The Ball

Finally, the three women were out the door on their way to the ball. Tears twinkled down the fourths cheeks as she sank to her knees in the hall. Cinderella looked at her hands, at her hair, at her feet; and realized that she simply had to admit total defeat. Now if you were in the room seeing this pitiful show, you might have noticed the oven had started to glow. Cinderella was not aware of the light streaming forth, until she heard a cry for help, “Please open the door!”

Startled, Cinderella rushed toward the sound, she opened the door and guess what she found. Out came a miniature woman in the twinkling of an eye. Released from her too warm prison, she grew to full size. Thus, revealing a smiling, wrinkled, enchantress who seemed very wise. “Dear Child I’m your Godmother, here to make wrong things right. What is the wish that’s not come true tonight?”

Cinderella, so humble and fair dared not ask, she didn’t know if this woman was up to such a task. In an instant the Godmother read the darling girl’s mind, she whipped out her wand, and looked around planning out her design. The dear woman started painting the air, but as she made her large strokes enchanted figures would appear. She drew a coachman, a driver, a footman, and a dress. Outside stood a carriage so stunning it seemed, to have been drawn from a masterpiece, or an impossible dream.

Magic Frozen Carriage
In a microwave safe mixing bowl combine 2/3 c baking chips of your choosing- try milk, dark, butterscotch or whatever strikes your fancy.
Add 2 Tbs. butter and 2 tsp. canola oil
Melt all together in microwave at 50% power for 2min stirring every minute until creamy and smooth.
Allow to cool for a few minutes, then pour over the top of your favorite frozen treat. The chip mixture will harden and create a shell around your scoop of ice cream, perfect for carrying anyone to a ball.

When the happy picture was finished each detail came to life, bewitched by magic and ending Cinderella’s strife. Quickly, Cinderella dressed and primped with such speed; unfortunately, she looked down to find her toes were still wiggly and free. Her gentle godmother smiled to herself and painted a pair shoes like you wouldn’t find on the shelf. They shined in the dim light as if it were day. Cinderella tried on the small shoes—they fit right away.

A kiss on the head was their parting good-bye. The gentle godmother had to wipe the tears from her eyes. She cautioned young Cinderella that all magic can’t last, and pleaded for her to return home before midnight had past. The girl promised to be careful and not forget the fateful hour. Then she vanished from sight with the wand of great power.

Cinderella, realized that the sun was almost down, so she raced to the carriage to hurry through town. They bounded over streets, made of cobbles, and stones, finally ascending the hill where the great palace shown. The guards at the gate only looked in surprise, as the beautiful carriage was so late to arrive. Yet, imagine the scene of those very same men, trying to get a glimpse of the beauty that was carried within. She descended with grace, seemed to float up the stairs, looked down on the gala where all were dancing in pairs.





“The Festival of Herod y Peter Paul Rubens
Rubens was a Flemish artist who lived form 1577-1640. He was born to a wealthy family , but due to the early demise of his own father grew up under the loving hand of his mother. His are known by their use of color even during the Baroque period. He is an artist who became so popular during his own time that his students often filled in his sketches of religious scenes only to be quickly worked over by the artist himself, once the majority of the painting had been completed. Due to his popularity he became a diplomatic influence in Europe during his lifetime. Furthermore his influence trickled down through a generation of important artists who took the opportunity o study under him during his life time.
Without warning the whole crowd stopped their dancing to see, the unexpected entrance of this simple beauty. The young Prince looking up, was smitten by her bright smile. He quickly, offered his hand to Cinderella and to the dance floor they filed. The couple pranced and they twirled all around the castle floor. It seemed the two talked as if friends from long before.

As they talked she admired his love for everything in life. He noticed her sweet manners, sweet as cinnamon and spice. Their love blossomed in the dark of night for all the guests to see. Their souls got acquainted while their hearts were set free. The two cared not to notice the grumbles and groans emitted from each mother and daughter who had dreams of the throne.