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rencananya februari nanti ikut lomba story telling d malang., ini rencana ceritanya., do’ain bisa y., amiiinnn.,

The Fortune.

Once upon a time , there was a Peasant’s daughter called Hattie who lived in a hut in the shadows of a great black mountain. The hut was very small and very cold, because the Peasant was very poor and his wife spent every penny he earned on cakes and trifles and wine.
One winter’s day, the Wicked King came to the hut and called upon the Peasant to come out.
‘I have come for my rent,’ King albus informed the Peasant.
‘Please, sir,’ the Peasant begged the King. ‘I have no money left to pay you. May I pay you next month?’
‘Certainly not!’ King albus said angrily. ‘If you cannot pay me now, I will take your daughter instead. She will make a fine wife for my son.’
‘No!’ Hattie sobbed, for the Wicked King’s son, the Ugly Prince, was a foul and evil man.
King albus paid Hattie no mind. ‘I will return in one week for my money or your daughter,’ he informed the Peasant. ‘If neither is forthcoming, I will send my soldiers to remove you from this place.’
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After the Wicked King albus had left, Hattie could not stop crying. She did not want to marry the Ugly Prince, but if she refused, her family would have nowhere to live. For she knew that her father was too poor to pay the King.
‘Oh!’ cried Hattie. ‘What can I do?’
Just then, a single tear fell from her cheek and landed upon a Dull Caterpillar crawling on the ground, and all at once the Dull Caterpillar changed into a Magnificent Butterfly.
‘You must go to the Starmaker’s palace at the top of the mountain,’ the Butterfly said to Hattie. ‘You must sing for him, and he will make you rich beyond your wildest dreams.’
‘But I cannot sing,’ Hattie said.
The Butterfly flew into the air and landed briefly upon Hattie’s lips, and then, with a tiny flutter of its magnificent wings, it was gone. And when Hattie opened her mouth and sang, it was the sweetest sound you’ve ever heard.
‘The Butterfly was right!’ she cried happily. ‘I can sing!’
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And so Hattie set off up the great black mountain to find the Starmaker’s palace. The mountain was steep and treacherous, and there were thick dark forests where wolves and goblins and all manner of frightening creatures dwelled. But Hattie sang to herself as she travelled, and the beauty of her voice sent all the wild beasts to sleep.
After some time she came to the Wicked King’s castle, where she found the Ugly Prince sitting lazily against an old black tree.
‘You sing very well,’ he said to Hattie with an ugly smile. ‘When we are married, you must sing to me every night.’
He was so hideous that Hattie could barely look at him. ‘I will not marry you,’ she told him. ‘I am going to sing for the Starmaker, and he will make me rich. And then I will not have to be your wife.’
The Ugly Prince laughed. ‘The Starmaker may indeed make you rich, but he will never make you happy. I am the only one who can make you happy.’
‘You?’ Hattie exclaimed. ‘How can you make me happy?’
The Ugly Prince drew a small glass bottle from his pocket. ‘This magic potion can give you all the happiness you need.’ And with that he raised the bottle to his lips and drank, and his ugly face melted into a rapturous smile. ‘With this,’ he said sleepily, getting to his feet, ‘you and I will be happy together for the rest of our lives.’
Hattie turned away from him, frightened by the terrible look in his eyes, and she ran.
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After running and running through the thick dark forests, Hattie came at last to the Walls of the Starmaker’s Kingdom. The walls were high and made of stone, and the only way through them was by means of a great wooden gate.
The gate was guarded by a Barefoot Giant.
‘Do you wish to enter the Starmaker’s Kingdom?’ the Giant bellowed at Hattie.
‘Oh, yes,’ she replied.
‘Then you must fight me,’ the Giant roared, raising his giant fists.
‘But why?’ cried Hattie.
‘For only the strongest may enter the Starmaker’s Kingdom,’ the Giant answered, gazing fearsomely into Hattie’s eyes. ‘That is why.’
As Hattie looked back at the Giant, she thought of her mother and father, shivering in the cold of winter, and she thought how sad she would be if she were married to the Ugly Prince …
And without another word, she suddenly sprang at the Giant and stamped with both of her fee