Cinderella
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Antique Cinderella


"All right, girls, quiet down." 
"Okay, Daddy!  Read us the story about Cinderella," said Ally and Sarah to their father, Albert.  
    Albert was very tired that night, and could not get his restless daughters to bed.  So, he decided to put down the traditional storybook he had picked up and create his own version of "Cinderella" from an old book that he remembered reading when he was a child.  In order to make the story more interesting, he decided to tell the story from the point of view of a little bird named Chipper. 
"Once upon a time," began Albert.

    Once upon a time?  Why do all these stories start with once upon a time?  Forget about the once upon a time and let me tell you what really happened to Cinderella.  My name is Chipper, and I am one of Cinderella's dearest friends.  I am a songbird who has seen her through some tough times.  The death of her mother was one of the most difficult times for her.  I remember sitting on the windowsill watching her hold her mother's hand as she said her last goodbyes.  Her tears broke my heart, and we spent many days together by her mother's grave just enjoying each others' company.  After her mother's death, Cinderella's father decided to remarry.  If you ask me, Cinderella would have been much better off without any mother at all than with the witch that her father chose for her.  This old hag was absolutely the worst woman I have ever met, and her two daughters were no treat either.  Poor Cinderella had to do so many chores that I hardly ever got to see her.  For years Cinderella grew up without a place to call home, and when I did get to see her I got shooed off by her evil stepmother.  Boy, did those shoes she threw at me hurt!
 
    At this point, Albert got up and demonstrated for the girls exactly how Chipper escaped the evil stepmother's shoe by frantically flapping his arms and running around the room.  Ally and Sarah just stared at him in amazement.  After several minutes, Albert sat down, out of breath, and continued his story. 
   
     I was flying by the castle one day when I overheard the prince talking about his upcoming ball.  He was making preparations to take a wife, and he wanted to meet his future bride at the ball.  He was going through the guest list when I noticed that Cinderella's name was not on it, so I took it upon myself to snatch up an invitation for her.  I flew quickly into the open window and took the invitation right out of his hand.  Luckily the prince did not have very good aim or else I would have become somebody's dinner!  After I so tactfully avoided the prince's gunshots, I immediately took the invitation to Cinderella.  She was sitting in her usual spot by the fireplace in the kitchen.  She seemed pleased to see me, and was happy to find that the invitation was for her.  A week went by before her plan to go to the ball was discovered, and I found Cinderella weeping by her mother's grave.  I asked her what was wrong and she said that her stepmother had forbidden her to go to the ball.  I was infuriated!  I flew away as fast as my little wings would take me and I called for a meeting of my furry friends.  Janet the Bunny and a few other songbirds met me by the oak tree and we discussed what we were to do.  We decided to help Cinderella get ready for the ball by helping her make a dress.  The dress was golden with a beautiful sash across the front.  We also managed to grab a pair of glass slippers from the glassblowers shop in the village, which was another narrow escape for me.  Finally, when it was all finished, we placed the dress and slippers on Cinderella's mother's grave.  When she discovered what we had done for her, she cried tears of joy.  She got dressed immediately and hurried off for the grand ball.  I do not know what happened at the ball, but I think it went well because Cinderella was singing and dancing for days after the ball. 
    The only thing I know for sure is that she had lost one of the glass slippers I had gotten for her.  This slipper found its way back to her when the prince landed on Cinderella's doorstep.  She answered the door with a gasp and let the prince in.  Cinderella did not have a chance to talk to the prince because she and I were both shooed out of the room.  We watched from the kitchen as both of her stepsisters tried on the slipper.  The slippers would not fit, so their mother went and got a knife.  I was shocked to see her cut off each girl's pinkie-toe to make the shoe fit!  I think the prince was shocked as well because he quickly took his leave of the house.  Cinderella began to cry as she watched her last chance for happiness walk out the door.  She turned to me and told me how she had fallen in love with the prince at the ball and how they had danced all night long.  Watching her cry like that broke my heart.  I quickly flew out the open window and grabbed the glass slipper out of the prince's hand.  He chased me back through the house and into the kitchen where Cinderella sat by the fireplace.  He took the slipper from me and placed it gently on her foot.  It fit!  He wiped the tears from her eyes and kissed her.  The next week they were married.  Cinderella was the most beautiful princess in all the land, and when her evil stepmother and stepsisters tried to beg for her forgiveness, she banished them!  I am not sure what happened to them, but a few pigeon friends of mine said that the evil women made a delicious meal.  I ended up living in the castle, and we all lived happily ever after.

The end. 

Ally and Sarah stared at their dad appalled by what they had heard.  Could that be the Cinderella story they had seen on TV?
"Well, girls, how did you like the story?" asked Albert.
"Daddy, I don't think that's the right story," said Ally.
"Um, it's okay, girls.  Just go to sleep now," pleaded Albert.
Albert quickly turned out the lights and left the room.


Cinderella


Author's Note:  I kept the story in its original setting, but the narrator of the story is a friend of Cinderella's.  The narrator is a songbird who tells the story of how Cinderella goes from a commoner to a princess.  Most of the details of the original story are kept in my version of the story.  These details were not considered suitable for children when the Grimm Brothers were collecting these stories.  In our modern society, however, these details are hardly considered graphic and most children have seen something like this or something equivilant to it.  I tried to shorten the story quite a bit, but it was very difficult to do.  This story  has a lot of details that I really wanted to keep in the story, so most of the details are short and do not have a lot of explanation.  I am counting on people's prior knowledge of the story of Cinderella to aid them in their reading of this version of it.  Some of the details that I added are mostly about the narrator of the story and his perspective on Cinderella's magical transformation from a despondent housemaid to a beautiful princess.  This version of the story is very different from the versions we are familiar with today, such as the Disney version.  It contains graphic details that add a new twist to a very common story.

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Bibliography:  Story:  Cinderella
                          Author:  Jacob and Wilhelm Grimm
                          Book:  Household Tales
                          Year Published:   1884
                          Web Source:  Surlalune Fairy Tales

Image Information:  Walt Disney's version of Cinderella.  Oregon Live
                                    An older version of the classic Cinderella.  Surlalune Fairy Tales
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