The Wonderful Wizard of Oz

Scene 0: Kansas

In Kansas, there was an old farm, with a barn, farmhouse and another cellar door for future storms. The farm appeared to be the Gale's Farm. Dorothy lived in the midst of the great Kansas prairies, with Uncle Henry, who was a farmer, and Aunt Em, who was the farmer's wife. The camera pans to Dorothy, kneeling down on her knees and continuing to pick out the eggs from the hens. Their house was kinda big, for the lumber to build it had to be carried by wagon many miles. She glanced Toto—sitting and watching her, doing her tasks on the farm per usual. As Dorothy patted her dog's head, Toto.

Dorothy sat on the farmhouse step, the warm sun shining down as she playfully tossed a stick for Toto. The little dog bounded after it, tail wagging excitedly. Nearby, Aunt Em and Uncle Henry busied themselves with chores, their voices occasionally rising above the sounds of the farm. Aunt Em wiped her brow, glancing over at Dorothy with a smile, while Uncle Henry adjusted his hat, focused on the day's work. It was a peaceful moment, filled with the simple joys of country life.

"Toto, you're hilarious," said Dorothy.

In the quiet farmlands of Kansas, life was simple for Aunt Em, Uncle Henry, Dorothy, and her little dog, Toto. Every day began just before dawn, when the morning sun was barely peeking over the endless plains, casting a soft, golden glow across the landscape. Uncle Henry would be the first to rise, slipping into his worn boots and heading out to tend to the chickens and check on the crops. His hands were rough from years of hard work, but he moved with a gentle patience, knowing every corner of the land he had spent a lifetime cultivating.

Aunt Em, who was practical and no-nonsense, would follow close behind, her apron tied tightly around her waist, ready to start the day's chores. Her mornings began with feeding the animals, milking the cows, and gathering eggs, her movements swift and efficient. Dorothy, meanwhile, would sleep in just a little longer, until the smell of breakfast—fresh biscuits, eggs, and sausage—began wafting through the house, nudging her awake. She'd quickly dress and join her aunt and uncle in the kitchen, where they'd share a hearty breakfast before the day's real work began.

After breakfast, Dorothy would help Aunt Em with the household chores. There were floors to sweep, laundry to wash, and vegetables to prepare from the garden. Despite the routine, Dorothy found joy in each small task, especially when she had Toto scampering by her side, yipping excitedly at the chickens and darting between her feet. Whenever Dorothy grew weary, she would sneak a glance at Aunt Em, who rarely seemed tired and wore a soft, contented expression as she worked.

By midday, Uncle Henry would take a break from his work in the fields to share lunch with the family, and they'd sit on the porch, shaded from the sun, enjoying the breeze that swept across the prairie. Dorothy loved these moments, watching the clouds drift lazily by and imagining them as fantastical shapes—dragons, castles, and faraway lands. Sometimes, she would talk about her dreams of seeing more of the world, of adventures beyond the farm. Aunt Em would smile gently, while Uncle Henry would nod thoughtfully, though they were both rooted firmly in their love for the land and their Kansas home.

As the afternoon stretched on, Dorothy would sometimes take Toto for a walk along the fence line, skipping and singing little songs while Toto darted after birds or sniffed out hidden trails. She'd wave to Uncle Henry working with the plow or laugh as Aunt Em hung clothes to dry, the linens billowing like sails in the wind. She felt a deep peace here, surrounded by her family and the simplicity of farm life. 

A while later, Aunt Em, Dorothy, and Uncle Henry are seated around a modest dinner table, sharing a meal together. Aunt Em, a gentle yet practical woman, sits with a look of quiet warmth, her hands resting on her lap as she listens. Dorothy, young and curious, is at the edge of her seat, looking eagerly at her aunt and uncle, her eyes wide with wonder. Uncle Henry, a hardworking, reserved man, has a calm, thoughtful expression as he speaks, occasionally glancing toward Dorothy with a reassuring smile. The setting is simple and rustic, with a cozy, old-fashioned charm to the room. A warm light fills the scene, casting soft shadows, creating a sense of family warmth and togetherness.