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SNOW WHITE AND THE SEVEN DWARFS
Once upon a time . . . in a great castle, a Prince's daughter grew up happy
and contented, in spite of a jealous stepmother. She was very pretty, with
blue eyes and long black hair. Her skin was delicate and fair, and so she was
called Snow White. Everyone was quite sure she would become very beautiful.
Though her stepmother was a wicked woman, she too was very beautiful, and the
magic mirror told her this every day, whenever she asked it.
"Mirror, mirror on the wall, who is the loveliest lady in the land?" The
reply was always; "You are, your Majesty," until the dreadful day when she
heard it say, "Snow White is the loveliest in the land." The stepmother was
furious and, wild with jealousy, began plotting to get rid of her rival.
Calling one of her trusty servants, she bribed him with a rich reward to take
Snow White intc the forest, far away from the Castle. Then, unseen, he was to
put her to death. The greedy servant, attracted to the reward, agreed to do
this deed, and he led the innocent little girl away. However, when they came to
the fatal spot, the man's courage failed him and, leaving Snow White sitting
beside a tree, he mumbled an excuse and ran off. Snow White was all alone in
Night came, but the servant did not return. Snow White, alone in the dark
forest, began to cry bitterly. She thought she could feel terrible eyes spying
on her, and she heard strange sounds and rustlings that made her heart thump.
At last, overcome by tiredness, she fell asleep curled under a tree.
Snow White slept fitfully, wakening from time to time with a start and
staring into the darkness round her. Several times, she thought she felt
something, or somebody touch her as she slept.
At last, dawn woke the forest to the song of the birds, and Snow White too,
awoke. A whole world was stirring to life and the little girl was glad to see
how silly her fears had been. However, the thick trees were like a wall round
her, and as she tried to find out where she was, she came upon a path. She
walked along it, hopefully. On she walked till she came to a clearing. There
stood a strange cottage, with a tiny door, tiny windows and a tiny chimney
pot. Everything about the cottage was much tinier than it ought to be. Snow
White pushed the door open.
"l wonder who lives here?" she said to herself, peeping round the kitchen.
"What tiny plates! And spoons! There must be seven of them, the table's laid
for seven people." Upstairs was a bedroom with seven neat little beds. Going
back to the kitchen, Snow White had an idea.
"I'll make them something to eat. When they come home, they'll be glad to
find a meal ready." Towards dusk, seven tiny men marched homewards singing.
But when they opened the door, to their surprise they found a bowl of hot
steaming soup on the table, and the whole house spick and span. Upstairs was
Snow White, fast asleep on one of the beds. The chief dwarf prodded her gently.
"Who are you?" he asked. Snow White told them her sad story, and tears
sprang to the dwarfs' eyes. Then one of them said, as he noisily blew his
"Stay here with us!"
"Hooray! Hooray!" they cheered, dancing joyfully round the little girl.
The dwarfs said to Snow White:
"You can live here and tend to the house while we're down the mine. Don't
worry about your stepmother leaving you in the forest. We love you and we'll
take care of you!" Snow White gratefully accepted their hospitality, and next
morning the dwarfs set off for work. But they warned Snow White not to open the
door to strangers.
Meanwhile, the servant had returned to the castle, with the heart of a roe
deer. He gave it to the cruel stepmother, telling her it belonged to Snow
White, so that he could claim the reward. Highly pleased, the stepmother
turned again to the magic mirror. But her hopes were dashed, for the mirror
"The loveliest in the land is still Snow White, who lives in the seven dwarfs'
cottage, down in the forest." The stepmother was beside herself with rage.
"She must die! She must die!" she screamed. Disguising herself as an old
peasant woman, she put a poisoned apple with the others in her basket. Then,
taking the quickest way into the forest, she crossed the swamp at the edge of
the trees. She reached the bank unseen, just as Snow White stood waving
goodbye to the seven dwarfs on their way to the mine.
Snow White was in the kitchen when she heard the sound at the door: KNOCK!
"Who's there?" she called suspiciously, remembering the dwarfs advice.
"I'm an old peasant woman selling apples," came the reply.
"I don't need any apples, thank you," she replied.
"But they are beautiful apples and ever so juicy!" said the velvety voice
from outside the door.
"I'm not supposed to open the door to anyone," said the little girl, who
was reluctant to disobey her friends.
"And quite right too! Good girl! If you promised not to open up to
strangers, then of course you can't buy. You are a good girl indeed!" Then the
old woman went on.
"And as a reward for being good, I'm going to make you a gift of one of my
apples!" Without a further thought, Snow White opened the door just a tiny
crack, to take the apple.
"There! Now isn't that a nice apple?" Snow White bit into the fruit, and as
she did, fell to the ground in a faint: the effect of the terrible poison left
her lifeless instantaneously.
Now chuckling evilly, the wicked stepmother hurried off. But as she ran
back across the swamp, she tripped and fell into the quicksand. No one heard
her cries for help, and she disappeared without a trace.
Meanwhile, the dwarfs came out of the mine to find the sky had grown dark
and stormy. Loud thunder echoed through the valleys and streaks of lightning
ripped the sky. Worried about Snow White they ran as quickly as they could
down the mountain to the cottage.
There they found Snow White, lying still and lifeless, the poisoned apple
by her side. They did their best to bring her around, but it was no use.
They wept and wept for a long time. Then they laid her on a bed of rose
petals, carried her into the forest and put her in a crystal coffin.
Each day they laid a flower there.
Then one evening, they discovered a strange young man admiring Snow White's
lovely face through the glass. After listening to the story, the Prince (for
he was a prince!) made a suggestion.
"If you allow me to take her to the Castle, I'll call in famous doctors to
waken her from this peculiar sleep. She's so lovely . . . I'd love to kiss
her. . . !" He did, and as though by magic, the Prince's kiss broke the spell.
To everyone's astonishment, Snow White opened her eyes. She had amazingly come
back to life! Now in love, the Prince asked Snow White to marry him, and the
dwarfs reluctantly had to say good bye to Snow White.
From that day on, Snow White lived happily in a great castle. But from time
to time, she was drawn back to visit the little cottage down in the forest.
- 2 decades ago
- 【愛貓的麵】Lv 72 decades ago
A long time ago, and far away there lived a King and a Queen. They were very happy, except for one thing -- they both longed for a child.
The Queen sat sewing by her window one winter's day when she suddenly pricked her finger. A drop of blood fell on the snow by the window.
"Oh, I wish I had a daughter with skin as white as snow, hair as black as ebony and red, red lips," she sighed.
Happily the Queen's wish came true. In the autumn that year a baby girl was born. Sadly, the Queen died soon after.
The little Princess was called Snow White and she grew to be a lovely girl.
After many years the King married again. His new wife was beautiful and proud. She liked to use magic and had a magic mirror. She would say:
"Mirror, mirror on the wall, who is the fairest of them all?"
And the mirror would answer:
"You, Queen, are the fairest in the land."
The Queen was very proud.
One day the Queen spoke to the mirror as usual, but this time the answer was different.
"You, Queen, are fair, but the fairest of all is Snow White."
The Queen was very angry to hear this. She plotted and schemed and decided to kill Snow White.
"Huntsman," she said, one day. " I want you to take Snow White into the forest and kill her. Bring back her heart to prove she is dead."
"Your Majesty," said the huntsman, bowing. He was horrified. He didn't want to kill the Princess.
"Come," he said to Snow White. "We are going into the forest." He took Snow White deeper and deeper into the forest, then he spoke to her.
"Beware of you stepmother," he said. "She wants you killed. Those were my orders. But I can't kill you. Go deeper into the forest and one day you will be able to return. But be careful. She may find out that you're alive."
The huntsman then killed a small deer and took its heart back to the queen. The Queen was very happy. She was now the fairest in the land.
Meanwhile, Snow White ran deeper and deeper into the forest. Finally, when it was growing dark she came to a small cottage.
She knocked but there was no answer.
"I wonder who lives here," she said. She pushed the door open.
What a sight met her eyes! The little house was very untidy, plates and cups were waiting to be washed up and the table was still laid for breakfast.
"What a mess," said Snow White, and she bustled around and cleaned the house from top to bottom. She was very surprised to find that there was seven of everything: seven cups, seven plates, seven knives, seven forks and seven beds and chairs.
Then Snow White had some bread and cheese. She was very tired, so she went upstairs to the newly cleaned bedroom, and fell asleep on one of the beds.
Later on, when the owners of the cottage returned, they couldn't believe their eyes! Their little home was spotless.
"Who can have done this?" they asked.
They looked around. Dinner was cooking in the oven and the table was laid.
"It's a girl," called one, from the top of the stairs. "She's asleep in our room."
Snow White woke up to find seven little men standing by the bed. They were seven dwarfs and they worked in a mine in the nearby hills.
"Don't be scared," they told her. "How did you find this place? We're a long way into the forest."
Snow White told her story. The dwarfs were horrified.
"You must stay here," they said. "You'll be safe here."
"Thank you," said Snow White.
Snow White was very happy in the forest, and the dwarfs were delighted to look after her. For many days only six dwarfs went to work, because one would stay behind with Snow White, but after a while Snow White convinced them that she would be all right.
"Promise us that you will keep the door locked," said the dwarfs. "The Queen may find out that you're with us and try to harm you."
"The door will stay shut all the time," said Snow White. "I won't open it to anyone."
The dwarfs were happy with this and they all went off to their work in the mine.
Meanwhile, the Queen, Snow White's stepmother, was happy in the knowledge that she was the fairest in the land, but one day she thought she'd just make sure.
"Mirror, mirror on the wall, who is the fairest of them all?" she asked.
"You, Queen, are fair, but Snow White is the fairest of all." The mirror showed a picture of Snow White deep in the forest, with the seven dwarfs.
The Queen was furious. The huntsman had lied to her.
"I'll find her myself," muttered the Queen. She used a little magic to make herself look very old. Then she dressed herself in peasant clothes and made her way to the forest.
When she was there, she waited for the seven dwarfs to go off to the mine. Snow White stayed inside the house as she'd promised the dwarfs.
"Combs for sale! Combs and ribbons for sale!" called an old peasant woman.
"Oh, how lovely," said Snow White. "Please may I see your combs."
"Come out into the lovely sunshine," said the peasant woman.
"I can't, I promised the dwarfs," said Snow White. "Can I look at them over the windowsill?"
"Of course," said the woman. "Here's a pretty one. It will suit your lovely dark hair."
"I have no mirror," said Snow White. "Can you put it in for me?"
"Of course," said the woman. "Turn around."
Snow White turned and the wicked Queen pushed the comb hard into Snow White's hair. It was poisoned and Snow White fell to the floor.
"No more pretty Snow White," said the Queen, changing back to her normal self. "Goodbye my dear."
The dwarfs returned home early that night to find Snow White on the floor, looking quite dead. They rushed to her pulling her upright.
"We should never have left her," said one.
"It must have been the wicked Queen," said another.
"Look!" one suddenly said. "She's waking up." The comb had been dislodged and the poison no longer worked.
Snow White woke up to find herself surrounded by the dwarfs.
"You must be very careful," they told her. "This is the work of the wicked Queen."
The Queen had arrived back at the palace and went at one to the mirror.
She was very angry with the answer the mirror gave her. How could Snow White still be alive?
"This time she will die," said the wicked Queen. She spent many days preparing the poison she would use.
Snow White was feeling much better and promised she would not talk to anyone. Several weeks passed and everyone felt safe.
The dwarfs went to work, and into the forest walked an old woman collecting sticks.
"She's selling nothing," said Snow White,"but I will still be careful."
A knock at the door took Snow White to the window.
"May I have a drink?" asked the old woman.
"There's no harm in that," said Snow White. "Wait there." She handed a glass of water to the woman.
"Would you like an apple?" asked the old woman.
"No thank you," said Snow White.
"They're lovely and ripe," said the woman. "Try some of mine." She cut a piece from the apple she was eating.
'It must be safe,' thought Snow White. 'She's eating the apple too.'
The Queen had very cleverly poisoned just one half of the apple -- the half she cut of for Snow White.
Snow White took one bite and fell, as if dead, onto the floor.
The old woman turned back into the wicked Queen.
"This time your friends won't be able to help you," laughed the Queen. "Good-bye!"
The seven dwarfs returned from the mine to find Snow White lying on the floor. This time they couldn't revive her. Snow White was dead.
They were very sad and they couldn't bear the thought of burying her in the ground, so they made a glass coffin and filled it with sweet-smelling flowers.
They put it in a sunny glade in the forest, keeping guard over it day after day. Snow White seemed to be sleeping rather than dead.
The Queen had spoken to her mirror and was once again the fairest in the land.
One day a young Prince rode through the forest. He reached the glade and saw Snow White in her glass coffin.
"She's beautiful," he said and he could think of nothing else but Snow White.
"She is so beautiful," he said to the dwarfs. "May I take her with me. I promise I will always look after her."
The dwarfs could see that the Prince meant it, and agreed. Just as the servants were lifting the glass coffin one of them tripped and jolted Snow White. It was enough to make the piece of apple fall out of her mouth. Within moments she was waking up.
The Prince and the seven dwarfs were delighted.
"Will you marry me?" asked the Prince. They prepared to return to his kingdom.
Meanwhile, the wicked Queen was looking in her mirror.
"You, Queen, are fair, but Snow White with her Prince is the fairest of all."
The mirror showed the Queen a picture of the Prince with Snow White.
This time the Queen was so angry that the magic inside her boiled up and killed her. Snow White would never have to worry about her again.Source(s): http://www.puiching.edu.hk
- Anonymous2 decades ago
Seven Blind Mice
by Ed Young
One day seven blind mice were surprised
to find a strange Something by their pond.
"What is it ?" they cried, and they all ran home.
On Monday, Red Mouse went first to find out.
"It's a pillar," he said.
No one believed him.
On Tuesday, Green Mouse set out.
He was the second to go.
"It's a snake," he said.
"No," said Yellow Mouse on Wednesday.
"It's a spear."
He was the third in turn.
The fourth was Purple Mouse.
He went on Thursday.
"It's a great cliff," he said.
Orange Mouse went on Friday, the fifth to go.
"It's a fan." he cried. "I felt it move."
The sixth to go was Blue Mouse.
He went on Saturday and said,
"It's nothing but a rope."
But the others didn't agree.
they began to argue.
"A snake !""A rope!" A fan!" A cliff!"
Until on Sunday, White Mouse,
the seventh mouse,
went to the pond.
When she came upon the Something, she ran
up one side, and she ran down the other.
She ran across the top and from end to end.
And when the other mice ran up one side
and down the other,
across the Something
from end to end,
Now they saw, too.
"Ah," said White Mouse." Now, I see.
The Something is
as sturdy as a pillar,
supple as a snake,
wide as a cliff,
sharp as a spear,
breezy as a fan,
stringy as a rope,
but altogether the Something is ...
The Mouse Moral:
Knowing in part may make a fine tale,
but wisdom comes from seeing the whole.Source(s): http://mail.ttps.tcc.edu.tw/~s860715/4.htm