Friday, June 19, 2015

Blog 6

Once upon a time, long, long ago, in a far off kingdom, there lived two princesses with their father, King Thomas. The younger princess, Jill, had long, shiny brown hair while Jane, the older one, had the prettiest curly, red hair in all the land. Many people came to see the princesses on Sundays when they had nothing to do but watch as the princesses chatted and visited with the kingdom. The princesses were lovely and kind to anyone they met but they shared a dark secret: King Thomas locked them in a tower at night, forbidding them from consuming food. Jane wanted more than anything to please the King so she would brush her hair in the mirror every night, hoping that in the morning, the King would see what beautiful, tangle-free hair she had, and that maybe he might let her stay in the actual castle instead of the tower. Jill on the other hand, couldn’t care less about pleasing their father. She tried to talk Jane out of brushing her hair each night and to come play a game with her instead, but she refused. “I must brush my hair so father will see it in the morning and be proud of me, Jill! Don’t you understand that?” she would say.

Jill did not understand and grew annoyed by her obsessive desire to please their father. So one day, while they were dusting the mahogany table in the castle’s dining room, she stole Jane’s hairbrush from their tower, casting it out the window, and into the ocean that crashed below her. That night, Jane couldn’t find her brush and became so focused on brushing her hair that she started using her fingers instead. This angered Jane more than anything, until she snapped at and chopped all her own hair off with some nearby scissors. The next morning, their father was not pleased. He was instead, pleased with Jill for cleaning the castle the day before. Jill was now their father’s new favorite leaving Jane to wallow in self-pity that her hair was gone and their father didn’t view her the same way anymore. At least Jane didn’t have to worry about brushing her hair anymore, until she realized she could polish her bald head every night instead. This made Jane very happy and the cycle continued. And they all lived happily ever after.

2 comments:

  1. I like the irony and plot twist of your story!

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  2. Hmmmm... I'm amazed how very twisted my students are ;-)

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