As children most of our life lessons were acquired through the simplicity of fair tales. Subliminal messages taught us to always believe in true love and that good wins out over evil. Young and naïve, as children, all we desired was a good story and a nap, but the lessons we learned lasted a lifetime. Growing up my beloved fairy tale was Cinderella, not only does true love win but good wins over evil and eventually the world is set right.
Once upon a time in a kingdom far away, lived a beautiful girl and her frail father. Fearing he would leave his young daughter an orphan he married a young widow, soon after he brought his bride and two daughters to live with him on his manor. Almost exactly a year later he past away in his sleep leaving his entire household behind. His young daughter Cinderella wept for three years without delay and when she wiped her tears away she found her self a sixteen year old servant in her own home.
Daily life was much the same she waited on Heather and Kim, her stepsisters, and satisfied her stepmothers every whim. Mundane and downright boring, Cinderella had amazingly evolved into a beautiful and charming young woman. Being as meek as a mouse and having a voice as sweet as honey Cinderella was loved by everyone she encountered except her own family, who's envy leaked from their pores.
One dazzling spring morning, Cinderella awoke to a great commotion. "The prince is having a ball, the prince is having a ball," Heather screeched and they all squealed with delight. Quietly standing in the shadows Cinderella timidly asked, " Stepmother may I go to the ball?" "Well I suppose, if you get this house immaculately clean and mind your manners until then," snapped her stepmother. Floating with anticipation, Cinderella cleaned her heart out over the next few weeks with a smile on her face.
In the crystal clear of the night the stars shone so brilliantly that they looked as if they winked at anyone who dared to...