Story of Clara
A mixed up fairy tale
Story of Clara and the Prince's Ball
mixed up fairy tale
upon a time there lived a beautiful young girl called Clara. She
was a very unhappy little girl because she lived with her evil
stepmother and horrible, ugly stepsisters.
stepmother and stepsisters were extremely cruel to her. They made
her clean the house from top to bottom everyday and made Clara
cook all their meals for them. Her clothes used to get so dirty
from cleaning the soot and cinders from the fireplace that everyone
used to call her "Sooty".
day Clara heard the news that the local prince was holding a great
ball and that all the women in the kingdom were invited. Clara
was very excited about this and she pleaded with her stepmother
to let her attend.
way," said her stepmother. "You're far too young to
be going out to balls. Anyway, you've got nothing to wear. You
can hardly go dressed like that." The evil stepmother pointed
at Clara's dirty and dusty work clothes.
blow you!" said Clara. "I'm off to live with Granny!
At least she lets me do what I like!"
stormed out the house, pausing only to grab her scarlet cloak
and a small basket of food.
basket of food should get me on Granny's good side at least,"
decided to take the short cut through the forest to get to Granny's
cottage. She was walking along the path when she suddenly came
upon a strange hairy looking man with very large ears, eyes and
morning," said the Wolf.
wolf asked Clara where she was going and Clara explained that
she was off to stay with her granny.
have you got in your basket?" asked the wolf.
just some food for Gran," replied Clara.
wolf peered into the basket.
he said, "Lamb chops. Roast beef. French bread." He
shook his head. "Oh dear."
wrong?" asked Clara.
your poor old Gran won't be able to eat this. Not with her false
teeth," said the wolf. "I tell you what. How about I
swop you your basket of food for something more suitable for your
held out his hand.
not just any beans! They're full of protein, you know," said
the wolf, "and they're really easy to eat."
suppose so," said Clara as she swopped her basket for the
handful of beans that the wolf had offered her.
only to wave goodbye to the wolf, Clara set off along the forest
path once more.
she walked towards her gran's cottage Clara noticed that on the
floor were several slices of bread. They made a trail along the
forest path. She stopped and picked up the bread. She was surprised
to see that the pieces were quite fresh.
said Clara. "Now Granny can have beans on toast!"
eventually arrived at Granny's cottage. Her gran's cottage was
quite unusual. Not many people lived in the forest and those that
did tended to have more than one job. For example, the local woodcutter
was also the postman. The butcher was also the local vet. And,
more importantly, the local builder's second job was a baker.
knocked on the gingerbread door and eventually the door was opened
by her granny.
it's you, "said Granny peering out of the door and looking
around. "You haven't seen anyone else around have you?"
said Clara, "Only a hairy bloke."
was round earlier," answered Granny, "Trying to sell
double glazing, I expect, but I wouldn't let him in. I told him
I had all the triple frosting glazing I needed, thank you very
much, and suggested he cleared off."
wasn't very friendly, Granny," said Clara.
you can't be too careful, you know," explained Granny. "Anyway,
I told him that the pigs on the other side of the forest had just
put up three new houses and that they might need some double glazing."
and her granny went inside the cottage and had a cup of tea.
great big cups you have!" declared Clara.
the better to drink tea with, my dear," said Granny.
showed her granny the beans that the wolf had given her.
yelled Granny. "What do I want beans for? A nice tasty bit
of meat is what I like!" And she flung the beans out of the
window and into the garden.
didn't dare ask her granny for some money to get a dress for the
ball and decided it would be far better to go to bed early instead.
Clara awoke the next morning she was surprised to see that there
was hardly any light coming through her bedroom window. The light
was being blocked by something outside.
grabbed her scarlet dressing gown and ran outside. Parked in front
of her bedroom window (for the cottage was a bungalow) was the
said the woodcutter who was, as you'll no doubt remember, also
Postie," said Clara. "Anything for us?"
this package," said the woodcutter.
took the package and said goodbye to the woodcutter. She wandered
into the back garden.
wonder what's happened to those beans?" she asked herself
and set about trying to find them.
searched all around the garden but she couldn't see any sign of
the beans. In the end she decided to try in her granny's stable.
The door was, after all, wide open and her gran certainly had
the strength to propel the beans that far.
the stable, though, there was no sign of the beans at all. Clara
tried moving all the hay about with a pitchfork in case the beans
had gone underneath. In one corner of the stable she noticed a
curious device. It had a round wheel with some sort of pedal attached
and a rather sharp thin pointed piece of metal sticking up at
touch that!" yelled a voice. From out of the hay jumped a
little man. "Flippin' Nora! You could've ended up asleep
for hundreds of years!"
looked at the strange little man. He was no bigger than a child
and was dressed head to toe in some strange yellow material.
are you?" asked Clara.
I don't tend to tell people my name," said the strange little
that make things rather difficult?" asked Clara.
it does actually," the little man admitted, "People
tend to end up making their own names for me like 'You Horrible
Little Man' or 'Thieving Baby Snatcher'."
right," said a puzzle Clara.
said You Horrible Little Man, "While I'm here can I help
you with anything?"
told the strange man about her desire to go to the ball. "But
I haven't got anything to wear."
can help you there," You Horrible Little Man said with an
evil smile, "I have a particular talent when it comes to
spinning." He pointed at the spinning wheel that Clara had
yeah?" said Clara.
said You Horrible Little Man. "I can take straw and spin
Horrible Little Man looked shocked. "No!" he said, "Don't
be so stupid. You can't spin straw into gold. No, what I can do
is spin straw into more straw."
straw?" repeated Clara.
not more straw," said You Horrible Little Man, "but
into straw cloth." He pointed at his own yellow straw suit.
"I could make you a dress from straw cloth in no time!"
said Clara. "That's gross! I can't have a dress made of straw.
I'd have mice and rats nibbling at it! That's almost as daft as
making a coach out of a pumpkin."
yourself!" said You Horrible Little Man and he stamped his
foot on the floor and disappeared.
decided to have one last look outside in the garden for the beans.
searched high and low but there was still no sign of the beans.
She decided to sit and rest on the small bench that was next to
a huge beanstalk that her granny had growing in her garden.
There was a small splash.
drat!" said Clara. She'd sat on the bench and put down her
granny's parcel next to her. The parcel was spherical and it had
rolled off the bench and into the pond that lay in the middle
of her granny's garden. The parcel sat, or rather floated, in
the centre of the pond just out of her reach.
is going to kill me," thought Clara.
can go and get it for you if you like," a small voice said
from somewhere beneath Clara.
looked down and saw, to her astonishment, that a small frog was
sitting there on the ground. Now Clara knew that frogs aren't
actually able to talk but she though that it would be impolite
to mention this to the one looking up at her.
be really pleased if you would," said Clara. "Get the
parcel, I mean."
said the frog, "Here's the deal. If I get the parcel then
you give me a kiss."
Yuck!" said Clara.
calm down," said the frog. "It's not as bad as all that.
I'm not actually a frog, you know."
not?" said Clara sceptically. "I think you'll find the
green flippers and croaky voice sort of imply that you are."
I know that I look like one," said the frog, "But many
years ago I was turned into a frog by an evil witch who was angry
because I wouldn't go out with her."
prince," said the frog. "A handsome prince, of course.
Only type there is."
you have a castle?" asked Clara.
I used to. I bet it's still there. Noone has been in it for years,
grinned. She had an idea.
you sure that this is the right place?" said Ugly Stepsister
#1 staring at the building ahead. "It doesn't half look deserted."
says 'The Old Palace' on the invite," said Ugly Stepsister
#2 peering at the piece of card in her hand.
give us that!" said the evil stepmother grabbing the invite
from the stepsister's hand. "Yep. 'You are invited to
a Royal Ball at The Old Palace. Fancy Frocks Required. RSVP.'"
an are-ess-vee-pee?" asked Ugly Stepsister #1.
a posh type of umbrella you walk around with at balls."
said Ugly Stepsister #2. "Hey, I hope this bash is as good
as that one we went to at Prince Charming's palace the other night."
women walked up to the palace door and rang the bell. After a
few seconds a butler appeared.
yes," he said when the evil stepmother showed him the invite,
"We have been expecting you. This way."
showed the women into a large hall. The room was amazingly dusty
and dirty with cobwebs hanging from the walls and rats scurrying
across the floor.
what's this?" asked the evil stepmother.
butler pointed to the three buckets of soapy water and scrubbing
brushes that were in one corner of the room, "Their royal
majesties Prince Kurmate and Princess Clara have a little task
"Princess who??" cried the evil stepmother as several
of the palace guards dragged her towards the buckets.
butler just smiled, "The princess hopes that you don't get
your fancy dresses too dirty. Remember that she expects dinner
on the table by six o'clock."
her balcony above the hall Clara grinned and waved. She knew exactly
who would be living happily ever after.
2000 Gareth Pitchford