zutto Mukashi.....the rEd shoEs....

ONCE upon a time there was little girl, pretty and dainty.
But in summer time she was obliged to go barefooted because
she was poor, and in winter she had to wear large wooden shoes,
so that her little instep grew quite red.

In the middle of the village lived an old shoemaker’s

wife; she sat down and made, as well as she could, a pair of little

shoes out of some old pieces of red cloth. They were clumsy, but

she meant well,for they were intended for the little girl, whose

name was Karen.

Karen received the shoes and wore them for the first time on the day

of her mother’s funeral. They were certainly not suitable for mourning; but

she had no others, and so she put her bare feet into them and walked

behind the humble coffin.

Just then a large old carriage came by, and in it sat an old lady; she

looked at the little girl, and taking pity on her, said to the clergyman, “Look

here, if you will give me the little girl, I will take care of her.”

Karen believed that this was all on account of the red shoes,

but the old lady thought them hideous, and so they were burnt.

Karen herself was dressed very neatly and cleanly; she was

taught to read and to sew, and people said that she was pretty.

But the mirror told her, “You are more than pretty—you are beautiful.”

One day the Queen was travelling through that part of the country,

and had her little daughter, who was a princess, with her.

All the people, amongst them Karen too, streamed towards the castle,

where the little princess, in fine white clothes, stood before the window

and allowed herself to be stared at. She wore neither a train

nor a golden crown, but beautiful red morocco shoes; they

were indeed much finer than those which the shoemaker’s

wife had sewn for little Karen. There is really nothing in the

world that can be compared to red shoes!

MAIN POINT : i need SHOES!!!!!uwaaaa!!!!bt hev no money....uwaaa!!!sob3

YOUR TASK : buy me one!!!....ala....jgn ah kedekot....*wink*hohohohoho....