Burnett. Reprinted by permission of HarperCollins Publishers, Inc. All rights reserved. Available now wherever books are sold. Excerpted from The Secret Garden: A Young Reader's Edition of the Classic Story by Frances Hodgson Burnett All rights reserved by the original copyright owners. Excerpts are provided for display purposes only and may not be reproduced, reprinted or distributed without the written permission of the publisher.

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School Library Journal Review

K-Gr 3 Some stories should not be simplified, and The Secret Garden is one of them. While Howe has done an excellent job of adaptation, capturing important events and retaining the style of the original throughout, this is just not the Secret Garden that has lived for over 75 years to become a classic of children's literature. Reading the adapted version is rather like watching the videotape of a classic old movie like The Wizard of Oz on fast forward. Everything happens too fast. The exquisite characterization that made the fantastic changes in the sour orphan Mary Lennox, her fretful invalid cousin Colin, and his bitter father Archibald Craven seem possible, even logical, are lost. To simplify and shorten the story, two important characters, Ben Weatherstaff, the gardener, and Susan Sowerby, Colin's mother, have been omitted. The accompanying illustrations lack clarity, depth, and harmony. It would be a shame for children to replace the experience of the original with this Reader's Digest version. Constance A. Mellon, Department of Library & Information Studies, East Carolina University, Greenville, N.C. (c) Copyright 2010. Library Journals LLC, a wholly owned subsidiary of Media Source, Inc. No redistribution permitted.

Booklist Review

Gr. 5-7, younger for reading aloud. A combination of full-color illustrations, gray-wash drawings, and small pen-and-ink chapter headings brings new life to a story that has been a favorite of several generations. Filled with detail and a decidedly Edwardian flavor, this handsomely designed offering about the girl who comes to live in a lonely house on the Yorkshire moors and discovers an invalid cousin and a mysterious garden is sure to entice children for years to come. BE. Orphans Fiction / Gardens Fiction / Physically handicapped Fiction / Yorkshire Fiction [CIP] 86-45534

Horn Book Review

The sixteen glossy illustrations that accompany the classic story are saccharine and lifeless. Printed back to back and distributed evenly throughout the book, the pictures are not placed near the text they illustrate. Better editions are available for young readers first meeting Mary, Colin, Dickon, and their secret garden. From HORN BOOK 1993, (c) Copyright 2010. The Horn Book, Inc., a wholly owned subsidiary of Media Source, Inc. No redistribution permitted.

Kirkus Book Review

As copyright expires, here are three ambitious new editions of the old favorite, first published in 1909, about a sour but spunky orphan from India who comes to a huge, servant-run house on the Yorkshire moors and, in finding the key to a long-locked walled garden, also finds the key to healthy growth for both herself and Colin, the manor's invalid heir. Burnett was a romantic, sometimes too sentimental for modern tastes, but this is her masterpiece; sharply characterized, with the appeal of the gloomy, treasure-filled mansion, the mystery of the plaintive child crying out in the night, and, best of all, the marvelous garden coming back to life in the spring as the children learn how to nurture it. The story is still deservedly popular, though it might take an adult willing to share it aloud to make it accessible to slower readers, who may find the bit of Yorkshire dialect and the leisurely length difficult. Best for the purpose is Godine's edition--though the margins are a little skimpy, the overall design is pleasing. Rust's watercolor illustrations, in both color and black-and-white, are plentiful without being intrusive, delicately capturing the emerging growth, Dickon's wild creatures, the children made more attractive (but not too pretty) by health; half-pages and decorative drawings supplement the full-pages and double-spreads, which sometimes surround text and bleed off the page, with the harmonious variety of the garden's luxuriant flowers. Hague's more formal full-page paintings are each confined within the same rectangle, balancing a more generously margined text (in smaller type). Typical Hague, the yellow tone suggests the age of the story; the children are solid and realistically unpretty; but despite the work lavished on detail, the colors are inappropriately muddy and the mannered forms fail to define a coherent space. Hague fanciers will probably be undeterred. As for Random's severely truncated rendition--the garden's magic has been pruned to the extent that there's little life left: not only the descriptions that have painted pictures in the imaginations of generations, but the music and humor of the original's conversations and some pungent characters, notably the old gardener, Ben Weatherstaff, have been purged. Allen's bold, nontraditional paintings are refreshing, but insufficient reason for purchase. Copyright ©Kirkus Reviews, used with permission.