Saturday, March 31, 2012

Cinderella tale



In a kingdom, there was a beautiful and kind hearted girl. She lived with her stepmother and two step sisters because her parents had died. At the house, she was always asked to do all the housework. She was always yelled at and only fed once a day by her stepmother. Her cruel stepsisters called her “Cinderella” because she always looked dirty and dusty. Cinderella meant girl who was dirty and full of dust.
After some time, one day came the royal bodyguard who spread the invitation letter from the palace for everyone to come to the ball. “This is fun…we’ll go and dress up as pretty-pretty.” If I were a princess, mother must be happy”, the step sisters said.
Awaited day arrived, the two stepsisters began to dress up happily. Cinderella was very sad because she was not allowed by her sisters to come at the palace. After all went to the ball, Cinderella back to her room. She was crying loudly because her heart was so upset. “I cannot go to the palace with dirty clothes like this, but I want to go”.
Not long there was a voice, “Cinderella, stop crying”, when Cinderella turned around, she saw a fairy. The fairy smiled kindly, “Cinderella, please take four rats and two lizards”. Once everything was collected by Cinderella, fairy carried rodents and lizards to the pumpkin patch in the backyard. “Voila!” as she spread her magic, there was a miracle. The pumpkin turned into a coach. The mice turned into four horses and lizard turned into two coachmen. The last, Cinderella turned into a beautiful princess, wearing a beautiful gown.
Because happy, Cinderella started dancing around in circles with glass slippers like a butterfly. The fairy said, “Cinderella, the magic effect will disappear after midnight chimes stopped”. “Therefore, please go home before midnight”. “Yes, grandma, thank you, “replied Cinderella. Golden coach set off to bring Cinderella to the palace. After arriving at the palace, she went directly to the palace hall.
Once inside, the views of all attended were on Cinderella. They were very impressed with the beauty of Cinderella. The prince continued to dance with Cinderella. “A woman like you are my desire all this time”, said the prince.
Cinderella forgot the time. Clock began to strike twelve times. “Sorry I have to leave prince…”, Cinderella pulled her hand from the prince, and soon ran out the palace. In the middle of the way, she lost one of her glass slippers, she kept running. The prince chased her, but he lost her track. In the middle of the stairs, the prince picked up Cinderella’s slippers, and determined to find her. The next day, the guards sent by prince visited every house in the kingdom to find the girl whose foot fitted the glass slipper.
Both Cinderella’s sisters tried on the slipper, but their feet were too big.  They forced  their feet to put into the glass slipper until their feet  blistered. At that time, the guards saw Cinderella. “Hey you, please try this slipper on”, he said. Cinderella’s stepmother was angry, “The slipper will not fit her foot!” Cinderella then put her foot into the slipper. Apparently the slipper fitted her foot perfectly. “Ah! You’re the princess”, exlaimed the guards happily.
“Cinderella, congratulations..., “Cinderella looked back, the fairy was standing behind her. “From now on live happily with the prince”. Once the fairy read spell, Cinderella turned into a princess who wore a wedding dress. “The effect of this magic will not dissapear even if the clock struck twelve times”, said the fairy. Cinderella and the prince went to the palace escorted by rats and birds which have been the friends of Cinderella.
Arriving at the palace, the prince greeted her, smiling happily. Finally Cinderella married the prince and they lived happily ever after.

Copied from the book published by Pustaka Dunia


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