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Cendrillon: The True Story of Cinderella
Cendrillon: The True Story of Cinderella
Cendrillon: The True Story of Cinderella
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Cendrillon: The True Story of Cinderella

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What was most amazing
was that upon investigation,
it was found that these letters
were positive poof
that the Cinderella story
we know as a fairy tale
was a historic event
Now for the true story
of Queen Cendrillon.
LanguageEnglish
PublisherBookBaby
Release dateJan 27, 2015
ISBN9781483551302
Cendrillon: The True Story of Cinderella

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    Cendrillon - Tom Hendricks

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    INTRODUCTION

    On August 12 of this year my housekeeper awoke me from a sound sleep to tell me that she had discovered, by accident, a secret panel in the antique chest in the attic. She said that while carrying two boxes of old dishes up to the attic; she had stumbled over a stack of shoes on the floor, hit the side of a stuffed chair that slid into the chest and triggered the hidden panel.

    She said that at first she was worried that she had chipped off a piece off the chest. She knew how much I treasured it for its fine carvings. But after she looked at it more closely she could see that her fall had opened up a secret door.

    Don't touch anything until I get there, I told her. I quickly dressed and joined her in the attic.

    On the side of the chest a little door about 4 inches square had opened, and had exposed a metal latch.

    I pulled on the latch. After a good stiff tug, a large drawer, about the length of a shoebox, gently slid open from the base of the trunk.

    Inside, sandwiched between two thin boards, and wrapped in a long faded red cloth ribbon, was a thick packet of papers. I carefully removed the packet and noticed a musty fragrance. Around the sides of the papers were piles of dust particles that were probably the remains of wildflowers used to scent the secret drawer.

    I then took the packet to the curator who sold me the chest. He carefully untied what was left of the ribbon and removed the boards. Inside were about 15 thick sheets of parchment. Each had a royal seal and was signed with the signature, Cendrillon. As he cautiously shuffled through them, they made a crinkling sound. He commented that they seemed to be in pristine condition, and written in what he thought was a Germanic language. Beyond that, he wouldn't speculate.

    I left the packet with him. Through his research and the help of other experts in the field, he managed to determine that the letters were the correspondence of Queen Cendrillon and her first born child, her son, Prince William, the owner of the chest.

    The letters had been carefully sealed and stored because of their importance to Prince William. They told in Cendrillon's own script the full story of how she, a woodcutter's daughter, had met and fallen in love with Prince Martel (later King and father to William). The prince treasured his mother's story and saved the letters for all time.

    What was most astonishing was that Cendrillon's story paralleled, in almost every aspect, the fairy tale of Cinderella!

    My housekeeper suggested that I write the tale in a story form and have it published. I agreed. This was too great a discovery to keep to myself.

    So now I bring to you, in a translation as close to the original as I can, the true tale of Cendrillon, beginning with the line common to all storytellers since:

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    CHAPTER ONE

    ONCE UPON A TIME in the northern forests of Europe, there was born to parents of meager means a son who grew up to be a woodcutter. The woodcutter was a hard worker who seldom took even an afternoon off. But one day in May, with spring fever in his bones, he decided to end his work early and celebrate the oncoming warm weather by going to the May Day festival held in town.

    There he met and fell in love with the most beautiful woman he had ever seen. She had soft eyes and long brown hair. And when she danced, she was as light as a feather in his rough, calloused, black and blue nailed, hands. From then on throughout the summer, he saw her every chance he got. They shared suppers, hayrides, market days, and Church Sundays. Then, on the night of the harvest celebration,

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