Once upon a time lived a young girl named Cinderella. She was kind, smart, and beautiful. She had a happy life when she was very young. Bu tone day, her mother died and her father married a widow who had two daughters. Cinderella stepmother didn’t like her, and neither did her stepsisters. All her stepmother’s kind thoughts and loving touches were for her own daughters. Nothing was too good for them. They had dresses, shoes, delicious food, soft beds, and every home comfort. But, for the poor Cinderella, there was nothing at all. She had no nice dresses, only her stepsisters’ hand-me-downs. No lovely dishes, nothing but scraps. No rest and no comfort. Poor Cinderella had to work hard all day. Only when evening came was she allowed to sit for a while by the fire, near the cinders, which is why everybody called her Cinderella.
Cinderella’s father did not know that her stepmother and stepsisters treated her that way. But one day, sadly, her father did too, so poor Cinderella was left in the house with her stepmother and stepsisters. Things became worse after her father died. Her stepmother made her a servant in her own home. She even had to sleep in the corner of the kitchen. But even though her clothes were tattered and her face was always smudged with cinders, Cinderella had a cheerful heart. Her stepsisters teased her all the time. They always said bad things about her appearance.