Daily for the 9th of July 2023:

Sleeping Habits of Clara (I don't rlly keep characters, I just draw random hot people so this was one of the drawings i did heh)

Clara is a night owl, finding solace and inspiration in the late hours when the world around her is hushed and calm. It is during this time that her creativity ignites, and she indulges in her passions—painting, writing, and exploring her vivid imagination. Her bed becomes a sanctuary, a cocoon that envelopes her in tranquility and allows her to embark on a journey of self-discovery.

While Clara embraces the nocturnal, her sleeping habits are far from routine. Some nights, she finds herself caught in the clutches of insomnia, her mind buzzing with thoughts and ideas that refuse to rest. On such nights, she roams her room like a sleep-deprived wanderer, seeking solace in the dimly lit corners. The world outside may be asleep, but Clara dances with her thoughts, finding inspiration in the silence.

Contrarily, there are nights when Clara's slumber resembles that of a contented cat, peaceful and undisturbed. As she lays her head upon the pillow, a wave of tranquility washes over her, and sleep claims her effortlessly. Her dreams then become her sanctuary, transporting her to faraway realms and unfathomable adventures. She is the protagonist of her own ethereal stories, where the laws of reality cease to exist, and whimsy takes hold.

However, Clara's sleeping habits are not solely confined to the embrace of her bed. Occasionally, she succumbs to the allure of a daytime nap, indulging in stolen moments of rest amidst the chaos of life. These power naps, as she calls them, grant her a burst of energy and creativity, recharging her like a dormant battery awakened by a sudden jolt. In these short bursts of slumber, she finds respite from the demands of the world and regains her equilibrium.

Clara's sleeping habits are as diverse as her multifaceted personality, an intricate tapestry woven with threads of insomnia, dream-filled nights, and rejuvenating daytime naps. Each night brings forth a new chapter, an opportunity for her to explore the vast expanse of her mind and dive into the depths of her creativity. Whether she finds solace in the nocturnal whispers or embraces the daytime repose, Clara's relationship with sleep is an extraordinary one, leaving those around her captivated and in awe of her unique sleeping habits. -371 words excluding title (hope that's okay)

SWC Part 2 of Weekly 2:

Story: (yes there is no title lol)

Once upon a time, in the small coastal town of Seabreeze, lived a young fisherman named Ethan. He had spent his entire life navigating the turbulent waves of the ocean, seeking adventure and the thrill of the catch. One stormy evening, as he prepared his boat for the next day's journey, a peculiar map caught his attention. It was a weathered parchment, marked with cryptic symbols and faded ink. Intrigued, Ethan traced his finger along the intricate lines, feeling an inexplicable pull toward the unknown.

Driven by curiosity and a touch of excitement, Ethan decided to follow the mysterious map. As dawn broke, he set sail, guided by the rising sun and the enigmatic directions etched on the parchment. The sea, usually his companion, felt unfamiliar and unpredictable as he ventured further away from the familiar shores of Seabreeze.

Days turned into weeks as Ethan sailed through uncharted waters. Storms raged, threatening to engulf his tiny boat, but his determination never wavered. He encountered treacherous whirlpools, menacing sea creatures, and endless stretches of desolate ocean. Doubts began to plague him, questioning the sanity of his quest. But every time he was on the verge of giving up, a glimmer of hope would emerge, urging him to press on.

Finally, after what felt like an eternity, the map led Ethan to a hidden island shrouded in mist. As he stepped onto the sandy shore, a sense of awe washed over him. The island's lush vegetation, vibrant flowers, and exotic wildlife seemed untouched by time. It was a place of raw beauty and undiscovered secrets.

Driven by a newfound purpose, Ethan explored the island, guided by his unwavering intuition. Deep within a dense forest, he stumbled upon a hidden cave entrance, barely visible behind a curtain of vines. Intrigued, he cautiously entered the dark cavern, his heart pounding with anticipation.

The cave revealed a breathtaking sight—a vast chamber bathed in a soft, ethereal glow. In the center, atop a stone pedestal, rested a shimmering pearl unlike anything Ethan had ever seen. Its iridescent hues danced with the play of light, emanating an otherworldly energy.

Compelled by an unknown force, Ethan reached out and touched the pearl. In that instant, a surge of power coursed through his veins. Visions of his past and glimpses of his future flooded his mind, unveiling the true purpose of his journey.

The pearl possessed the ability to control the tempestuous seas and bring harmony to the elements. It was a sacred artifact, sought after by generations of seafarers, whispered about in legends and tales. Ethan realized that he was chosen to be the guardian of this precious gem, entrusted with the responsibility to restore balance to the ocean and protect its creatures.

With newfound purpose and a heart brimming with gratitude, Ethan bid farewell to the mystical island and set sail back to Seabreeze. Word of his extraordinary adventure spread like wildfire, and the townspeople welcomed him as a hero.

Ethan, now the revered protector of the seas, used the pearl's power to calm the storms, guide lost ships, and preserve the fragile ecosystems beneath the waves. He became a legend, a beacon of hope, and a symbol of resilience for the people of Seabreeze.

And so, Ethan's tale intertwined with the ebb and flow of the tides, forever etched in the annals of Seabreeze's history—a reminder that even in the face of the unknown, courage, curiosity, and a touch of magic can transform an ordinary life into an extraordinary adventure. -586 words (excluding titles)

SWC Part 1 of Weekly 2:

How to start a scene/reveal different settings:

1. Engage the senses: Begin by describing the sensory details of the new setting. Consider the sights, sounds, smells, tastes, and textures that characterize the environment. Engaging the reader's senses helps them visualize the scene more vividly.
Example: “As she stepped into the bustling café, the aroma of freshly brewed coffee enveloped her senses. The clinking of porcelain cups and the low hum of conversations filled the air, creating a cozy ambiance.”

2. Set the mood: Establish the atmosphere or mood of the scene to create the desired emotional impact. Choose words and descriptions that evoke the intended feeling, whether it's excitement, tension, serenity, or mystery.
Example: “The abandoned mansion stood tall, its dilapidated facade cloaked in an eerie silence. The overgrown vines snaked their way up the walls, casting long, twisted shadows that sent shivers down her spine.”

3. Introduce a character's perspective: Reveal the new setting through the eyes of a character. Use their observations, thoughts, and reactions to immerse the reader in the scene and provide a unique perspective.
Example: “From the top of the hill, he gazed at the sprawling cityscape below. The glittering lights transformed the night into a kaleidoscope of possibilities. He couldn't help but feel a surge of excitement, knowing that this was the place where dreams were born.”

4. Show movement or transition: If the new setting is a result of a transition or change, demonstrate the movement or shift between the scenes. This helps create a smooth and seamless transition for the reader.
Example: “Leaving the busy streets behind, she wandered into the tranquil park. The cacophony of traffic faded away, replaced by the gentle rustling of leaves and the distant chirping of birds. With each step, the city's chaos gave way to a peaceful oasis.”

5. Use dialogue or interaction: Incorporate dialogue or interactions between characters to introduce a new setting. This can be a conversation about the surroundings or a reaction to the change in environment, adding depth and immediacy to the scene.
Example: “She gestured toward the towering mountains in the distance. ‘Can you believe the grandeur of this place?’ she asked, her voice filled with awe. ‘I never imagined we’d stumble upon such a breathtaking landscape.'”

6. Action: Start the scene with a moment of action that immediately engages the reader. This could be a physical action, an event, or a dialogue exchange that propels the scene forward.
Example: “The door swung open with a creak, and she burst into the room, her heart pounding in her chest. ‘I found it!’ she exclaimed, waving a crumpled piece of paper.”

Remember to balance the level of detail and avoid overwhelming the reader with excessive descriptions. Start with key elements that capture the essence of the setting and gradually add more details as the scene unfolds. Also listen to the advice I think EVERY English teacher tells you (even if it's infuriating) such as ‘show not tell.' This advice would usually come from experience or would just be a great way to get better grades!
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Just posting this critique in this thread so it's easier for me to see, but I do have a separate thread specifically for critiques so it's easier for others lol.
Link to piece I am critiquing: https://scratch.mit.edu/discuss/post/7377764/ by @icebunny11

This might not be as long as you expected but these are all the things my peanut brain could think of!

The story was so beautiful! *sniffles* From my perspective, your grammar was spot-on and I don't think it needs any editing. The first little paragraph was a bit confusing because I originally thought he first saw and met the princess in the play but now I think it was originally meant to be like a hook- so i can't say much about that! I think the main issue was that I didn't really ‘feel’ too sad or anything because I didn't get to read the relationship of the dude and the princess. I only read a small introduction, 2 sentences about what happened in between and then quite a lot of his mother just screaming at him. I do realise that this is a small story and it takes a while to create a scenario (personally I make this mistake too) but I think you should balance your story out a bit and definitely make sure we sort of earn to read the sadness. Not the best way to explain it but the conflict in a sort of sad story should always be devastating and you could achieve that by perhaps cutting down the conflict with his mother and instead adding some dialogue, more feeling in between the 2 lovers, etc. Other than that, you are set to win a Nobel Prize in writing! <3 -224 words (excluding titles)

Ancient Egyptian Pharaoh Essay for School:

Pharaohh Tutankhamun

One of the most revered and enigmatic figures in Egyptian history was Pharaoh Tutankhamun. Born around 1341 BCE, Tutankhamun ascended to the throne at the early age of nine and reigned from 1332 to 1323 BCE. Despite his youth, Tutankhamun left an indelible mark on ancient Egypt. His reign is often associated with a restoration of traditional religious practices and a revival of the arts. Tutankhamun died at only 18-19 years old due to a fracture in his left thigh bone and was buried in the Tomb of Tut Ankh Amun. He wore expensive jewellery and owned many exquisite things, offering unparalleled insights into the opulence of Egyptian pharaohs. While Tutankhamun's role in shaping Egypt's destiny remains uncertain, his death and the erasure of his legacy by his successors added to the mystery surrounding his rule. Nevertheless, Tutankhamun's story continues to captivate the imagination of people worldwide, shedding light on the world of ancient Egypt and its enigmatic pharaohs. -159 words (excluding titles)

English Assessment:

Art Therapy

In a small town called Sequoia Falls, nestles between thick forests of gnarly Sequoia trees, there lives two best friends named Arlowe and Isabel. They had grown up together, sharing countless secrets, adventures, and mysteries. They were inseparable, and always there for each other in times of joy and sorrow.
Isabel was known for her outgoing and lively nature. She had a smile so bright that it was like a sudden beam of sunlight, illuminated the darkest corners of a room. Once she would flash her smile, it would brighten anyone’s day. Arlowe on the other hand, was reserved and introspective. She was often lost in her own thoughts, sometimes too engrossed and absorbed by her pondering. She was a little ball of endless but immersive thoughts. Although she seemed shy and cold from the outside, she was extremely passionate, enthusiastic, and artistic. Even Isabel admired the quiet strength Arlowe possessed and the way her brain functioned.
As they reached their teenage years, Isabel started to notice small changes in Arlowe. She had started to build a fortress around herself, that was growing bigger and bigger every day. Arlowe was intelligent, and the epitome of ‘going to be something big.’ While Isabel was growing to be a vibrant and compassionate person, and since she had known Arlowe for so long, Isabel started to feel the ever-growing wall between them.
So naturally, Isabel being herself, went up to Arlowe and tried to ask Arlowe why she was acting so weird. “Hey Arlowe, you’ve been acting kind of weird these days. What’s up?” Isabel asked, wiggling her eyebrows in an attempt to be humorous. Arlowe put a stray piece of red hair behind her ear as she responded dryly, “I’m fine.” She then took her books and left, leaving behind an annoyed Isabel.
Little did Isabel know, Arlowe’s parents were arguing heavily and that evening when Arlowe went home, her parents announced that they were getting a divorce. Arlowe’s world shattered and her small fear of vulnerability intensified. She became even more determined to keep her emotions hidden. Believing that showing her true feelings would only lead to more pain. She wanted to convince herself that everything was okay- including her and the relationship between her parents.
Arlowe found herself sinking deeper into sadness and despair. The once secretly bright and enthusiastic teenager has become a mere shadow of herself, her small but precious smile faded and her spirit crushed. Sensing her friend’s pain, Isabel resolved to do whatever it took to help her overcome the sadness and find a glimmer of hope.
One sunny afternoon, Isabel arrived at Emily’s house, armed with a bag full of art supplies and a determination to bring some colour back into Arlowe’s life. “Arlowe,” Isabel called out, knocking gently on the door, “I have something special planned for us today!” Arlowe, who had spent the morning wallowing in her sorrow, opened to door with a hint of curiosity in her eyes. She was greeted by Isabel’s signature bright smile and an array of vibrant paints, sketchbooks, and brushes in her hands. “Bells, what’s all this?” Arlowe askes, a flicker of interest lighting up on her face. “It’s an art therapy session my friend,” Isabel replied, her eyes sparkling with enthusiasm. “I thought we could use art as a way to express ourselves and some of the sadness we’ve been carrying. Plus, you love art!”
Arlowe hesitated for a moment, uncertainty clouding her mind, but she knew Isabel only had good intentions. With a sigh, she nodded and invited her inside. Together, they transformed they transformed Arlowe’s living-room into a makeshift art studio, spreading out the supplies and laying the canvases on the floor. The once colour-less and depressing living room turned into an abstract and lively place.
Isabel guided Arlowe through various artistic exercises, encouraging her to let to of her worries and pour her emotions onto the canvas. They started with simple brushstrokes, allowing the colours to blend and merge in unpredictable ways. As they painted, Isabel shared stories, jokes and fond memories, doing her best to uplift Arlowe’s spirits.
As the hours passed, Arlowe felt a flicker of joy rekindling within her. She allowed herself to let go of the sadness, if only for a moment, and become lost in the world of colours and creativity she desperately missed. With each stroke of the brush, Arlowe felt a weight lifting from her heart, replaced by a sense of liberation and relief.
Isabel being the intuitive person, recognised the subtle transformation in Arlowe. Sensing that this was the perfect opportunity to further lift her spirits, Isabel suggested they create a collaborative painting, symbolising their bond and resilience in the face of hardships. The project would serve as a reminder of the love and support they shared.
They worked side by side, blending their individual styles and intertwining their stories on the canvas. “Hey, this purple looks kind of like your hair!” Laughed Arlowe, pointing at a small stroke of purple on the canvas. “Well, the green looks like your eyes, and the red looks like your hair! But I’m thinking to change my hair to this blue colour. Looks good don’t you think?” Responded Isabel with a smile. “Sure…” Replied Arlowe, rolling her emerald eyes. More laughter and tears mingled as they reminisced about their adventures, dreams, and the unwavering support they always offered each other.
When they finally stepped back to admire their masterpiece Arlowe’s eyes shimmered with newfound hope. Although Arlowe was always better at art than Isabel, the painting radiated the beauty of their friendship, capturing the essence of resilience, love, and the strength to overcome life’s challenges. In that moment, Arlowe realised the incredible gift that Isabel had given her- the gift of healing and the reminder that she was not alone in her struggles. Isabel had shown her that even amidst the turmoil od he parents’ divorce, love, support and the beauty of friendship remained steadfast.
From that day forward, Arlowe carried the painting with her wherever she went, a symbol of the bond she and Isabel shared and a testament to the power of friendship in overcoming sadness and finding solace in the darkest of times. Arlowe knew she had a friend who would always be there to help her paint a brighter tomorrow- no matter how dark the canvas.
Years later, Isabel and Arlowe sat on a small rock near a lake, reminiscing their teenage years. They marvelled at how far they had come individually and together, because they had dared to be vulnerable and open their hearts. And so, Arlowe’s fear of opening up and accepting her situation was replaced with the joy of deep connections- no matter how long they last. The once reserved Arlowe blossomed into a strong and independent woman, all thanks to the power of friendship.
Besides, like the small town they lived in, Arlowe and Isabel’s beautiful friendship never changed. -1159 words (excluding title)

English Fairy Tale Report:

Snow White

General Information
Snow-White (Schneewittchen in German) was written by the Brothers Grimm (Wilhelm Carl Grimm and Jacob Grimm) and many other writers after them. The story was initially inspired by the real-life story of a countess (Margaretha von Waldeck) and Philip II of Spain. Supposedly, Prince Philip had madly fallen in love with her, but the Kind of Spain didn’t approve of the match, as he expected his son to marry for the gain of the kingdom. So, he had hired an alleged assassin and then he poisoned Margaretha. Although Margaretha’s version doesn’t fully correlate with Snow-White, some very significant parts have been taken from it. The Brother Grimm’s version was published on the 20th of December 1812, in Germany.
Throughout the story, beauty if depicted as a vital component of Snow-White’s story. (More under ‘Morals’ and ‘Characters’ section)

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Characters (S.A.A.O)
1. Snow-White
Speech - Snow-White’s dialogue appears to show that she is calm and caring. Even her ‘sweet voice’ was so innocent that even ‘the wild beasts after her’ in the forest did her no harm. Even the huntsman took pity on Snow-White and released her into the wild. We can see this in the dialogue, ‘And as she was so lovely the huntsman had pity on her, and said “Away with you then, poor child;” for he thought the animals would be sure to devour her, and it was as if a stone had been rolled away from his heart when he spared to put her to death.’
Snow-White’s first line of dialogue is when ‘she began to weep and to say, “Oh dear huntsman, do not take my life; I will go away into the wild wood, and never come home again.”’ This reflects that Snow-White can use her innocence to achieve what she desperately needs, whether intentionally or unintentionally. Although Snow-White may seem smart, she is quite gullible and can be easily taken advantage of because of her optimistic and gentle personality. This is one of her greatest weakness- but can also be considered one of her greatest strengths as well.
An example that I believe is a great example of her taken advantage of is when the prince asks Snow-White to marry him. Snow-White was only around 7 and the prince was said to be around 25 years old- that’s almost an 18 year age gap between them. This sort of concept is extremely socially unacceptable today. It also indicates no sign that Snow-White had actually liked the prince in general (as she has only just woken up then agreed to marry him the next second). In the story, it even quotes ‘and as Snow-White was kind, and went with him, and their wedding was held with pomp and splendour.’ There is no relationship development at all and everything is quite rushed.
Actions - Snow-White’s actions towards to beginning of the story are minute and indifferent- as the story focuses more on the reason behind Snow-White us sent out to supposedly being murdered. When Show-White is sent out to the woods and is about to get murdered by the huntsman, and then gets spared, we get the essence that Snow-White must appear to be affectionate and ‘innocent.’ The magic mirror even proclaimed she was the ‘fairest of them all.’ This and her supposed ‘innocence’ (which is frequently mentioned throughout the story) combined are likely her strongest allies. She is able to stay safe for a while and it is actually her own stupidity that cost her. Her trusting and helpful nature cause her much trouble but also intrigues readers and makes them sympathise with her.
Appearance – Snow-White is shown to have ‘skin as white as snow, lips as red as blood, and hair black as ebony.’ This apparently occurs when her mother ‘pricker her finger, and there fell from it three drops of blood on the snow’ which caused her to wish for a child with similar features to Snow-White. These three colours (white, red, and black) were all symbols that manifested Snow-White as a coming-of-age story for many young viewers. White represents innocence at birth as well as Snow-White’s naivety at the beginning of the story. (When she went to the woods, without a clue that it was a plan to murder her) Red was a symbol of maturity and passion she went through when she moved in with the dwarves (cooking, cleaning etc.) and also when she met the ‘King’s son.’ Black represents death which Snow-White briefly experiences when she was ‘poisoned’ and when she was hurt on multiple other occasions by the Evil Queen.
Throughout the story, Snow-White’s ‘beauty’ is depicted as a vital component and the most valuable feature. She is considered the epitome and paragon of beauty. This even fuels the antagonist (The Evil Queen/Stepmother) to try and kill Snow-White (this fails after various attempts). The reason being that as ‘Snow-White was growing prettier and prettier, and when she was seven years old, she was as beautiful as day, far more so than herself,’ and the queen herself was previously ‘the fairest of them all.’ This infuriated the queen as ‘she could not bear to be surpassed in beauty by anyone’ and her personality is also described as ‘proud and overbearing.’ So when she found out (via the ‘Magic-looking glass’ she owned), ‘this gave the queen a great shock.’ She had even become ‘yellow and green with envy, and from that hour her heart turned against Snow-White, and she hated her.’ This means that although Snow-White’s beauty can be substantial (e.g. the King’s son falling in love with her, the dwarves saving her, etc.) but can also be a great disadvantage.
This augmentation of the importance of the standardized beauty in Snow-White may be very judgemental and opposing to what we believe ‘beauty’ means in our current generation. Snow-White’s beauty has so much importance, that this may even be considered as part of her personality- possibly being beauteous or alluring.
Others – No one is considered as beautiful as Snow-White since she ‘is the fairest of them all’ and this makes her become the centre of every insecurity (referring specifically to the Evil Queen/Stepmother). This leaves barely any thought to any other appearances (excluding the Evil Queen/Stepmother’s). This is seen when the dwarves who let Snow-White live with them, are only described as ‘the masters of the house.’ This also goes for the prince as he is only ever referred to as ‘the king’s son’ and nothing more. Even the ‘pomp’ and ‘splendour’ wedding Snow-White and the prince have is described in more detail than the groom himself.
In the Brother Grimm’s version of Snow-White, the whole story is written to be darker- even when the story ends, Snow-White ends up brutally torturing her stepmother and then killing her. (More about this under ‘Other Adaptations’ section)



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Setting
Time – This story was published in 1812 and considering that there was no technology at that time, the story must’ve been set in the same time period. (As there was no visible technology in Snow-White) The way beauty is represented in Snow-White is also outdated. Evidence of this is mentioned as firstly, a seven-year-old was left home alone (which is illegal in most countries) and is told to take care of the house, (an unreasonable expectation for a seven-year-old) and currently has no legal guardian. An example of this is shown when the dwarves tell Snow-White she could stay with them if she takes care of the house. ‘”If you keep our house for us, and cook, and wash, and make the beds, and sew and knit, and keep everything tidy and clean, you may stay with us and you shall lack nothing.”’ There is also no government (as the monarch controls everything in Snow-White) nor an orphanage or a foster-care system available for Snow-White to rely on. These sorts of resources were not available in Germany and were only introduced till around 1871.
Place – There is no specified place Snow-White was set. (Or specific kingdom) The only small and indirect hints of where this story is set is that the place has a royal hierarchy (as the terms ‘king, queen and prince’ have been mentioned) so it’s likely that the story has been set in a kingdom.
Although we learn about the ‘little house’ in which she stayed in with the dwarves. It is located in ‘the wild woods’ and is possible shared between two (or more) kingdoms as the ‘King’s son rode through the wood and up to the dwarves’ house, which was near it.’ This may also be the reason that ‘Snow-White’s wicked stepmother was also bidden to the feast’ not just because Snow-White wanted revenge, also because The Evil Queen lived in a neighbouring kingdom. This means that the ‘wild woods’ was in between at least two different kingdoms.
Atmosphere – The atmosphere in the Grimm Brother’s version of Snow-White spontaneously changes throughout the story. When the story begins, the atmosphere is quite calm as everyone anticipates what will happen after the queen ‘pricked her finger.’ The atmosphere then starts to gradually darken after she passes away. The atmosphere also gravitates towards Snow-White’s situation and her emotions.
For example, when Snow-White felt relieved and content because she had found the dwarfs’ house, the dark atmosphere immediately evaporated and a positive one is put in place. In contrary, when she got poisoned, the atmosphere became extremely dark. Unlike other fairy tales, whilst Snow-White gets saved and will be happily married, the story still ends in a ghastly but reassuring atmosphere as the Evil Queen is made to wear ‘red-hot iron shoes, in which she had to dance until she fell down dead.’


Plot Elements Summary from Snow-White Quote
Orientation - Snow-White’s mother pricks her finger and then wishes for a child with similar features as Snow-White.
- Snow-White’s mother dies after Snow-White is born.
- The King remarries a beautiful woman.
- She is quite proud and envious. - ‘”Oh that I had a child as white as snow, lips as red as blood, and as black as the frame of the embroidery machine.”’
- ‘After a year had gone by, the King took another wife, a beautiful woman but proud and overbearing and she would not bear to be surpassed in beauty by anyone.’
Conflict - The stepmother has a magic mirror that speaks only the truth.
- The mirror says that Snow-White is fairer than the stepmother.
- The Evil Queen sends a huntsman to kill Snow-White and bring back her heart.
- The huntsman spares her and gives a boar heart to the queen instead.
- Snow-White runs into the wild and finds a house.
- She stays the night there and then the dwarfs who live there, let her stay. - ‘At last she sent for a huntsman, and said, “Take the child out into the woods, so that I may set eyes on her no more. You must put her to death, and bring me her heart for a token.”’
- ‘And as she was so lovely the huntsman had pity on her, and said, “Away with you then, poor child;” for he thought the wild animals would be sure to devour her, and it was as if a stone had been rolled away from his heart when he spared to put her to death.’
- ‘Then the dwarfs said, “If you will keep our house for us, and cook, and wash, and make the beds, and sew and knit, and keep everything tidy and clean, you may stay with us, and you shall lack nothing.”’

Climax - The Evil Stepmother finds out that Snow-White is still alive and attempts to kill her three times.
- The final attempt succeeds by feeding Snow-White a poisoned apple.
- The dwarfs are unable to save her, so they put her in a glass coffin.
- A prince comes and takes the coffin after consulting with the dwarfs.
- The prince journeys home with it.
- ‘Then she was very angry, for the glass always spoke the truth, and she knew that the huntsman must have deceived her, and that Snow-white must still be living. And she thought and thought how she could manage to make an end of her, for as long as she was not the fairest in the land, envy left her no rest.’


- ‘When he so spoke the good little dwarfs had pity upon him and gave him the coffin, and the king's son called his servants and bid them carry it away on their shoulders.’
Denouement/Resolution - The servants holding the coffin stumble, and the poisoned piece of apple flies out of her mouth.
- She ends up living and then the prince asks to marry her.
- Snow-White agrees and then they have a wedding.
- The host a grand feast and the Evil Stepmother gets invited.
- Snow-White makes her wear hot iron shoes and dance until she dies. - ‘Now it happened that as they were going along they stumbled over a bush, and with the shaking the bit of poisoned apple flew out of her throat.’



- And Snow-white was kind, and went with him, and their wedding was held with pomp and great splendour.’



- ‘For they had ready red-hot iron shoes, in which she had to dance until she fell down dead.’


Moral
The moral of the story is that ‘vanity will not take you far, but kindness will.’ In the story, the queen was completely indulged in vanity, which ended up destroying her life and messing with her mind. It ended up being her ruin. Whereas kind-hearted Snow-White found some friends (the dwarfs) and met a prince that loved her and will later marry her.
On the other hand, people who take vanity too far (e.g. hurting others like The Evil Queen/Stepmother) are later punished for their actions. This message is extremely important (hence why so many remakes have been created) as this can refer to everyday issues- not just about being beautiful. This is an excellent message for young readers who may suffer from the same problems.







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Other Adaptations
Throughout the world, there have been many adaptations to the Grimm Brother’s Snow-White in many different ways of text. Even famous writers like Charles Perrault have rewritten the story. One of the most well-known adaptations of Snow-White is the version made by Disney. Some other popular adaptations might be ‘Mirror Mirror’ (2012), ‘Snow-White and the Huntsman’ (2012), ‘Once Upon a Time’ (2011) and many more. Some adaptations have changed details to cater to what they like, for example, Disney’s version of Snow-White.
In the Disney’s version of Snow-White, she gets saved by a kiss from the prince and in the Brothers Grimm version, the ‘apple flew out of her throat’ as the servants carrying her to the King’s palace has stumbled. The difference between the Disney and the Brothers Grimm version of Snow-White also occurs a few more times. In the Disney version, the Evil Queen dies after she hands Snow-White the poisoned apple as she is an old woman and is unable to reach her magic mirror in time to return to her original form. Whereas in the Grimm Brother’s version, Snow-White had made the Evil Queen wear ‘red-hot iron shoes, in which she had to dance until she fell down dead.’



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Bibliography
Credits to grimmstories.com for the original (English translated) copy of Snow-White by the Brothers Grimm
Link: https://www.grimmstories.com/en/grimm_fairy-tales/snow-white

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Story (quotes from plot table highlighted)
It was the middle of winter, and the snow-flakes were falling like feathers from the sky, and a queen sat at her window working, and her embroidery-frame was of ebony. And as she worked, gazing at times out on the snow, she pricked her finger, and there fell from it three drops of blood on the snow. And when she saw how bright and red it looked, she said to herself, “Oh that I had a child as white as snow, as red as blood, and as black as the wood of the embroidery frame!” Not very long after she had a daughter, with a skin as white as snow, lips as red as blood, and hair as black as ebony, and she was named Snow-white. And when she was born the queen died. After a year had gone by the king took another wife, a beautiful woman, but proud and overbearing, and she could not bear to be surpassed in beauty by any one. She had a magic looking-glass, and she used to stand before it, and look in it, and say,

“Looking-glass upon the wall,
Who is fairest of us all?”

And the looking-glass would answer,

“You are fairest of them all.”

And she was contented, for she knew that the looking-glass spoke the truth. Now, Snow-white was growing prettier and prettier, and when she was seven years old she was as beautiful as day, far more so than the queen herself. So one day when the queen went to her mirror and said,

“Looking-glass upon the wall,
Who is fairest of us all?”

It answered,

“Queen, you are full fair, ‘tis true,
But Snow-white fairer is than you.”

This gave the queen a great shock, and she became yellow and green with envy, and from that hour her heart turned against Snow-white, and she hated her. And envy and pride like ill weeds grew in her heart higher every day, until she had no peace day or night. At last she sent for a huntsman, and said, “Take the child out into the woods, so that I may set eyes on her no more. You must put her to death, and bring me her heart for a token.” The huntsman consented, and led her away; but when he drew his cutlass to pierce Snow-white’s innocent heart, she began to weep, and to say, “Oh, dear huntsman, do not take my life; I will go away into the wild wood, and never come home again.” And as she was so lovely the huntsman had pity on her, and said, “Away with you then, poor child;” for he thought the wild animals would be sure to devour her, and it was as if a stone had been rolled away from his heart when he spared to put her to death. Just at that moment a young wild boar came running by, so he caught and killed it, and taking out its heart, he brought it to the queen for a token. And it was salted and cooked, and the wicked woman ate it up, thinking that there was an end of Snow-white.

Now, when the poor child found herself quite alone in the wild woods, she felt full of terror, even of the very leaves on the trees, and she did not know what to do for fright. Then she began to run over the sharp stones and through the thorn bushes, and the wild beasts after her, but they did her no harm. She ran as long as her feet would carry her; and when the evening drew near she came to a little house, and she went inside to rest. Everything there was very small, but as pretty and clean as possible. There stood the little table ready laid, and covered with a white cloth, and seven little plates, and seven knives and forks, and drinking-cups. By the wall stood seven little beds, side by side, covered with clean white quilts. Snow-white, being very hungry and thirsty, ate from each plate a little porridge and bread, and drank out of each little cup a drop of wine, so as not to finish up one portion alone. After that she felt so tired that she lay down on one of the beds, but it did not seem to suit her; one was too long, another too short, but at last the seventh was quite right; and so she lay down upon it, committed herself to heaven, and fell asleep.

When it was quite dark, the masters of the house came home. They were seven dwarfs, whose occupation was to dig underground among the mountains. When they had lighted their seven candles, and it was quite light in the little house, they saw that some one must have been in, as everything was not in the same order in which they left it. The first said, “Who has been sitting in my little chair?” The second said, “Who has been eating from my little plate?” The third said, “Who has been taking my little loaf?” The fourth said, “Who has been tasting my porridge?” The fifth said, “Who has been using my little fork?” The sixth said, “Who has been cutting with my little knife?” The seventh said, “Who has been drinking from my little cup?” Then the first one, looking round, saw a hollow in his bed, and cried, “Who has been lying on my bed?” And the others came running, and cried, “Some one has been on our beds too!” But when the seventh looked at his bed, he saw little Snow-white lying there asleep. Then he told the others, who came running up, crying out in their astonishment, and holding up their seven little candles to throw a light upon Snow-white. “O goodness! O gracious!” cried they, “what beautiful child is this?” and were so full of joy to see her that they did not wake her, but let her sleep on. And the seventh dwarf slept with his comrades, an hour at a time with each, until the night had passed. When it was morning, and Snow-white awoke and saw the seven dwarfs, she was very frightened; but they seemed quite friendly, and asked her what her name was, and she told them; and then they asked how she came to be in their house. And she related to them how her step-mother had wished her to be put to death, and how the huntsman had spared her life, and how she had run the whole day long, until at last she had found their little house. Then the dwarfs said, “If you will keep our house for us, and cook, and wash, and make the beds, and sew and knit, and keep everything tidy and clean, you may stay with us, and you shall lack nothing.” - “With all my heart,” said Snow-white; and so she stayed, and kept the house in good order. In the morning the dwarfs went to the mountain to dig for gold; in the evening they came home, and their supper had to be ready for them. All the day long the maiden was left alone, and the good little dwarfs warned her, saying, “Beware of your step-mother, she will soon know you are here. Let no one into the house.” Now the queen, having eaten Snow-white's heart, as she supposed, felt quite sure that now she was the first and fairest, and so she came to her mirror, and said,

“Looking-glass upon the wall,
Who is fairest of us all?”

And the glass answered,

“Queen, thou art of beauty rare,
But Snow-white living in the glen
With the seven little men
Is a thousand times more fair.”

Then she was very angry, for the glass always spoke the truth, and she knew that the huntsman must have deceived her, and that Snow-white must still be living. And she thought and thought how she could manage to make an end of her, for as long as she was not the fairest in the land, envy left her no rest. At last she thought of a plan; she painted her face and dressed herself like an old pedlar woman, so that no one would have known her. In this disguise she went across the seven mountains, until she came to the house of the seven little dwarfs, and she knocked at the door and cried, “Fine wares to sell! fine wares to sell!” Snow-white peeped out of the window and cried, “Good-day, good woman, what have you to sell?” - “Good wares, fine wares,” answered she, “laces of all colours;”and she held up a piece that was woven of variegated silk. “I need not be afraid of letting in this good woman,” thought Snow-white, and she unbarred the door and bought the pretty lace. “What a figure you are, child!” said the old woman, “come and let me lace you properly for once.” Snow-white, suspecting nothing, stood up before her, and let her lace her with the new lace; but the old woman laced so quick and tight that it took Snow-white's breath away, and she fell down as dead. “Now you have done with being the fairest,” said the old woman as she hastened away. Not long after that, towards evening, the seven dwarfs came home, and were terrified to see their dear Snow-white lying on the ground, without life or motion; they raised her up, and when they saw how tightly she was laced they cut the lace in two; then she began to draw breath, and little by little she returned to life. When the dwarfs heard what had happened they said, “The old pedlar woman was no other than the wicked queen; you must beware of letting any one in when we are not here!” And when the wicked woman got home she went to her glass and said,

“Looking-glass against the wall,
Who is fairest of us all?”

And it answered as before,

“Queen, thou art of beauty rare,
But Snow-white living in the glen
With the seven little men
Is a thousand times more fair.”

When she heard that she was so struck with surprise that all the blood left her heart, for she knew that Snow-white must still be living. “But now,” said she, “I will think of something that will be her ruin.” And by witchcraft she made a poisoned comb. Then she dressed herself up to look like another different sort of old woman. So she went across the seven mountains and came to the house of the seven dwarfs, and knocked at the door and cried, “Good wares to sell! good wares to sell!” Snow-white looked out and said, “Go away, I must not let anybody in.” - “But you are not forbidden to look,” said the old woman, taking out the poisoned comb and holding it up. It pleased the poor child so much that she was tempted to open the door; and when the bargain was made the old woman said, “Now, for once your hair shall be properly combed.” Poor Snow-white, thinking no harm, let the old woman do as she would, but no sooner was the comb put in her hair than the poison began to work, and the poor girl fell down senseless. “Now, you paragon of beauty,” said the wicked woman, “this is the end of you,” and went off. By good luck it was now near evening, and the seven little dwarfs came home. When they saw Snow-white lying on the ground as dead, they thought directly that it was the step-mother's doing, and looked about, found the poisoned comb, and no sooner had they drawn it out of her hair than Snow-white came to herself, and related all that had passed. Then they warned her once more to be on her guard, and never again to let any one in at the door. And the queen went home and stood before the looking-glass and said,

“Looking-glass against the wall,
Who is fairest of us all?”

And the looking-glass answered as before,

“Queen, thou art of beauty rare,
But Snow-white living in the glen
With the seven little men
Is a thousand times more fair.”

When she heard the looking-glass speak thus she trembled and shook with anger. “Snow-white shall die,” cried she, “though it should cost me my own life!” And then she went to a secret lonely chamber, where no one was likely to come, and there she made a poisonous apple. It was beautiful to look upon, being white with red cheeks, so that any one who should see it must long for it, but whoever ate even a little bit of it must die. When the apple was ready she painted her face and clothed herself like a peasant woman, and went across the seven mountains to where the seven dwarfs lived. And when she knocked at the door Snow-white put her head out of the window and said, “I dare not let anybody in; the seven dwarfs told me not.” - “All right,” answered the woman; “I can easily get rid of my apples elsewhere. There, I will give you one.” - “No,” answered Snow-white, “I dare not take anything.” - “Are you afraid of poison?” said the woman, “look here, I will cut the apple in two pieces; you shall have the red side, I will have the white one.” For the apple was so cunningly made, that all the poison was in the rosy half of it. Snow-white longed for the beautiful apple, and as she saw the peasant woman eating a piece of it she could no longer refrain, but stretched out her hand and took the poisoned half. But no sooner had she taken a morsel of it into her mouth than she fell to the earth as dead. And the queen, casting on her a terrible glance, laughed aloud and cried, “As white as snow, as red as blood, as black as ebony! this time the dwarfs will not be able to bring you to life again.” And when she went home and asked the looking-glass,

“Looking-glass against the wall,
Who is fairest of us all?”

at last it answered,

“You are the fairest now of all.”

Then her envious heart had peace, as much as an envious heart can have. The dwarfs, when they came home in the evening, found Snow-white lying on the ground, and there came no breath out of her mouth, and she was dead. They lifted her up, sought if anything poisonous was to be found, cut her laces, combed her hair, washed her with water and wine, but all was of no avail, the poor child was dead, and remained dead. Then they laid her on a bier, and sat all seven of them round it, and wept and lamented three whole days. And then they would have buried her, but that she looked still as if she were living, with her beautiful blooming cheeks. So they said, “We cannot hide her away in the black ground.” And they had made a coffin of clear glass, so as to be looked into from all sides, and they laid her in it, and wrote in golden letters upon it her name, and that she was a king's daughter. Then they set the coffin out upon the mountain, and one of them always remained by it to watch. And the birds came too, and mourned for Snow-white, first an owl, then a raven, and lastly, a dove. Now, for a long while Snow-white lay in the coffin and never changed, but looked as if she were asleep, for she was still as' white as snow, as red as blood, and her hair was as black as ebony. It happened, however, that one day a king's son rode through the wood and up to the dwarfs' house, which was near it. He saw on the mountain the coffin, and beautiful Snow-white within it, and he read what was written in golden letters upon it. Then he said to the dwarfs, “Let me have the coffin, and I will give you whatever you like to ask for it.” But the dwarfs told him that they could not part with it for all the gold in the world. But he said, “I beseech you to give it me, for I cannot live without looking upon Snow-white; if you consent I will bring you to great honour, and care for you as if you were my brethren.” When he so spoke the good little dwarfs had pity upon him and gave him the coffin, and th-e king's son called his servants and bid them carry it away on their shoulders. Now it happened that as they were going along they stumbled over a bush, and with the shaking the bit of poisoned apple flew out of her throat. It was not long before she opened her eyes, threw up the cover of the coffin, and sat up, alive and well. “Oh dear! where am I?” cried she. The king's son answered, full of joy, “You are near me,” and, relating all that had happened, he said, “I would rather have you than anything in the world; come with me to my father's castle and you shall be my bride.” And Snow-white was kind, and went with him, and their wedding was held with pomp and great splendour. But Snow-white's wicked step-mother was also bidden to the feast, and when she had dressed herself in beautiful clothes she went to her looking-glass and said,

“Looking-glass upon the wall,
Who is fairest of us all?”

The looking-glass answered,

''O Queen, although you are of beauty rare,
The young bride is a thousand times more fair."

Then she railed and cursed, and was beside herself with disappointment and anger. First she thought she would not go to the wedding; but then she felt she should have no peace until she went and saw the bride. And when she saw her she knew her for Snow-white, and could not stir from the place for anger and terror. For they had ready red-hot iron shoes, in which she had to dance until she fell down dead.
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