The “Revised” Story of Cinderella

Posted: November 4, 2010 in Uncategorized

Once upon a time there was a smart girl called Cinderella and she had two step sisters who were very unkind who made her do all the hard work. She had to sweep the floors, do all the dishes, while they dressed up in fine clothes and went to lots of parties. They especially disliked Cinderella because she was smart, loved to read and got better grades in class than they did. They spent all their time dressing up, chasing boys and going to pointless parties, you see.

One day a special invitation arrived at Cinderella’s house. It was from the royal palace. The king’s only son was a truly handsome prince was going to have a grand ball. Three girls were invited to come. Cinderella decided she would not go to the ball as she had homework to do. But the step sisters, ho ho ho, they were excited! They couldn’t talk about anything else.

When the day of the ball came, they made such a fuss. Poor Cinderella had to rush about upstairs and downstairs.  She fixed their hair in fancy waves and curls. She helped them put on their expensive new dresses – Cinderella had saved her money so that she could buy her dream home someday soon. As soon as they had gone, Cinderella sat down by the fire and she said. “Oh I do wish I could own a palace myself – then I would throw a ball and invite all the handsome princes from all around the world to attend!”.

The next moment, standing beside her was a lovely old lady with a silver wand in here hand. “Cinderella, she said ” I am your fairy godmother and you shall have your wish. But first you must go into the garden and pick a golden pumpkin, then bring me six mice from the mousetraps, a whiskered rat from the rat trap, and six lizards. You’ll find the lizards behind the watering can”.

So Cinderella fetched a golden pumpkin, six grey mice, a whiskered rate, six lizards. The fairy godmother touched them with her wand and the pumpkin became a great big building – a factory with large chimneys, the mice became six grey limousines, the rat became a personal assistant with the most enormous moustache, and the lizards became six business advisors and investment specialists, then the fairy godmother touched Cinderella with the wand and her old dress became the most stunning business suit sparkling with jewels while on her feet were the most elegant pair of heels ever seen. She had become the CEO of a succesful business empire that produced girls toys!

At the ball, Cinderella’s step sisters were having a miserable time: one complained of a headache, while the other kept on complaining that her cell phone did not have a reception. These old palaces could really be stuck in time sometimes! The prince, in the meantime, had danced with every beautiful girl that was present. Yet he looked around the ballroom and wondered aloud, “Is there no one here who is beautiful and smart?” He left the party early with a pair of glass slippers he had had made to gift to the girl that he would feel most drawn to that evening.

The following week, the prince saw a picture of Cinderella on cover of the city’s newspaper. She looked beautiful in a pale blue gown that she had worn to a benefit thrown in her honor. “Toy Company CEO is a Mix of Beauty and Brains!” screamed the headline. The article celebrated Cinderella as a new cultural icon with both style and business savvy. Impressed, the prince asked his ministers to arrange a meeting with her.

Despite numerous calls, the prince’s people did not hear back from Cinderella or her people. He decided to take matters into his own hand and show up at her office in the most presitigious part of the city. After all, he was the prince – he could see who he wanted when he wanted. Driving up to the massive business complex – he suddenly realized that he had perhaps underestimated this girl. He spent an hour going through security and then was told briskly by a snotty male secretary that since he did not have an appointment, Cinderella could not see him. The prince was shocked at both the rudeness of the assistant and his bizzare moustache!

Distraught, he began to walk around the building. This had never happened to him before – he always got any girl he wanted – the silly ones usually threw themselves at his feet! This one was definitely special. He knew that she was aware of his visit – but was refreshingly different in that she didn’t seem eager at all to meet him.

After waiting in the marble lobby for about an hour wondering what to do next, he looked up to a swirl of blue chiffon and the most beautiful blue eyes looking at him. “You’re still here I see.” said Cinderella, “Quite persistent… I like that. How may I help you?” The prince could not move. He was captivated by her presence. She carried herself with a majesty he had never before encountered. He knew she was well read and ambitious, but the extent to which this was projected in her demeanor was astounding. He finally stammered, “I read about you recently and was wondering if you might join me for coffee sometime?”

She chuckled, “That can be arranged, yeah.” This delighted the prince, who asked if he could present her with the glass slippers he had made for his future spouse. “What’s the big hurry, prince? We are both quite young yet to rush into commitment… let’s date first and see if we are compatible. After all, I am a busy woman and need to be certain that you will not only support my ambitions, but complement them with those of your own.” The prince knew that this was the girl for him at that very moment.

The prince and Cinderella dated for several months after that and were talked about fondly by people far and wide. One day, Cinderella asked him to marry her under a starry sky during a vacation to the magical land of Egypt. The prince happily accepted to spend the rest of his life with this charming, intelligent and ambitious young woman. A huge celebration welcomed the new couple back home with a grand carnival, feasting and parties… and they lived happily ever after in Cinderella’s beautiful new palace.

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