Create a new Charlie and The Chocolate Factory-character | Hannah

Create a possible character that could be included in the group. Your character should have a flaw, just like Violet, Augustus, Mike, or Verruca do. Write two short paragraphs about your character: one about the character’s flaw and one about what happens to the character in the factory. 

Michael Penniman

Lanky, skinny boy with a head full of brown bouncy curls, big blue eyes

Awkward, nerdy, but very intelligent and talented (sings, dances, knows a lot about science, speaks 5 languages and is a very advanced and enthusiastic rock climber)

‘We’re now entering quite dangerous surroundings, as you can see.’ Mr. Wonka suggested towards the uncountable amount of little DANGER signs. As all of us filed in and one closed the door of the next room behind us, we finally look around and I can imagine shock appearing on all of our faces. As I’m saying ‘look around’ I of course mean: look up. We found ourselves at the foot of a humongous mountain and behind that more mountains. They seemed to go on forever. They were huge, pink, blue, green, yellow. ‘Candy Rock!’ Screamed mr. Wonka vivaciously.  ‘Candy Rock!’ He said again, as we all looked at him rather flabbergasted. It was unlike anything we’d seen all day. Michael was the one who stepped forward. With his bony shoulders, unusual tentacle-like arms and big, wide spread open eyes, he came across as some degree of terrified. But when he opened his mouth, he turned out to be a very polite and happy young man. If only he could stop talking about everything he was so good at. Naturally it shouldn’t have surprised us that he was supposedly very good at rock climbing, too.

‘Let me have a go, please.’ He asked as he as much towered over Mr. Wonka. Who politely took a step back, looked over his shoulder and looked back up and down Micheal. ‘No. I don’t think so.’ Is what mr. Wonka said. ‘Oh, but please. It looks amazing. What an opportunity it would be to be climbing such rocks.’

‘No. I don’t very much think so, young lad.’ Replied Mr. Wonka. ‘It is very much so not safe at all.’ Again he waved in the general direction of the DANGER signs. ‘It is indeed very dangerous.’ Mr. Wonka said to himself. As if he were to be pondering on the fact why again it was that he put those signs there. Michael looked, with terrified eyes, at mr. Wonka, like he didn’t believe what the man was saying. He looked at his mom, who was very boney, tall and looked rather terrified as well, and then he seemed to have decided something. He eyes narrowed just a tiny bit. Where all day he walked as though he was afraid he would bump his head, he now straightened up and put his chin in the air, which made him appear almost like a giant. ‘I would like to climb those rocks.’ Is what he stated. ‘And I will.’

‘Oh my dear boy, there is no possible scenario I can think of where you would climb those rocks.’ He sighed and looked up at the mountains. ‘Much much much too dangerous.’ Mr. Wonka muttered to himself. ‘Very dangerous indeed.’ All of us stared at mr. Wonka and Michael in turns.

Michael’s mum, Mrs. Penniman who’d been quiet all day, was fidgeting with the collar of Michael’s blouse. ‘Dear, I know you want to, but it’s best if you didn’t.’ She whispered to him.

‘Mum. I can make my own decisions. I want to do this. And I’m going to. Now.’

And with that he stalked off to the oempaloempa’s who were axe digging at the foot of the nearest mountain. 

Less than three,

A teacher to be,

Hannah