Cinderella

NARRATOR:  It was the day of the ball. Cinderella’s stepmother and two stepsisters rode off in their grand coach to the palace. Poor Cinderella was left behind, all by herself.

CINDERELLA:   It’s not fair! I wish I could go to the ball, too!

FAIRY GODMOTHER:  Lots of things in life aren’t fair, dear.  The question is: what can be done about it?

CINDERELLA:  Wait, who are you?  How did you get in here?

FAIRY GODMOTHER:  I’m your fairy godmother. I help wishes come true.

CINDERELLA:  But what I wish for is impossible.

FAIRY GODMOTHER:  Impossible? Did I not just appear out of thin air?

CINDERELLA:  I suppose you did.

FAIRY GODMOTHER:  Then let me be the one to decide what is possible and what is not!

CINDERELLA:  Fair point. But how could I go to the ball?  Look at these rags I wear. My hair is a mess. I’m a mess!

FAIRY GODMOTHER:  I wouldn’t say that, child.  Turn around.

CINDERELLA:  All right, but nothing’s going to – Oh!

NARRATOR:  Cinderella was not prepared for what she saw. Instead of her dirty rags and messy hair, she was wearing a beautiful blue ball gown.

CINDERELLA:  This is incredible! Thank you so much!

FAIRY GODMOTHER:  Who said I was done? Turn around. Look in the garden.

NARRATOR:  In the garden appeared a beautiful carriage, four white horses and a driver.

CINDERELLA:  A carriage, four horses and a driver! I can’t believe this is happening!

FAIRY GODMOTHER:   Believe it. However, there is one thing you must know.

CINDERELLA:  What’s that?

FAIRY GODMOTHER:  The magic only lasts to midnight.  When the clock strikes twelve, all the magic will be gone. Everything will return to how it was before.

CINDERELLA:  So I should leave the ball before midnight?

FAIRY GODMOTHER:  Smart cookie. Now, it’s time for me to go.

CINDERELLA:  But you just got here!

NARRATOR:  In a flash of light, the Fairy Godmother was gone.

CINDERELLA:  Where did she go? Did any of this really happen?

COACH DRIVER:  Coming, Miss?

CINDERELLA:  I suppose it did!