CinderAIRia's Tale, (POW)

There was a fair maiden named Cinderairia, the daughter of a wealthy

man named Alistair. Cinderairia's mother passed away and Alistair

married a woman who bore him three daughters, Blair, Clair and Naira.

These three girls were not as fair as Cinderairia, and when Alistair died,

Cinderairia's stepmother, impaired in her thinking, although a millionaire

by inheritance, and could easily afford upstairs and downstairs maids,

decided that poor Cinderairia was not quite good enough to be fairly

treated, as her own children, so delegated the dusting and sweeping

under armchairs and side chairs to the fair Cinderairia. The girl,

did her chores, repaired things that were broken, and made beautiful

clothes for her stepsisters.

An announcement was received by airmail inviting all four girls to a

ball given by the King for his son, Prince Clairence McFair. Well, Lairetta

the stepmother, decided that only her own daughters would attend this

prestigious affair .She bought reams of fairy like fabrics of beautiful

colors and had poor Cinderaira make dresses for Blair, Clair and Naira.

They were all lovely. Sadly, the girls themselves were, in all fairness

quite ugly.

They dressed for the ball and Lairettea went with them, escorted

by a gentleman named Baird who was quite debonair. When they left

Cinderairia sat on the stairs, down in the lair where she lived,

and cried tears of sadness because she wanted to go airily dancing too.

Suddenly, a woman named Elsie appeared. She was full of fairness, and had

a wand in her hand and waived it quite fairy like and said I am your Fairy

Godmother, sent here by Alistair, your dear father, to look after you. Don't

cry, my child, I have concessionaires working to get you ready for the

ball. Let's get you upstairs, and do not despair, I will not let those short

haired sisters of your's, impair you from meeting the King's son.

I am clairvoyant and I see the airiest of futures for you. I am the chairperson

in charge of the airheads running this ball, and they will not start it until

I have announced your arrival and then in a hairsplitting second, all will

begin.

Hairstylists appeared and her longhair was done up in a lovely

hairdo, with beautiful hair combs shining with diamonds set in them.

A gown of silver fabric, fine as a hairnet, covering silver satin, was fitted

on Cinderairia. A limo as long as an airliner was waiting to pick her

up and with the airspeed of a supersonic jet, they arrived at the ball.

She stepped out of her limo and with her air step glass slippers, ran up

to the entrance to the ball. Music filled the air, and the guest of honor,

dressed in leather and mohair, rose from his armchair, with her in

his crosshairs, knocked over a tray of éclairs, with a leap extaordinaire.

He bowed to Cinderairia, fairly swept her into the air, into a fairyland dream.

Alls fair, said Elsie, smiling.

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