“Three taps will change one thing into another,” my mother had whispered. “But only for a short time. And the magic must be used to help someone you love.”
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Long ago,when I was a child, my family was poor. When my mother died, she left me only one thing: a wand of mahogany.
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The new belle-mere had not been married one day when she become very jealous of her husband’s child. She gave her stepdaughter all the hard and dirty work to do while her own daughters pampered themselves all day long.
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The little girl sisi wish for a mother and her pere knew this. So married a woman with two daughters, hoping it would make his pettie fille happy.
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He had one child, a daughter. She was tres belle!
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All three sisters spied on him, and if anything went amiss, they shrieked, “Blame Little Bigfoot!” for that is what they called him.
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Although the rest of him stayed small, his feet kept on growing. By the time Becan ws thirteen years old, they were so large he’d splash a puddle dry just stepping in it. Still, Becan’s worries were few enough until his mother died.
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At once the cloud of sparrows swooped down. “Cheat! Cheat! Cheat!” they chattered at Peony. They pecked at her, tearing her jacket. They perched on her head, pulling her hair.
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So the old gentleman took the widow for his wife. although Pear Blossom called the woman Omoni, or Mother, she was far from motherly. And Peony was worse than no sister at all.
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Once upon a time, there was a rich man who had a beautiful daughter called Ella. His wife had died a long time ago, and he had married again. His second wife was unkind to Ella.
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rickla 4:43 am on May 7, 2015 Permalink |
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