Soon I found myself in a cornfield where the plants towered over me.
It took me an hour to walk across the field.
The tops of the nearby trees were so high I could barely see them.
I was about to go into the next field when I saw another giant approaching.
His steps were enormous and shook the ground.
Terrified, I hid in the corn and hoped that he would not notice me.
He shouted something with a voice like thunder.
Seven more giants joined him.
He seemed to be a farmer, and the other giants seemed to be his farm workers.
He pointed into the field and gave his workers some instructions.
Quickly, they began to cut down the corn with their knives.
I kept moving away as the giants came closer.
Finally, I came to an area where the corn had been knocked down, perhaps by a strong wind.
The fallen plants blocked my way and I could not escape.
I was afraid that one of the giants would cut me to pieces.
I lost all hope of ever seeing my family again and lay down on the ground in despair.
"My poor wife and children," I thought to myself.
"What will they do if I die here?
I was a fool to come on this journey.
I should have stayed home."
I thought of Lilliput and of how I had been a giant there.
I felt tiny and unsafe in this place full of giants.
Once again, I felt the ground shake as a giant came closer.
Suddenly, his huge foot was right above me.
"Stop! Please don't hurt me!"
I screamed as loud as I could.
The giant took a step backward and looked around for a few seconds.
When he saw me, he picked me up gently between his forefinger and thumb and lifted me to his eye level.
I was so high in the air that I decided not to struggle.
If he dropped me, the fall would kill me.
"Good day, sir," I said to him politely.
Of course, he couldn't understand me.
I tried to appear friendly.
He looked pleased, but his grip was hurting me.
I tried to indicate this with signs, which he seemed to understand.
He put me carefully into his pocket and walked over to his master, the farmer.
The master listened as his worker explained how he had found me.
Then the worker put me gently on the ground.
I stood up and walked back and forth slowly to show that I was not going to run away.
I took off my hat and bowed to the farmer as if he were someone of great importance.
I spoke as loudly as I could so that the farmer could hear me.
After examining me for a while, the farmer seemed to realize that I was some kind of human.
He spoke to me in his language, but his voice was so loud that it hurt my ears.
I spoke to him in all the languages I knew, but we could not understand each other.
The master spread his handkerchief on his hand and put his hand near the ground.
Then he made signs for me to step onto his hand.
I did so and lay down.
He folded his handkerchief around me so that I would not fall off his hand.
Walking slowly, he carried me to his house.
When we arrived there, he called his wife and showed me to her.
She took one look at me and screamed in fright.
When she saw my polite behavior toward her husband, however, she became very friendly.