Meeting Willy Wonka

It was a miracle! My little sister Charolette, Charlie for short, had won a Golden Ticket!
It was the the first good thing that had ever happened to her in her entire 11 years. And she asked me to go with her! Now, here we are on October 1st, sitting outside Willy Wonka's Chocolate Factory,
waiting for the clock to strike 10:00 AM.

Two other girls had won a ticket and two boys. One of the girls' father was advertising for his automotive company. The other girl was yelling at her father saying, "I want to go in first, before anybody else!". The brown haired boy was saying hi to all his friends in Marble Falls, Arizona.
The other boy was eating a donut. His mother took the donut away from him saying, "Save some room for later."

"Anya, I'm nervous." Charlie said to me.

"Now why are you nervous?" I asked. "You're ging into Willy Wonka's Chocolate Factory."

"But what if he's mean?" Charlie asked. "What if he doesn't like me?"

"I can't imagine a candyman being mean." I said. "And why wouldn't he like you? You're the sweetest kid here."

"You're right." said Charlie, reassured. "I can't believe it. We did it. We're actually going in!"

Just then, the clock began to strike 10:00 AM. Everybody was looking at the door, waiting for the famous Willy Wonka to come out.

As the clock struck for the last time, the door opened and a man came out. He was walking with a cane and seemed to be crippled.

When the man, who we all assumed to be Willy Wonka, was about 10 feet away from the gate, his cane got stuck between some cobblestones. When Mr. Wonka realized this, he began to fall forward but at the last second,did a somersault and jumped back up. We all cheered. He had fooled us all.

"Thank you, thank you." said Mr. Wonka."Welcome. Welcome to my chocolate factory." He gestured to the winners and their family members. "Would you come forward please?"

"Get back!" yelled one of the fathers. "Come on, Veruca, sweetheart!"

Charlie and I were left at the back of the line. I looked at Charlie. She didn't look happy. "Don'tworry."
I said. "Best for last, right?" Charlie smiled and nodded. We turned to Mr. Wonka.

"Welcome." said Mr. Wonka. "It's nice to have you here. This is going to be such an exciting day. I hope you enjoy it. I think you will." He turned to the first girl. "Now, will you please show me your Golden Tickets?"

The first girl handed Mr. Wonka her ticket. "I'm Veruca Salt."

Dear, Veruca. What a pleasure. How pretty you look in that lovely mink coat." Mr. Wonka turned to the man with Veruca. " And Mr. Salt. Overjoyed to see you sir. Would you just step over there."

The fat boy stepped forward. "Augustus Gloop." he introduced himself in a heavy German accent.

"Augustus, my dear boy. How good to see you and in such fine shape!" Mr Wonka turned to the woman with Augustus. "And this must be the radiant Mrs. Gloop. Over there, dear lady."

The next girl stepped forward. "Violet Beauregarde."

"Darling child. Welcome to Wonka's." Mr. Wonka greeted her.

"What kind of gum you got here?" was all Viotet had to say.

"Charming. Charming!" Mr. Wonka turned to the man with Violet

"Sam Beauregarde, here!" the man said quite loudly in an announcer's voice. He started telling Mr. Wonka about his automotive company.

When Mr. Beauregarde was finished, the next boy stepped up. " I'm Mike Teavee." He took out his toy gun and pretended to shoot Mr. Wonka. " Wham! You're dead!"

Mr. Wonka clutched his stomache, pretending to be shot. " Ohhh! Wonderful to meet you, Mike." He turned to the woman with Mike. "And Mrs. Teavee. How do you do? What an adorable little boy you have."

"Thank you."said Mrs Teavee

It was now Charlie's turn. She handed Mr. Wonka her Golden Ticket. "I'm Charolette Bucket. But everybody calls me Charlie."

"Well, well, well, Charlie Bucket." said Mr. Wonka. "I read all about you in the papers. I'm so happy for you."Mr. Wonka turned to me and shook my hand. "And who is this? She's far too young to be your mother."

Now that I had a better look at Mr. Wonka,I could tell what he looked like. He was wearing tan dress pants and a purple velvet tailcoat. Under the tail coat was a flowered sparkling vest. On his head was a brown top hat. He had curly blonde hair and the most stunning blue eyes.

"This is my older sister, Anya." said Charlie. "She's 25."

I looked at her. "Thank you for that, Charlie." I said sarcastically. I looked back at Mr. Wonka.

He just smiled and said, " Delighted to meet you. Overjoyed, enraptured, entranced." He looked at all the winners."Are we ready? Yes! Good! In we go!" He grabbed his cane that was still stuck in the cobblestones and led us to the door. Every few seconds, he spun around to make sure we were still following him. When we got to the door, Mr. Wonka stopped and let us in first. I was the last one in. Once I was in, he waved to the crowd, and came in after me.