The
storyteller
Once upon a time there was a
beautiful, good and little princess. She had blue eyes and dark hair, and her
skin was very very white. The princess…
- Daddy! Stop it! I don’t like
this story. I don’t like the Snow White!
- I don’t like the stories
without mothers!
- Jane, darling… it wasn’t the
Snow White! And listen, this story is different.
She had never been out of the
castle walls, and the worst was that Eilean Donan was unoccupied except by her
and her father. This way, she had never played with any friend because she hadn’t
known or met anyone.
One day, Mary asked her father if she could go out of the castle and meet new people and make friends, but the father’s answer was so terrifying that she never asked again.
The problem was that every day
the little princess was more furious with her father (a natural reaction I
think). She decided not to look and not to talk with him, she couldn’t endure
his presence. Then, her father became a desperate person.
The time passed and the little
princess had become a good teenager. But her father was stricter than before;
he didn’t know how to deal her daughter. In consequence Mary hated more and more
the actions of her father.
So, when Mary was eighteen years,
she prepared her suitcase, she took some food and she wrote a letter to her
father that said:
Dear
father,
I
know you love me and you don’t let me go out because of the death of mummy. But
you have to understand that I can’t stay there with you for all the centuries,
I have to make my life as you have made yours.
Do
you understand me?
Please
forgive me. I had already forgiven you for all of our problems.
But
you have to promise that you will never follow me, unless it was to give me a
big hug of understanding.
I
love you
Then she escaped the castle to
achieve her dream: going out, making friends and meeting a good and a lovely
boy to marry. She finally made her dream reality.
And her father learned the life
lesson. He forgave her daughter and he accepted her handsome husband. What else
could he do?
-
What do you think Jane?
-
Oh you’re sleeping- the father says quietly.
-
Don’t worry my little princess I would never cut your
wings to fly if you do it well.
-
Good night Jane…Sweet dreams.
MORAL: Everyone has to live her
life and has to make her decisions. But the most importantly if you make a mistake, learn from him and above all apologize.
SILVIA VEGA GONZÁLEZ
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