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English 2 – 1.07

Rapunzel re-write

Original by Grimm’s Fairy Tales

Flash Forward

“Is that my prince?” She heard the moaning in the distance – the sound of someone in pain, both physically and emotionally. “Where have you been all this time?” Rapunzel moved toward the sound and found him lying on the ground beside a berry bush. A torn rag covered his blood-stained eyes. Instantly, Rapunzel knew what had happened. “She can’t hurt you anymore, my love,” she said as she reached out to her prince. It had been years, and the years had not been kind, but he seemed to know her voice without seeing her face. The prince let Rapunzel hold him, and she wept tears of sorrow and joy into the scars that had once been his eyes.

Earlier

There were once a man and a woman who had long in vain wished for a child. At length the woman hoped that God was about to grant her desire. These people had a little window at the back of their house from which a splendid garden could be seen, which was full of the most beautiful flowers and herbs. It was, however, surrounded by a high wall, and no one dared to go into it because it belonged to an enchantress, who had great power and was dreaded by all the world. One day the woman was standing by this window and looking down into the garden, when she saw a bed which was planted with the most beautiful rampion (rapunzel), and it looked so fresh and green that she longed for it, she quite pined away, and began to look pale and miserable. Then her husband was alarmed, and asked: 'What ails you, dear wife?' 'Ah,' she replied, 'if I can't eat some of the rampion, which is in the garden behind our house, I shall die.' The man, who loved her, thought: 'Sooner than let your wife die, bring her some of the rampion yourself, let it cost what it will.' At twilight, he clambered down over the wall into the garden of the enchantress, hastily clutched a handful of rampion, and took it to his wife. She at once made herself a salad of it, and ate it...