Little White Whining Hood

Once upon a time there was an annoying, irritating and tiresome little girl called Little White Whining Hood. She was called this because of her horrible, selfish and egocentric personality. She was known to have an explosive temper and to always be miserable. Little White Whining Hood and her family lived in a beautiful little golden cottage in a small village near a magical stream somewhere on the borders of The Chanting Forest. The mother of this dreadful child didn’t resemble her one bit. She was called Lovely Mother Lucia, a heartbroken widow whose husband was enchanted by the magical forest and its mysterious singing birds. This forest has trees that murmur to each other, birds that hum all day and all night, and if you listen closely, you can distinguish the hidden messages. Trees that have witnessed much, whose barks have became home to many, those are the oldest and wisest ones of all. So one day while Tough Father Magnus was strolling alongside the river, he heard a distant call. Ignoring it first, he continued his walk. But the call transformed into a resonating echo in his head and it took over his mind like a virus spreading down your body at a rapid speed. First, your head starts getting heavy and you feel drowsy; then you start to sweat. It runs down your face, down your neck and so on, you feel it stick to your body like a hot, drenched suit. Magnus shrieked a piercing cry and fell to his knees, the voice hissed to him, telling him to go to the forest. But he resisted, his muscles strained and he felt like he was drowning in a series of words, they resonated everywhere he heard them, heard them over and over. After giving all of his effort, he gave up and let himself be charmed by the voice, and at that moment it became a wonderful high-pitched song. The forest swallowed Father Magnus. But that was long ago and Lovely Mother Lucia had forgotten about it. Now she and her naughty daughter lived sorrowfully in their little cottage in that little village. Even though Lovely Mother Lucia was sweet and charming, she truly hated her daughter and her troublesome personality. So one day she decided to get rid of her for good. For days she worried, who would do it? Not her for sure, that would ruin her important reputation as a decent human being. One day she was strolling around the village near the market square when a brilliant idea hit her. Why not call The Big Bad Wolf from The Eliminating Whatsoever Association; he would gobble her up for sure. So she happily skipped home with her clever and devious yet simple plan. Lovely Mother Lucia sat at her kitchen table and took out a pen. She wrote:

Dear Mr. Wolf,

I have an enormous dilemma. So I was wondering if you and your organization could help me resolve this immense crisis. You see, my daughter is very infuriating and I would love to get rid of her, could you help? Please write me back.

L.M. Lucia,

She dropped her pen and sighed, she never thought she would end up sending her only child to her doom; then again she had ruin most of her life by being so disgraceful, wicked and demanding. It was the right punishment. Outside in the open field that separated the village from the river, which longed the vast forest, were her annoying daughter and some other children.

“Little White Whining Hood, why are you always ill-tempered?” asked Nosy Nicolas, as he rolled himself in the humid and refreshing grass.

“Do I ask you questions?” she replied, looking crossed, “anyway, my irritable personality and actions are non of your business. So keep your nose out of my life you filthy brat!” she exclaimed, kicking him in the legs as he continued his intense rolling. But to her surprise, he didn’t shriek or howl in pain as he used too. “Why aren’t you budging, do your legs ache, and do you feel the throbbing pain spread? Do you, do you?” Little White Whining Hood cried as she gave a harsh kick at the hard soil.

“He will not scream for he isn’t intimidated by you anymore, we have learned how to ignore those who annoyed us, so you leave us alone now Little White Whining Hood!” shouted Beautiful Beatrix, she appeared from her hiding spot and behind her submerged a whole army of furious children. They each stepped forward and brandished a stick from their pockets. At first Little White Whining Hood wanted to burst out in laughter, but she soon realized that twenty-five sticks and a mob of ragging kids might lead her into a perilous situation. So she sprinted barefoot across the grass, she felt the freshness beneath her feet, the chilly breeze slash against her face and the cold air wiz through her hair. The mob chased her, they screeched and yield at the top of their lungs, if anyone was walking by they would see a tangle of arms and legs, out of control children and a little girl in a white cape running for her life. Soon she had lost them at a corner, she collapsed onto the pavement and panted. She tried to catch her breath and relax, how did they find the courage to stand up to her? Oh well, she wasn’t planning to go disturb them anymore anyway. Little White Whining Hood sorrowfully dragged herself home; there her mother seemed to be waiting for her.

“Where have you been Little White Whining Hood?” she asked, seeming highly concerned.

“Oh mother, the other children chased me around and I was just able to escape their gripping claws,” answered Little White Whining Hood.

The next day Lovely Mother Lucia received a letter from The Big Bad Wolf, it read.

Dear L.M Lucia,

I would be delighted to dispose of your daughter. I am available on March 11^th(tomorrow) from ten thirty a.m to five p.m so if you could kindly make sure that your daughter is alone somewhere private at exactly that hour because I’ve got other clients to attend to after that. I promise nothing; sometimes the person tends to be agile. My services are provided for a small cost of five dollars per kilogram. So tell me, how much does your daughter weight? Please write me back with the remaining details.

Sincerely, The Big Bad Wolf

Lovely Mother Lucia was overjoyed when she concluded her reading. She cheerfully danced around the kitchen table and sang a merry song. While her mother was celebrating the news, Little White Whining Hood was curled up in a ball, sobbing in the attic. She treasured this place, its boxes full of old and forgotten junk, the stained glass windows that shrieked in the wind and the crackling, wooden floor. Little White Whining Hood always came here when she was troubled, it was where she soothed herself. But it was incredibly difficult for her to do so, for her out of control mother was tap-dancing on the kitchen table. What was this all about? She asked herself, pressing her ear to the wooden floor. Sadly her mother had settled down and was now beckoning her to come. She reluctantly obeyed and slid down the staircase.

“Tomorrow I want you to go visit grandmother, she is very ill and would be delighted to see her beloved granddaughter,” said Lovely Mother Lucia, “and you can bring her a basket full of sweets and a bottle of good red wine. Wouldn’t that be nice, darling?” she asked shrinking down to her daughter’s height. Darling! Darling! She never called her that, something was wrong. Thought Little White Whining Hood.

“But I don’t want to!” she exclaimed, looking crossed.

“Oh, stop your complaining and moaning Little White Whining Hood!” her mother abruptly replied.

The next day, Lovely Mother Lucia sent another letter concerning the last details of the murder. It was all settled. At exactly nine thirty, Little White Whining set out for the forest. The whole village could have heard her hasty footsteps as she bravely marched towards the forest, past the open field and past the stream. Finally she arrived at the large entrance. She gazed around her; there where tall pines and colorful robins joyfully sung while perched on high branches. The pines cast shadows on her, at least that was somber. She liked somber. Little White Whining Hood strolled along the narrow path, there were many animals lurking around, she could feel it. And she was mostly right, The Big Bad Wolf was watching her from an old pine, he smiled his devious smile. As she walked own the path, she heard the wind blow behind her, it sent shivers up her spine. Suddenly, Little White Whining saw a slim figure roaming around the trees. It had glowing red eyes. The mysterious creature crept out of the shadows. He pounced on her. She felt his sharp claws dig deep into her skin and his horrible breath against her neck, but instead of eating her, he stepped back and apologized.

“Oh, I am so very sorry my dear, for a moment there I thought you were a delicious deer,” said the wolf, “ What are you doing alone in the woods?” he asked curiously. “I am going to visit my grandmother and bring her treats,” answered Little White Whining Hood, showing her basket.

“Where does your grandmother live, my dear?” asked the wolf, kindly.

“Near the next village, over there, you see,” added Little White Whining Hood in a strong voice, pointing to a small, white and yellow cottage.

“Oh, I see. Well it was a pleasure meeting you. But I need to go finish a certain task,” the wolf said, heading off into the darkness. The truth was that the wolf found that Little White Whining Hood was too agile for him to devour easily, so he found an alternative. As he cheerfully sneaked around the woods he encountered an unexpected surprise. There, just behind an old oak tree was his most despised rival, The Massive Malicious Mongoose. They had been co-partners at T.E.W.A. He had bloodthirsty, glowing red and menacing eyes, he had razor-sharp teeth used to kill large prey and a golden fur. He had been imported from South Africa, and escaped his cage to come hunt here. This was his territory.

“What are you doing here? I’d think you’d be massacring and annihilating a bear by now,” murmured the wolf under his breath.

“Well after I won my award for best animal slaughterer, I thought I’d take a break, you know, relax and all,” he said proudly, if you asked anyone what The Best Animal Slaughterer Award was, they would always know. “What are you doing here? I’d think you would have retired from shame after that little accident,” The Massive Malicious Mongoose asked, bringing up the time when The Big Bad Wolf had been asked to murder a five-year-old millionaire, but had failed miserably and was embarrassed by his co-workers for a month.

"Oh, come on that was two years ago and the kid had bodyguards the size of bears, what did you want me to do? Anyway I will prove to you that I am a certified and proud T.E.W.A worker. Listen closely, my mission is to go gobble a little girl in a white cape, she is going to go visit her possibly plumy grandmother, which means we get a double meal! Now what do you say, pal?" proposed the wolf, holding out his hand.

"Why not, I am in the mood for something greasy and oily!" replied the now excited mongoose. The animals followed the trail accidently left behind by little White Whining Hood; she had nibbled on the warm and crunchy oak meal cookies, leaving a trail of crumbs. When Little White Whining Hood arrived at her grandmother's small cottage, she had finished two or three cookies, quickly hide them in a bush and rushed to the door.

"Granny, its me, Little White Whining Hood," she exclaimed on the doorstep.

"I am to weary to open the door, sweetie. Push it, its open," said granny in a dry and exhausted voice. Little White Whining Hood entered to see her granny resting in the bed.

"Oh granny, I brought you treats, there’s wine and two and a half cookies," she said, waiving the basket in front of her granny's wrinkled up face. Suddenly there was a loud knock on the door and a grave voice came reasoning into the house.

"Oh granny, open up, its the hum the... interior designer and friend here to paint your bathroom! Yah, that's right, I'm the interior designer," cried the wolf.

"But that's scheduled for next week, or at least I think so," replied granny, a little uncertainly.

"No madam, this is the week of March 18^th, I have a calendar to prove it to you," answered the wolf.

"Oh, well in that case, wait gentlemen I'm coming," said granny, shoving her granddaughter out of her way and dashing for the door. But as soon as she opened it, The Massive Malicious Mongoose gobbled her whole. Little White Whining Hood, despite having being shoved by her granny shrieked in horror. And then began the wild chase around the house. All you could hear was the outrageous racket, shattering glass and panicked meows from Mr. Purr (the annoying, long haired calico cat.) But The Big Bad Wolf had trapped the little and frightened girl in a corner, and he was now prepared to attack. He leaped onto her and slowly munched her down, piece after piece. The two cannibals relaxed after their large meal and took a nap. Somewhere, distantly in the forest Tough Father Magnus was chopping trees when he heard loud snoozing. He followed the heavy snoozing towards granny's house, there he entered and saw the catastrophe. He took his axe, chopped the mongoose's head off and rescued granny who was still intact. She was glowing red with anger so she took the bottle of wine her nasty granddaughter had brought her and chased away the wolf into the deep forest. Tough Father Magnus followed them towards his wife's village. When she saw him, joy took over her and she threw herself into his arms, they hugged and laughed for some time until the decided to mourn and grieve over their lost daughter for only two days. After that they promised to adopt Mr. Purr. And they lived happily ever after without Little White Whining Hood.

Noga`s Draft #1

Cinderella the Sequel
By: Noga Goldman

This is a one of a kind narrative that some people may know. It’s called “Cinderella” .Every thing from Cinderella dreaming of going to the ball to getting married to the prince has all happened in the past. Now let me tell you what happened one year after Cinderella and the prince got married.

It all started when Cinderella had her first baby. The baby’s name was Amanda. Amanda was a sweet, cuddly baby that had brown hair, blue eyes and a lot freckles on her cheeks. When Amanda was born Cinderella’s fairy god mother came to visit her and Cinderella asked the Fairy god mother to cast a glorious spell on Amanda. The Fairy god mother cast this spell “Abra-kadabra bibity bop you will be as beautiful as a swan and as precious as a bunny” but as she said that while waving her golden wand Amanda turned into a cute fluffy bunny!

While the prince got Amanda a carrot from the kitchen, Cinderella started to get frustrated .Cinderella’s face got red, her arms drooping and her voice sounded like a chain-saw. The Fairy god mother tried to calm Cinderella down a bit, she started blabbing about how there is a cure and that every thing is going to be okay…

The moment Cinderella heard there was a cure she started asking a million questions like…“Where is the cure?” or ”What is it made of?” or “Is it healthy?” all the typical questions a mom would ask. The Fairy god mother explained to Cinderella that the cure is in her factory, the cure is made of water and a special potion, the cure tastes like water and it isn’t healthy but Amanda will live.

So Cinderella, the Fairy god mother, the prince and Amanda went to the Fairy god mother’s factory. From the outside they saw a big brown house with a chimney on top, but when they got inside all the walls were full of colours and posters that said were to go if you want to make a potion or find one.

When they got to the potions room they all saw about one thousand potions on five gigantic shelves with about two hundred potions on each! The Fairy god mother flew up with the help of her shiny silver metallic wings and took of the fifth shelf a pink potion that has a picture of a baby and a bunny on it. Then she went into the storage room and took out a baby bottle. The Fairy god mother put the formula in the bottle and said to Cinderella that they should give it to Amanda in the play ground so after she drinks the potion she could play.

They all went to the play ground across the street with the bottle in the Fairy god mothers hand, Amanda in Cinderella’s hands and a half eaten carrot in the princes hand. When they got to the play ground Cinderella heard a familiar sound. It was the sound of someone laughing but an evil laugh. Then when the Fairy god mother was about to feed Amanda the potion Cinderella’s step sisters snatched it from her hand and threw the bottle on the ground. The entire potion flew in the air and landed on the floor!




And They All Did not Live Happily Ever After……
THE END

The before story of Hansel and Gretel

Once upon a time before THE once upon a time before there was a Hansel and before there was a Gretel there was a Hans and there was a Siegfried. Hans was a man of about 20, with sleek black hair, ocean blue eyes that twinkled in the sun, and a dull but kind mind.

Siegfried was a man of about 40, with salt and pepper hair, brown eyes, a slim form and also a dull brain.

Both men were very poor and very hungry. They met one day outside the local superstore and devised a plan to make all their troubles vanish…

 

“Hurry up!” Siegfried whispered, as he and Hans snuck through the back door of Helga’s bakery.

“I’m hurrying, I’m hurrying.” Claus replied, a trace of worry in his voice. They had gone into the bakery theft business when they heard that bakeries had a lot of dough, them not being the brightest bunch (of course) thought that people were referring to money, so first chance they got were in a bakery. After their first successful robbery they realized that although bakeries had money in the cash registers, they were NOT full of the kind of dough they were thinking of. They did enjoy the bread and treats though, so decided to stay in the business as a way of getting food, and also figured it was a good idea because not many other people are in that business.

7 years later Siegfried found himself back in Helga’s bakery for the millionth time, but this time was not like the others. He would usually come to the bakery in secret as a thief, but this time he was here as Helga’s friend. Him and Helga had met a while ago and now were deeply in love with each other. Helga did not have a clue that Siegfried was the one robbing her shop, and ruining her life. They talked in the bakery for a while until Siegfried suggested they go out for dinner. They went to a romantic restaurant and ordered the most expensive thing on the menu.

“Um… I don’t think we should order that,” Helga said, a worried look creased her forehead.

“Why not?” Siegfried replied a puzzled look on his own face.

“well you see I can’t pay for that. I’ve been having some trouble… with the bakery,” she said.

He didn’t know what to say “Oh, I’m so sorry to hear that,” he thought he needed to add something else “so… has there been robberies and theft,” he clapped his hand over his mouth “or um slow business.”

“Someone has been robbing the bakery. Almost every week now 2 men come in and steal absolutely EVERYTHING!” she cried “well at least one of them will soon be caught with a stomach growing the way his is, at least I know someone’s enjoying my baked goods.”

Siegfried looked down at his own growing belly, and then at Helga’s face searching her eyes to make sure she didn’t know it was him, she didn’t have a clue.

 

“Later that very evening Siegfried found himself back in the bakery with a different friend, with Hans. He was busy clearing out the stock room, when Helga’s face popped up in his mind. He wanted to stop but he couldn’t think of another way to get food and money.

As they were on there way out the door Siegfried felt his sides brushing past the door, he knew that if he ate tonights profits he wouldn’t be able to fit next time.

The next week when he came back he had a very queasy feeling in his stomach, and knew he wouldn’t be able to get out the back door without a fight.

As he was forcing his huge body through the door, he heard the sound of sirens as the local police made their rounds. This would be the end of him, he knew he would be caught.

 

He found himself in a jail cell, stuck with 10 years in jail, and a huge amount to pay off.

Hans knew that this was happening, and also knew that he could keep absolutely NO contact with him if he didn’t want to be found out. So he didn’t keep any contact or show any recognition.

Helga figured she had said something wrong and that that was why Siegfried wasn’t keeping in touch with her. She was so overjoyed that the thief was caught.

9 months later Hans was caught as well charged with 10 years as well.

 

The 2 men did not see each other in prison and when they came out went completely separate ways.

Hans went on to marry a lovely wife Greta, while Siegfried married Helga the baker.

 

Siegfried noticed the wrong and harm he had done and decided he had to make the world a sweeter, better place. He wanted everything to be made out of cookies, cake, candy and other treats. He managed to convince Helga without even telling her the real reasoning behind it. They started this dream with their own house. They made most of the walls out of gingerbread covered with icing and candy.

 

Hans found work as a lumberjack, but seeing as that is not a very good business especially when people only want cookies, cakes and candy as building material the market was worse than ever. He once again found himself in the poor house. He tried to get a different job but no one else would hire him seeing as he was an ex-con

 

One terrible day Helga discovered that Siegfried her beloved husband was the one who had ruined her life and business. She was so angry with him that she threatened to leave him and told him she never wanted to see him again.

A few days later Helga realized that she still wanted to be married to him and did want to talk to him and see him. She went to find him, and when the search was finally over she discovered that her beloved Siegfried had died of shame and depression.

 

Helga became very, very, very angry and turned into an evil witch.

She still had the reputation as the towns best baker, and everyone bought her products. She was so angry that she started putting poison in her food, this making hundreds of people die,

 

Hans and Greta were sharing their weekly loaf of bread and cup of milk when a loud gurgling sound came from Greta’s hungry stomach.

“Here you can have my piece of bread,” said Hans, passing her his piece.

Of course they had gotten the bread from Helga’s bakery.

Greta became very weak and died the next day, because the bread was poisoned.

 

Helga’s eyes became very weak because she would spend most of her day crying and rubbing her eyes.

 

Hans married a very evil woman name Hellvetica, and had two children named Hansel and Gretel.

Homework

1. Multi-genre glossaries: adverb, concise and appositive (Mon)

2. Glossary test Monday

3. Post your latest draft and comment on three others according to your rubric (Monday)

4. Binder Check (Monday)

Enjoy your Reading Break!

Cinderella and the Fat Prince

Once upon a time, in a land far, far away, there was a horrendous, and terribly fat girl named Cinderella. But, apart from her looks, Cinderella had a beautiful soul, and she was so kind that even animals loved her.

Cinderella lived with her cruel stepmother, and amazingly gorgeous stepsister. They both treated Cinderella like a servant, and always made fun of her.

Cinderella hated the fact that she had to do all the work and they never did anything, besides shop and gossip, oh and make fun of her.
One day, a royal messenger stopped right outside their door, and said:
“Hear ye, hear ye, all women in this house, and in all the kingdom, are invited to a royal ball, hosted by the king himself! The purpose of this ball is to find a beautiful woman to marry the prince, and to be the next queen!!” then he rode off on his horse, to the next house.
“That means I can go!” Cinderella cried.
Her stepsister and stepmother burst with laughter.
“Imagine, Cinderella dancing with the prince! Plus, remember what the messenger said, “the purpose of the ball is to find a beautiful woman! You? Beautiful? Never!” cackled her stepsister “I can only think of one who would dance with you, the broom!!”
“But the letter says that every girl is invited,” Cinderella begged.
“So it does,” the stepmother agreed, “You may go- if you get all the work done. And, if you find something to wear!”
“Oh, thank you!” said Cinderella. She dashed up the stairs to her room.
Cinderella pulled a big, and simple dress out of her trunk.
“This was my mother’s dress,” she told the mice.
“Isn’t it pretty? It just needs some fixing up… But it will even fit me! My mother looked just like me, that’s what my father always used to say.”The animals had never seen her this ecstatic before!
A skinny mouse named Jaq thought Cinderella would have the most beautiful gown at the ball, but wasn’t sure about her natural look and size. A fat mouse named Gus agreed, but thought her size would be fine.
Cinderella took out her sewing kit.
“I’ll need a sash and some beads,” she said.
Just then her stepmother shouted, “Cinderella! Cinderella!”
Cinderella rushed downstairs, disappointed.
“Cinderella, do your work,” her stepmother ordered, “And dust the drapes and clean the windows and finish the sewing.”
The mice felt sorry for Cinderella.
“Cinderelly, do this! Cinderelly, do that!” Jaq mocked the cruel stepmother.
“Cinderelly will never be able to fix her dress. Then her stepmother won’t have to let her go to the ball” Gus said.
“Poor Cinderelly,” all the mice agreed.
Someone had an idea.
“Why don’t we fix the dress for Cinderelly? We can fix it!”
Everyone wanted to help finish the dress. Gus and Jaq tip toed into the stepsister’s room. She was busy getting ready for the ball.
“This sash is old,” she yelled.
“You can’t wear these beads, they’re disgusting!” hollered the stepmother. She threw them away. Gus and Jaq took the sash and the beads.
“Pretty, pretty!” Gus whispered in awe.
“Shhh!” Jaq hissed, while he snuck back to the attic.
Soon everyone was busy, measuring, cutting, sewing, working hard, all for Cinderella.
Soon it was time to leave for the ball.
“My, my, Cinderella,” the stepmother sneered. “You are not quite ready, what a pity.”
Cinderella slowly walked up the stairs to her room.
“Oh, well, it's just a royal ball,” she said. “It would be boring, and dull…” Cinderella sighed, “And amazingly fun!”
“Surprize!” shrieked the animals as Cinderella entered.
"Oh, it's amazing! Beautiful! Thank you!" Cinderella cried.
"All for you!" the mice replied as Cinderella was changing.
She rushed downstairs, just in time for them to leave.
"Look! Look! I have a dress! I can go to the ball!" Cinderella shouted with joy.
"Well, well, you do… but Cinderella, really, that ugly fat face would never be fit for the prince. You may come, but double chores tomorrow."
"And," her stepsister said eagerly, "You stole that, and that, and that! These are my clothes, do you understand? Mine, mine, mine! Not yours!" she tore the sashes and beads from Cinderella's dress, leaving her in a big mess of big, dirty rags, they left without another word.
"I don’t understand.." Cinderella sniffed, while she ran outside, onto the bench, "Why.. sniff.. they..sniff.. have to be so cruel to me..sniff.."
Suddenly, a bright light shun in Cinderella's eyes, and a plump, old woman popped out of nowhere!
"Who are you?" asked Cinderella, "And how did you get here? Just, so unexpectedly!"
"Well… for your first question, I am your fairy godmother, for your second, I have one answer, well two actually, magic, and fairy school!" replied the fairy godmother.
"Umm, not trying to be rude, but what are you going to do to me exactly?" said Cinderella, shyly.
"Well, that is 100% up to you, honey, you may have whatever you want!"
"Would it be too much to ask to be skinny and beautiful for once?" said Cinderella, politely.
"Not too much at all," replied the fairy godmother, "And for transportation, that pumpkin will do, and those four mice… yes, yes, that seems right, and also, if you don’t mind, the horse, and dog will make fine coach men!" said the fairy godmother, mostly to herself.
"Oh, thankyou! It has always been my wish to be beautiful, for I am always made fun of for my looks… Even if it only lasts awhile, which reminds me, how long will it last?" said Cinderella.
"Well, you see, none of my spells are permanent, so you will have to be back by midnight, that is when the spell will run out and you will return to your normal, self," responded the fairy godmother.
"That will do, I guess," Cinderella whispered.
"Then off you go to the royal ball! Good bye, Cinderella, good bye!"
"Goodbye! And thank you!"
Cinderella was already in the pumpkin, on her way, when she saw her reflection in a pond across the road, she was beautiful, prettier than her stepsister! This was all her dreams, come true! She was filled with joy, and then she saw it, the glorious, huge, majestic castle, right before her eyes. She ran up the stairs, and outside the ballroom, excited already. As she entered, she felt many eyes on her. She heard things like:
"Beautiful! Magnificent! Glorious!"
Also, she distinctly heard her stepmother say, "Doesn’t she look familiar?" and, "I swear I've seen her before!"
When she finally got past all the staring eyes, she ran straight for the prince, who by now was looking very bored, but when she came to him he light up immediately.
"Would you like to dance?" said the prince to Cinderella, shyly.
"Why, yes, yes I would like to dance with you," replied Cinderella.
They started to dance, and then laugh, and even sing together along with their favorite songs, and they were having an amazing time, until the clock suddenly struck midnight.
"Oh, I must go now, I'm so sorry!" said Cinderella
"Why do you have to go so suddenly?" asked the prince, startled.
"No time to explain, but I had a wonderful time, just wonderful! Good night!" she called after her shoulder.
"But Cinderella!" the prince ran and ran, but could not find her, after looking for awhile, he found a glass slipper, very petite and thin, but beautiful, and he knew two things: it belonged to Cinderella, and he needed to find her right away.
The next day, the prince preformed a search for the one girl who's foot fit perfectly in the slipper, and he would marry her, for he would know it was Cinderella. When Cinderella's stepmother found out about this, at first, she wanted to lock Cinderella up, but then thought:
"She's way too big to fit anyway, so I might as well let her embarrass herself in front of the prince!"
When the prince arrived, Cinderella was first to the door. She tried the slipper on right away, knowing that it was her who had danced with the prince, and was so excited! She closed her eyes, too afraid to look, and then slowly, slowly, inch by inch, she put her chubby toes into the slipper, then her whole foot, but wait, it was stuck! She couldn’t get her foot in! Cinderella was so upset, she wanted to burst with tears!
"Let me try it on now!" snapped the stepsister, "I'm sure it will fit me!"
"Ok, here now, I can just try to slip it right on you now," mumbled the prince, "Oh, my! Oh, my! It fits! It fits! The slipper fits! You, fair maiden, are to be my wife, wedded to me by next week, tomorrow even! Yes! We'll have it tomorrow, be ready by 10:00 am, everyone is invited, even servants!" the prince said, grinning, "You will be the new princess!"
Cinderella ran up to her room sobbing, she was supposed to be the princess! she was the one who danced with the prince and fell in love with him! And now she had to go off and watch him marry someone else, whom she hated.
Just then, her stepmother called, "Cinderella! Oh, Cinderella! Come help your stepsister find a dress for her wedding! And start setting up the party room for tomorrow night! Chop, chop‼"
"Coming!" Cinderella yelled, as she wiped all the tears from her face, even though it was probably still reddened.
"Cinderella, why were you crying? Do you have an issue with the marriage arrangement? Even you know that you would never be standing up there, about to marry a prince! You probably won't even ever marry with those terrible looks!" bragged the stepmother, "But no time for talking now, get to work!"
Cinderella fitted the dress, and cleaned the palace, and finally was done all the work, when she realized the wedding was in an hour and she had nothing to wear, and didn’t think anything besides rags would ever fit her. So she made a decision, she would wear the rags of the dress she was planning on wearing to the ball, she didn’t care if it was ripped, she had no one to impress, and no one to love.
At the wedding, after the ceremonies, both families had lunch together, to get to know each other. At first Cinderella didn’t feel like family, but she thought,
"If my stepmother will allow me, then I should allow myself!" and she went along with this thought until she saw how beautiful and handsome everyone in the royal family was. She felt so intimidated, that she was about to get up and leave, when suddenly she saw a fat, ugly man, but he was wearing a royal crown! She couldn’t believe her eyes, a fat and ugly prince? It couldn’t be!
"Umm, would you like to dance?" whispered Cinderella, very shyly.
"Would I? I mean yes, I would love to," he said, awkwardly.
So they danced and danced, and after awhile, Cinderella fell in love with him, she also found out that he is the prince's stepbrother, and was not treated as well as him, for he was ugly and fat. After she heard this she said, "So, you are royal, but because you are not blood related family, or good looking, they treat you badly?"
"Well, yes, that’s it," replied the fat prince.
"Then you know exactly how I feel! Because I am the new princess's stepsister, and she and her mother treat me badly, just because I'm ugly!"
"Then I do know how you feel, and you know how I feel, and that’s never happened to me before," said the fat prince, "Umm, Cinderella, I've also never felt so in love with someone before, I don’t care how you look, I just love you for who you are! So Cinderella, will you marry me?" asked the fat prince.
"Yes, I will, yes, I am delighted! We will live somewhere far away, and yes! Oh, yes! I love you too!" replied Cinderella.
"Really? Well, why don’t we have the wedding as soon as possible then, it doesn’t have to be a royal one, just a small ceremony, maybe not even with our family! umm, does that sound ok to you?"
"Well, I would like some friends to be there, well their not even people, but they do talk, um, my animals, mice and birds, that’s all really," said Cinderella, "I can't believe it, me? a princess? Oh, my!"
So the next year, just to make sure they wanted it, they got married, far, far away, with all the animals.
And they lived together, happily ever after.

Joelle 6a

Sisterella

Twisted Fairy Tale: Sisterella

Once upon a time, in a far far away land there lived one stubborn, greedy, and selfish little girl named Cinderella. Cinderella had a wonderful, kind mother who became very sick, and after two months, passed away. Cinderella took all her sadness and anger out on herself, and became even more evil and stubborn.

After a sad, depressing year for the stubborn, angered Cinderella, Cinderella’s father decided to re-marry. His new wife brought along her sweet, smart, and caring daughters. As soon as Cinderella looked at the stepsisters, she wanted absolutely nothing to do with them. But on the other hand, they were thrilled to have another sister!

Cinderella’s stepmother liked her and wanted her to be happy so she forced her two stepdaughters to do all the chores. The stepmother would also spoil Cinderella with extra dresses, jewelry, and gifts. As you would guess, Cinderella accepted every one of them without even a ‘thank you’.

One sunny morning, Cinderella awoke to hearing cries of, “The Royal Ball is today!” The two stepsisters woke up Cinderella, and she got very angry at them. “Get out of my room NOW!!” responded Cinderella as she yanked out her earplugs. “B-but we don’t know what to wear!” wined Stepsister #1.

“Like I care! Go ask your sister! GOOD NIGHT!” Cinderella snapped.

“Oh but you don’t understand you see, there is the prince, who will not only dance with you at the ball, but he is deciding who to MARRY!” Stepsister #2 reminded Cinderella.

“If I lend you each ONE of my dresses will you just get lost?” said Cinderella.

“Yes! Can we choose?” asked Stepsister #1 politely.

“Whatever! I don’t care, just be quiet and don’t you DARE touch anything else of mine, or ill get you!” Cinderella pulled her eye patches above her eyes and snored off into a deep sleep.

At about noon, Cinderella woke up after a terrifying dream…well so she thought. Stepmother walked into Cinderella’s dark, spooky room.

“Cinderella, aren’t you going to the Royal Ball?” she asked.

“No! I don’t feel like it!” Cinderella said loudly.

Stepmother left the room quickly. Everyone knew to leave her alone when she was in a bad mood!

Cinderella had a very big headache and went for a walk in the garden. Suddenly, a bolt of lightening hit the ground. A thin lady jumped out of it.

“Hello Cinderella, I have been sent by your loving mother. I am your Fairy God Mother- Therapist!” she said.

She introduced herself, and her and Cinderella had a little talk, and got to know each other.

“I do want to change, but I don’t know how to!” said Cinderella.

“That’s what I’m here for!” replied Fairy God Mother- Therapist. “But I’ve got to go!” With a flick of her magical wand and a ‘Bipity Bopity Boop!’ she disappeared off into her land.

“I feel…different,” Cinderella said to herself. “Almost as if…I MUST CHANGE! Well, that’s what I must do!”

Cinderella decided to surprise the two stepsisters with a warm welcoming. As soon as the two daughters came in the door, before Cinderella could say anything, Stepsister #2 announced, “I’m marrying the Prince! The glove fit!” Stepsister #1 rolled her eyes and went up to her room. Cinderella felt bad for her.

The very next day, Stepsister #2 came running inside the house with tears all over her pale face. “H-he divorced me! All because the magical glove didn’t fit!” Just then, the Prince knocked at the door.

“Hello, I was just wondering if this glove would fit any other person in this house?” he asked curiously.

“Me! Me!” Stepsister #1 cried.

Well, it did fit, and the Prince took Stepsister #1 into his arms, and they galloped back to the palace in the fading, pink sunset. After about a year, Cinderella felt that she should go visit her stepsister. As soon as the Princes’ eyes met Cinderella’s, he fell in love with her. You see, Cinderella had changed over the year. Infact, she had become sweet and kind. That same cloudy day, Stepsister #1 got very mad at the Prince because she could see him falling in love with Cinderella. After a day or so, she divorced him, and went back home.

Cinderella sat by her window and looked at the stars. She watched the horses graze on the wet grass. Cinderella jumped up when she heard the sirens of the Prince come to her house. She heard the Prince on his grey horse gallop to the front entrance. Cinderella thought to herself, ‘What is going on?!’. While pulling on her fluffy robe and slippers, Cinderella ran downstairs almost tripping on the last stair, and opened the door

Just as Cinderella suspected, it was the Prince running to the door step.

“Cinderella, I have fallen in love with you. I’ve seen how you’ve changed so much over the year. Will you marry me?” the Prince said panting.

“Yes!” cried Cinderella as she jumped into his arms. Cinderella and the Prince ended up living happily ever after. On the other hand, the Stepsisters turned evil and started to hate Cinderella, at times they plotted to kill her. Even with all of this hatred towards her, Cinderella was, and stayed extremely nice forever.

Leor's draft #1

Doug in Uggs®

Once upon a time in a beautiful city called New York lived a very successful business man who had three sons. When he died, he left a will. His company was left to his eldest son, his mansion to his middle son and only his pet dog, Doug to his youngest son, Josh.

Josh sat under a shady oak tree, feeling very miserable and sorry for himself.

“What will become of us, Doug?” asked Josh in a weary, annoyed tone. To Josh’s complete amazement, Doug answered him. Josh owned a talking dog!

“Please don’t worry master” Doug said in a sure sounding voice, “Just listen to me and do as I say and you will be much richer than both your brothers!”

Now you see, Josh was very poor and had nothing to lose by listening to the dog so he did as Doug commanded him to do (even though he thought of himself as crazy for talking to a dog and letting a dog tell him what to do).

Doug commanded of Josh to get him a fine collar and some nice Uggs to go with his collar.

Later that day after Josh spent all of his remaining money on Doug, Doug set out to the mall to buy a pair of sunglasses, then he set off to the wondrous home of the celebrity to give her his present.

Obviously nobody had ever met a talking dog so Doug was sent to see the celebrity immediately.

Doug was sent into a room with a high ceiling and chairs with soft, velvet covering. The floor was covered with a hard, rough wood covering and as Doug waited for the celebrity to call for him to come in he thought of what he should say to her.

When Doug walked into the big room in which the celebrity was, he was fascinated by her great beauty.

“I heard that you had asked to see me” the celebrity asked

“Yes,” replied Doug “My master, Josh, sent me to bring this gift to you” continued Doug handing the package to the celebrity. Now, everybody knows that you shouldn’t take presents from strangers but the celebrity was so amazed of this talking dog that she just simply replied,

“Tell your master that I thank him and you can go”

The following day Doug bought a purse and once more brought it to the celebrity, with the same message: “This is from my master”

For several days, Doug went on bringing the celebrity very fine gifts.

One day, Doug heard a rumor that the celebrity would be coming into town to perform so he hurried back to Josh (who was barely surviving because he did not have very much food) and asked him to go swimming in the public pool.

“Why should I listen to you?” Josh asked in a disgusted tone, “thanks to you I have barely enough food to survive and every day I have to beg people for money”

Doug was not surprised by this reply so he simply reminded Josh of the promise he had made to him.

While Josh was swimming in the pool, Doug hid all his ripped, torn clothes. When he saw the celebrity’s limousine approaching, he started shouting for help.

“Help!” cried Doug “robbers have stolen my master’s clothes!”

When the celebrity recognized the dog, she immediately called to her maid to bring a fresh pair of clothes from her house.

“It must be made of the best fabric” said the celebrity “and it must be of the best cut, only the best will do for this dog’s master!”

Once Josh was dressed in his new clothes, Josh looked very handsome.

While Josh was getting dressed Doug ran ahead to the nearest mall and saw some open stores

“The celebrity is coming in her limousine and would surely want to come into the mall” Doug explained, “When she asks who this very fine mall belongs to, say it belongs to Josh the master of Doug, or I will send you all to court!”

As you all know Americans do not like to be bossed around, especially by talking dogs, and they very much did not like Doug’s idea so they sent him to the Pound.

When the celebrity passed by the mall she wanted to go in, as Doug had interpreted, and again as he had interpreted she asked who the lovely mall belonged to, obviously the storeowners answered that the mall belonged to the government.

Meanwhile, sitting on a log, was Josh waiting for Doug to come back and tell him what to do, just then the paper boy came with the daily paper, and Josh having nothing better to do took one and started reading.

To his great amazement, on the front page of the paper was the title: “talking dog now in the pound on account of threatening store owners,” and with that Josh completely lost it, he started tearing his hair and his clothes in rage shouting angrily: “that dog! I let a dog tell me what to do! How could I have done such a stupid thing!?!?”

Just then the celebrity drove by in her big stretch limousine. Now, the celebrity had never actually seen Josh, she had only heard about him from a talking dog and when she passed by the clothes she had given him were so torn and ripped that she didn’t recognize them either, so all she saw in Josh was a poor homeless man. Poor Josh watched in horror as the celebrity passed by him without noticing him.

Many years passed after that and the celebrity was becoming very famous. Unlike the celebrity Josh was suffering from many diseases and of starvation until it was his time to leave this world along with Doug who got bitten by a vicious dog very severely and passed away.

As you are probably wondering why Josh listened to Doug in the first place and got himself into that mess, well as a child Josh read many books but one in particular grabbed his attention right from the first page, it was about a poor boy who had a talking cat and because of his cat he was married to the princess, Josh was hoping the same would happen to him and he would live happily ever after, obviously that did not work. THE END

Draft #1

LIONS FOR LUNCH AND ZEBRAS FOR DINNER

On a beautiful sunny day Mouse was carrying a basket of cheese for lunch at school. He was walking by a beach house and he stopped and asked in a soft and shy voice, “ Hello, anybody there?”

A loud voice snapped, “ I eat lions for lunch and zebras for dinner and come in if you dare.” Mouse screamed and ran away to see Monkey, his best friend, and stammered, “ T-there’s a-a lo-oud vo-oice inside that house and it-it sounds re-ally scary. I was wondering if you could try to scare him away pl-lease?”

“ Of course, I have scared people away before so it should be easy to scare too.” exclaimed Monkey.

They walked to the house and Monkey did a huge loud growl and a loud voice said, “ I eat lions for lunch and zebras for dinner so come in if you dare.”

Monkey was so scared that Mouse and Monkey asked all of the animals at the beach to scare the loud voice. The animals were so scared except for Tiger. Tiger yelled at the loud voice that was scary and mean. A tall blue monster ran out of the house running awkwardly around the yard and he was so scared.

Tiger questioned all the animals, “ Where are you guys off to?”
Mouse said, “ We are all off to school down at the beach. Would you guys like to come with us?”

Tiger asked the monster if he wanted to go to school. Monster said “ Yeah, that would be great so I can make new friends.”

Monkey pleaded, “ let’s go, we don’t want to be late or Mrs. Dolphin will give us a detention.” All of animals laughed and laughed as they were walking to school.

snow white-continued

Snow White- continued- by Hana 6a

“Once upon a time lived a sweet, little girl named Snow White she was very loved, but one day her step mom tried to kill her...”

Okay, so you guys all know that story, right? Well, now I’m back in the palace with my husband, my father, the adorable 7 dwarfs, the looking mirror and my stupid, evil, ANNOYING step mom! And no, I’m not alone with my husband in a wonderful castle WITHOUT my step mom.

It has been 5 years, and now I finally feel like it is the time for me to get revenge on that Queen. I was thinking and thinking, but I had a blank out. Then, I got a great idea to ask my Step mom’s trusty looking mirror for help!

“Looking mirror, oh looking mirror, I want revenge on my step mother, but I have no idea what to do! Any ideas?”

“Yes, yes, how about you do exactly what your step mom did to you?”

“You mean send my hunter to kill her...?”

“Of course that is what I mean!!” replied the looking mirror.

“Well, since its you, the famous looking mirror, always with good ideas, I guess I will do that!”

The next day I sent my hunter to go kill my Step mom in the middle of the woody, leafy, grassy, forest, and of course I sent him to the exact emerald colored tree where she tried to kill me! If I was going to go through with this plan I was going to do it right!

“Excuse me, hunter, umm, why do you have a silver knife in your back pocket?” asked the Queen (step mom) anxiously while she and the hunter were speeding through the forest.

“I don’t know how to truthfully say this to you but, umm...you know what I’m just going to come out and say it! Snow White wants revenge, so she sent me to come kill you, but I’m not going to kill you! Because one day you and Snow White will have to resolve your issues.”

“Thank you for not killing me! It means the world! But what should I do now?”

“Go past the 7 huge hills and stay calm! Everything will fall into place!”

So, my Step mom went past the 7 huge hills (just like me) and then she finally found a place...

“I wonder who lives in this little cute shack...” said the Queen (to herself) as she was opening the door to the house.

While my mother was searching through the house she realized everything was by sevens; 7 plates, 7 beds, 7 chairs, 7 baths. The beds were small, large, tall, thin and wide. Each bed had a name imprinted on it the first was humble then mate, then silly, pettish, jolly, drowsy and the 7th was sniffles.

Finally after about 3 hours my Step mom met the owners of the shack...

“Excuse me! Who are you? and why are you in our house, you know this isn’t a community center, it’s the 7 girl dwarfs house!!!!!” said pettish furiously.

“Well, I’m the Queen, but my step daughter is mad at me cause...its embarrassing..I tried to kill her, because she was the fairest lady of them all and i wanted to be that. Now I have realized I shouldn’t have done that, but she is still mad...”

“I see..” said jolly curiously...

“So can i stay with you guys?”

“Sure,” said Silly, before anyone else could get a word in.

“Wait, do you know the 7 dwarfs by any chance?” asked Humble, Mate and Drowsy.

“Yes, yes I do. They love my step daughter, Snow White, but there not fond of me...”

“Oh you can for sure stay with us then, we DESPISE those boys!” said the 7 girl dwarfs.

“Thank you so much! I promise I will follow what ever you girls say.”

“You can do whatever you want just don’t let ANYONE in. You never know, it could be your step daughter...” said sniffles in a calm but scared voice.

The 7 girl dwarfs let my evil Step mom stay with them. She never thought that I knew about her staying with the dwarfs, but I knew...I even asked the trusty looking mirror for some more help!

“Looking mirror, oh looking mirror I need some (more) help! I know where my Step mom is! She’s alive and fine, living with the 7 girl dwarfs. What should I do?”

“Snow White, I already told you what to do!”

“Oh yah, do what she did to me...”

Just like what my Step mom did to me, I went into disguise as an ugly, old woman, and it was perfect because she didn’t suspect one thing!

“Knock, knock, knock” That was me, knocking on the door, of the 7 girl dwarfs house in the middle of the day, while they were at work!

“Hello? Who is it?” answered my Step mom through the window.

“Its me, the old woman selling goodies” I answered.

“I’m not aloud to let anyone in! So please leave.” replied my mother.

“Just have one of my apples, there fresh from the apple trees in my garden. It would make my day if you would have a little bit of the tasty white part” I said happily.

Right before my Step mom was going to eat the apple I just knew I couldn’t do this anymore! So I took off my disguise and told her the truth. By then the 7 girl dwarfs were already there. So I told them all how I was sorry. Also, I said that I wanted them to come to my palace (including my Step mom) and they could live with me! Instead of having to work every day in those dirty gold mines.

“That sounds great! Although we have a slight issue.” said the cute little dwarfs.

“What might that problem be?” I answered.

“The 7 dwarfs and us don’t get along very well. Long story short, 10 years ago we got into a fight about our gold mines, sense then we haven’t spoken...”

“Don’t worry about them! They have grown up and gotten way nicer, right mother?” I said.

“Actually my daughter is right, the dwarfs are much nicer now!” answered my mother in a friendly tone of voice.

“Pack your bags and lets get on the road!” I said while excited.

* * *

It’s been 2 years and a lot has changed! First of all, My Step mom and I love each other. I convinced the dwarfs that (both the girls and boys) are kind people and funny enough all 14 of them are married to one another; Bashful and Humble, Doc and Mate, Dopey and Silly, Grumpy and Pettish, Happy and Jolly, Sleepy and Drowsy, last but not least Sneezy and Sniffles, these are the new happily married couples! As for the rest of us, were fine to!

“And they all lived happily ever after in their palace. The end.”

Draft #1 of Hasel and Gretel and the Supernanny

Once upon a time there were two, no good, stinking rotten, horrible children who were VERY badly behaved. Their names were Hansel and Gretel. They lived in the countryside in England on the edge of a forest.
Now, their father always told them to never go into the woods. He used to tell them stories about wicked monsters that would eat you up in a second’s flash. But Hansel and Gretel, being terribly behaved children, went into the woods anyway.
Their feet went crunch, crunch as they walked in the pitch-black forest. They soon became lost and decided to sleep until morning and then start looking for a way back home.

Enter the Witch: “I always wear black. I look down and I see my nose. It has a big mole on it and on that, little tiny hairs growing. All my teeth have rotten. My hair is thin and gray. I have wrinkles on my face that a 200-year-old man wouldn’t have. I have been watching those children they call Hansel and Gretel, all their lives. I have been waiting for them. Nobody knows who I really am.”

When Hansel and Gretel woke up, Gretel cried, “ Oh Hansel! How are we ever going to get out of these woods?”
“Don’t worry Gretel”, replied Hansel calmly, “we’ll get out of here. Come, lets go try find a way home.”
For the next two hours, they wandered the forest, until suddenly the forest opened out into a clearing. In the middle of that clearing was a little house. In front of that house was an old, scary looking woman. The children cowered but shouted to the old woman, “You show us the way back to our house or we’ll beat you up!”
“Stop!” shouted the woman, holding out something that looked like a stick, but the children knew better.
“I have been waiting you for many years. You are here for a reason. You are here to learn to be good children. Some call me the Witch, some call me a Supernanny. Take your pick.”
“We’re not having any of it you old hag!” said Hansel. But there was magic afoot, and their fate was already cast. Hansel and Gretel started to back away but the Witch had already raised her wand and the trees and their branches moved together to make a shield of leaves that no one could get through. Hansel and Gretel had to listen.
“Come along now children”, said the Witch. And the children obeyed and followed her into the little house.

For the next while, it was as if time was suspended in that clearing. The children learned many things whilst with the Witch, a.k.a. Supernanny, for that was what they called her now. They learned the practice of loving and kindness, good manners, and how to obey and listen. They were sad and joyous when they had to go home. They knew they would miss the old Supernanny. They had learned to love her for the way she was. They said their goodbyes and the Supernanny, with a flick of her wand, sent them home again.


-Josha R.