Written by: Storytogrow
Illustrated by: Stella Wei
Powered by: 99Creative Solutions
This is the Fantasy story of Snow White and the Seven Midgets. This Exemplary Story is rethought with a cutting edge turn on being "Fair."
Listen to Snow White while you read along!
Some time ago, a Once upon a time, a princess named Snow White lived in a castle with her father, the King, and her stepmother, the Queen. Her father had always said to his daughter that she must be fair to everyone at court. Said he: “People come here to the castle when they have a problem. They need the ruler to make a fair decision. Nothing is more important than to be fair.”
The Queen, Snow White’s stepmother, knew how much this meant to her husband. At the first chance, she rushed to her magic mirror. “Mirror, mirror, on the wall,” said the Queen. “Who is the fairest of them all?” named Snow White lived in a palace with her dad, the Lord, and her stepmother, the Sovereign. Her dad had consistently shared with his girl that she should be reasonable for everybody at court. Said he: "Individuals come here to the palace when they have an issue. They need the ruler to pursue a fair choice. Nothing is a higher priority than to be fair."
The Sovereign, Snow White's stepmother, knew how much this intended to her significant other. At the main opportunity, she raced to her enchanted mirror. "Reflect, reflect, on the wall," said the Sovereign. "Who is the most attractive of all?
"Snow White is the most attractive of all!" said the Enchanted Mirror.
"What?!" hollered the Sovereign. "Nobody is more fair than I! The Sovereign priority the best of everything - that's what everybody knows. What could be all the more fair?"
"Snow White is the most attractive of all!" rehashed the Enchanted Mirror.
"What do you know - that is no joke!" thundered the Sovereign. What's more, she stomped off.
In any case, the Sovereign was annoyed. So annoyed was she that the Sovereign chose to be freed of the young lady, for the last time.
"I can hardly stand by one more day!" she pronounced. The Sovereign required her worker, a huntsman. "Track down motivation to bring Snow White profound into the forest," she said, pointing her long finger at the worker. "Then kill her."
The huntsman was stunned! Be that as it may, she was the Sovereign and what else was there to do? The following day he brought Snow White into the forest. As he attracted his blade to kill her, Snow White pivoted.
“Look,” she said, taking something out of her pocket. “You have always been good to me.” She held in front of him six perfect arrowheads that she had carefully shaped. “Do you like them?” she said. “They are for you.”
“Snow White,” said the huntsman. “I cannot do this!”
“Of course you can take these,” said Snow White.
"That's not what I meant," said the servant. He dropped to his knees. “How can I say this to you? The Queen, your step-mother, ordered me to kill you,” he said. “But I cannot!”
“She did what?” Snow White called out with alarm.
“You must run away!” said the huntsman. “Far into the woods. Now! And never come back to the castle!”
Snow White turned and ran into the woods as fast as she could. Deeper and deeper she ran. It was getting dark, and the wolves were starting to howl. She tripped and her skirt was torn. Tall tree branches seemed to reach down to the very ground to grab her. She was scratched, bleeding and scared. Yet she ran on and on.
Then all of a sudden, far away, there was a light. Who was living so deep in the woods? She stepped up closer. It was a cottage! Yet no sound came from the cottage, only light from the windows.
“Hello?” she said, knocking softly on the door. “Hello?” No answer. The door was a little bit open. She opened it some more and stepped in. “Hello, is anyone home?”
She looked around. What a mess! She had never seen a messier living room.
“This cottage may be the biggest mess I ever saw,” she thought. “But it's a roof over my head for tonight. Maybe if I clean up around here, I can earn my sleep.”
As she cleaned, she thought of someone she already missed. Before her father had re-married, she and a Prince who lived in the next kingdom were getting to know each other. They would take long walks in the royal garden and tell each other stories, and laugh.
After the Queen had moved into the castle, her stepmother had made a new rule – no more visitors. Now the Prince had to slip over the palace gate in secret. He would call out to her from under her window and they could talk a bit that way. It wasn’t as good as the long walks but it was the best they could manage.
Now that she had to run away from home, would she ever see him again?
After Snow White cleaned up the living room, she went upstairs. On the second floor, there were seven little beds lined up in a row, as if for children. Tired from cleaning, Snow White yawned and lay across all seven of the beds. Soon she fell fast asleep.
In the meantime, the Seven Dwarfs were heading home from a long day of working in the jewel mines. When they opened the door, you can imagine their surprise when they saw their cottage all cleaned up!
“What kind of magic is this?” said one of the Dwarfs, whose name was Doc.
“I wouldn’t mind more magic like this!” said another of the Dwarfs with a smile. His name was Dopey.
“We'd better check upstairs,” said another Dwarf, whose name was Grumpy. “Something is fishy around here, that’s for sure.”
There – lying across all their beds, was a young lady, fast asleep.
“Who are you?” said all the Dwarfs at once.
Snow White bolted awake. The Seven Dwarfs could tell she was as surprised as they were. Soon they all relaxed and shared their stories.
Snow White learned their names – Bashful, Doc, Dopey, Grumpy, Happy, Sleepy, and Sneezy. She told them all about her step-mother. That her stepmother had tried to get the huntsman to kill her, that the huntsman had set her free in the woods, and that she could never go back home again.
“Stay here, with us,” said Bashful.
“That’s sweet,” said Snow White. “But if I were to stay here at your home, I would have to do something for all of you.”
“You already cleaned up our place,” said Sneezy.
“Keeping the house clean will be easy,” said Snow White, “as long as we all pitch in. I will let everyone know what part they can do, and I will do my share too, of course.”
“That’s fair,” said Happy.
“But there must be something else I can do for you,” said Snow White.
The Seven Dwarfs shrugged.
“Do you know how to read?” said Doc. "We have these books filled with wonderful tales and would love to be able to read them." And so it was agreed that Snow White would teach them how to read.
To celebrate their new friendship, Snow White and the Seven Dwarfs sang and danced the night away.
The next morning before they left for work, the Seven Dwarfs warned Snow White she must not open the door to anyone. After all, who knows what evil her stepmother might do? The princess nodded in agreement, and the Dwarfs left the house. The princess prepared her first reading lesson. She also prepared a good hot meal for the Seven Dwarfs when they returned home that night. And so the days passed.
Back at the castle, the Queen marched up to her mirror. “Mirror, mirror on the wall," she demanded. "Who is the fairest of them all?”
“Snow White is the fairest of them all!” said the Magic Mirror.
“That’s impossible!” screamed the Queen. “The girl is no longer alive!”
“Snow White lives!” said the Magic Mirror. And an image was shown on the mirror of Snow White living in the cottage of the Seven Dwarfs.
The Queen turned red with rage. She screamed, “Who does she think she is?! Snow White will not get away with this!”
At the cottage of the Dwarfs the next afternoon, when the Seven Dwarfs were away at work, there was a knock on the door.
“Who is it?” said Snow White. She remembered the warning of the Seven Dwarfs not to open the door to anyone.
“It’s only a poor old woman,” came a squeaky voice, “selling apples.” Yet it was the evil Queen, disguised as an old woman. “It’s raining out here, my dear,” said her voice through the door. “Please let me in.”
“Poor thing," thought Snow White, "having to go door to door selling apples in the rain." And so she opened the door.
“Take a look at this big red apple,” said the old woman, who as you know by now was really the Queen in disguise. She held the red apple close to Snow White’s face. “Lovely, my dear, isn’t it?”
“I would like very much to buy your apple,” said Snow White. “But I have no money.”
“That fine comb in your hair will make a good trade,” said the old woman.
“Well, all right then!” said Snow White. She took the comb out of her hair and gave it to the old woman, who then gave her the apple. Snow White took a big bite. Alas, the fruit was poisoned! At once, Snow White fell to the ground in a deep sleep.
“YES!” shouted the Queen, pumping the air with her fists.
Just then the door flew open. In marched the Seven Dwarfs, home from the day's work. Shocked indeed they were to find Snow White lying on the floor and what must be her stepmother beside her, laughing!
They chased that evil Queen out the door, and into the storm. Up to the very top of a mountain they chased her. All of a sudden, lightning hit the mountain! The Queen fell, and she was never seen again.
But there was nothing to help poor Snow White. She stayed absolutely still in her deep sleep. The Seven Dwarfs gently lifted her into a glass coffin. Day and night they kept watch over her.
One day, the Prince happened to pass through. Ever since he had learned that Snow White was missing at the castle, he was searching for her, far and wide. Now he had finally found her, but in such a state! The Prince pulled open the glass coffin. Her face seemed so fresh, even in that deep sleep.
He delicately took one of Snow White's hands in his own and kissed it. On the double, Snow White's eyes opened! With Affection's Most memorable Kiss, the detestable Sovereign's spell was everlastingly gone. Presently nothing held up traffic for Snow White and the Ruler to be together for eternity. They got back to the Sovereign's realm and lived cheerfully ever later.
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