Once upon a time, there was a poor couple, who had a son, a daughter, and a cat. The children's names were Hansel and Gretel and their parents' names were "Mom" and "Dad." They lived in a small, broken-down shack. The couple worked very hard to provide food to their family. The children went to school every day and, when they walked home from school, they spent their time foraging for apples and grapes and other foods and fruits that they could bring home.
Unfortunately, one day, Mom was hit by a car and she died. Dad was broken hearted because he really loved Mom. But then he met a woman who said that she would make him very happy. After a while, they got married. Then the woman saw that, not only did she get a husband, she got a son, a daughter, and a cat. She was very irritated by that and set out to make the lives of Hansel and Gretel very bad indeed. She had made up her mind that she would be the wickedest stepmother that had ever lived on the face of the earth.
This was a difficult job for the Wicked Stepmother because her new husband loved his children very much. Fortunately for her, he was working at three different jobs and he was hardly ever home. The Wicked Stepmother spent all of her husband's money on frivolous stuff because that's what Wicked People do. She wasn't going to be like that boring and overly generous Mom who got run over by a bus.
One night, she said to her new husband, "Husband dear, we must have a talk about our finances." She said it loud enough for Hansel and Gretel to hear.
Dad: That's OK, dear. I have three jobs and we will be fine. We don't have the most extravagant food, but we have good, healthy food and we have fresh fruits and berries from the forest.
Wicked Stepmother: Yes, that's true. The forest. We must let the children go. Send them deep into the forest. Then we can afford better stuff.
Hansel and Gretel weren't able to sleep. That was nothing new. They had spent many nights tossing and turning in their little beds. Now they were overhearing their stepmother's plot to dump them off into the forest and get them hopelessly lost. Well, about as lost as one could get when there were highways going all over the place.
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5 comments:
Highly creative with a happy ending.
Now, that is one fractured fairy tale!
I love it! Of course your photos are excellent as always and I love the happy ending.
Love it, you did such a great job! Thanks for sharing.
Once upon a time, there was an orange man with a bad haircut. His ego was Yuge. And his children never had to forage for nuts and seeds or berries and grapes like the other children did. But the other children, and then their parents, didn't realize that the orange man and his friends were stealing all the money and using the money to buy things for themselves. Instead, they blamed the opponents of the orange man for all the misery in the world. Will the followers of the orange man wake up in time? Too bad that one isn't a fairy tale.
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