My Cinderella Story
How much I wanted to live a fairy tale? Every time I heard Cinderella’s story, I imagined myself in a beautiful white gown wearing delicate sandals running away from my prince, when the clock ticked twelve. I wanted to run away from him, so that he would come looking for me. I had always wanted to feel important.
I hated being ordinary. I hated being poor. Most of all, I hated being plain. Its not like no man came seeking for my hands. They did, but they were just farmers, carpenters, scholars, weavers…none were prince. I wanted only a prince who would treat me like Cinderella.
Sherry always complained that it was quite silly of me to be waiting for a prince because princes married plain girls only in fairy tales. She didn’t believe in Cinderella’s story. I knew she was wrong. I had a very strong feeling that my prince would come for me, very soon. She never liked when I rejected any men, so she had warned that she would tell everything to father if I rejected anyone again.
Sherry and me were friends ever since I could remember. We had played together and dreamed together. Our dreams had been same when we were young. We had wanted to be our fathers’ sons. We helped them in their farms. Later, we wanted handsome men for our husbands and I wanted not just a handsome man but a prince.
I could read and write. I did even learn to dance because that is all the prince’s bride does. She prinks the whole day and attend parties. Everyday would be celebration for her. I wanted to live in a similar world. I didn’t want to wear cottons but silk dresses. I wanted to wear gold and diamonds. I wanted other women to die in envy when they saw me in my prince’s arms.
The Essay on Cinderella Man Film
Cinderella Man is a film about The Great Depression. How is this period in history depicted in the film? The film Cinderella Man is based on a true story about a boxer James J Braddock, during the Great Depression in the 1930’s. Braddock, his wife Mae and his three kids were very well off, due to the fact that Braddock was doing very well with his boxing and winning lots of fights, which resulted ...
One winter day, a traveler came seeking my hands in marriage. He was so fine a man that father accepted his proposal. When father asked for my opinion about the traveler, I had no reason to refuse. Peter, the traveler, was handsome, rich and educated. He did treat me no less than a princess and he was quite a prince himself, but only in his manners and appearance. He ruled no land. He owned no kingdom. He had no servants, guards and palace.
He bought me a wedding dress that was made of silk. We spent many evenings together walking in the park, while he told me about his family and business. He let me speak. He did listen to me. He showed interest in my interests. He bought me books to read. He complimented my beauty and gave away gifts. He was very kind to father and they got along fine.
It seemed like my fairy tale was ending. If I did marry Peter, I could no more wait for my prince. I feared that Sherry’s opinion about princes was right. They married plain girls only in tales. I still didn’t want to give up. If my prince was not coming to me then I decided I would find him. I left when father was still in his bed. I love father very much but more than that, I hate the world I live in.
The sun hadn’t raised yet and the village was still asleep. The road I chose was harsh and wild, but it was exciting. I was thinking what would I tell to my prince when I find him. I was hopeful I would find him but couldn’t stop myself from thinking what if I don’t. I didn’t want to fail because I couldn’t go back to father. Peter wouldn’t want to marry a girl who had left him few days before the wedding day.
I almost died in fear when I felt like someone was following me. I hid behind a tree trunk and peeped to see who it was. I couldn’t see anyone. I guess no one was following me, it was all in my imagination. I was day dreaming a lot those days.
The Term Paper on Crackling Day By Peter Abrahams
“Crackling day’ is a story about a young black boy in South Africa that challenges three white youths and, in so doing, challenges the political system of the whole country. The very famous writer Peter Abrahams wrote it. It set in Africa in the times of apartheid. Apartheid was a “system’ or a mentality as it were was apposed on South Africa after the Second World War and ...
Peter caught me all of a sudden and asked, “Where are you going, love?”
I couldn’t think of an answer. I stood there, staring at him. I couldn’t believe he had come behind me. I was out seeking for my prince and I found one.