NA: Please note that this story was written not only by me but also by the amazing Kaylee Thomas

NA: Please note that this story was written not only by me but also by the amazing Kaylee Thomas. We wrote this play together for our Creative Writing class and we had the honor to perform it at a local elementary school. I was Cinderella and Kaylee was the Fairy Godmother. Please have in mind that the play had to be between 5 and 10 minutes long.

Cinderella Story

By Kaylee Thomas and Sofie Costa

Scene 1

Lights come on revealing the kitchen of a small cottage. A young woman scrubs the floor with a bucket and a wash rag. She is covered in ashes and wearing rags

Cinderella: And they’re all worried about their dresses and shoes and hair. Who cares about a stupid ball? The prince isn’t even that cute. She puts up the rag and bucket away and gets out a cutting board and knife and begins chopping onions It’s not that great tears start creeping into her voice as she starts crying It’s just a stupid ball with a stupid prince! She continues crying and chopping onions until she hears a loud thump. Cinderella jerks her head up from her work. As she turns to see what the noise was the fairy godmother comes in looking very disheveled. She is dressed in beautiful clothes but is wearing bright red lipstick and bright eye shadow. She drags a large suitcase behind her.

Barbara, the fairy godmother: to herself I have got to work on those landings. You would think after 400 years I would have improved some but I think I have actually gotten worse. Oh well… primps her hair at least I still look good. Barbara suddenly becomes aware of Cinderella staring at her and turns to speak to her Oh! Hello dearie. My name is Barbara and I am your…she reaches into her suitcase and throws a handful of glitter into Cinderella’s face Fairy Godmother!

Cinderella: My… my what? she puts the onions aside and stares at the glitter on the floor Did you say my fairy godmother?

Barbara: Yep, that’s me! Graduating class of 1608. Voted most outgoing, best personality, and… to the audience most likely to knock over a small building. back to Cinderella I’m here to make your dream of going to the prince’s ball come true.

Cinderella: Dream? What dream? I never dreamed…

Barbara: That this would happen to you? It is quite unbelievable. Looks like I’m here just in time. We have a lot of work to do. She puts her suitcase on the table with some struggle and begins to unloads items as she says them Here’s your dress, red will be beautiful with your skin tone, a hairbrush, bobby pins, hairspray, water spray bottle, we have to do something with your hair, perfume, so you can smell entrancing, and of course your glass slippers.

Cinderella: But… I… Picks up something from pile and stares at it in disbelief What is all this stuff for?

Barbara: To wear silly. Now hurry up. Go. Shoo… Cinderella leaves and the stage goes black