On the topic
Done be 6A Form pupils
Teacher: Voloshyna Larysa
Cinderella – Darchyk Katia
Father – Rybak Roman
Stepmother – Nastenko Inessa
Stepsister – Pat – Vashchuk Anastasiya
Liz – Vynohradova Victoria
Prince – Polonchuk Danylo
Postman – Mykhailenko Serhiy
Fairy Godmother – Sych Maria
Guard – Vasylenko Yevhen
Guests – Zhurbenko Khrystyna
Narrator – Tkachenko Nazarii
Interpreter – Kupchenko Victoria
Cinderella. Good morning, Daddy, dear!
Father. Good morning, my child. How are you today?
Cinderella. Fine, Daddy. And you?
Father. Oh, I’m OK, but, my child…
Cinderella. Yes, Daddy?
(Enter Lady Sybil.)
Stepmother. Cinderella, what are you doing? You’re not working!
Stepmother. Work, girl, work. Make the breakfast. I’m hungry. I want my toast, jam, cheese and a cup of tea.
Cinderella. Yes, stepmother.
Stepmother. And you Basil, what are you doing? Helping the girl?
Father. Oh, no…
Stepmother. My daughters are coming down and they want their breakfast, too.
Cinderella. Good morning, sister.
Pat. Good morning, Mummy, dear.
Stepmother. And how are you today, Pat, dear?
Pat. Terrible, terrible.
Stepmother. Oh, dear.
Cinderella. Good morning, sister.
Stepmother. Ah, good morning, my child.
Stepmother. And how are you today?
Stepmother. Oh, dear, you too?
Liz. Oh, my head…, my teeth…, oooh…
Pat. Hmmmmmmmm! Cinderella! Where is my breakfast? I’m hungry and thirsty. I want two eggs, cookies, two cups of tea, milk, sugar and six pieces of toast.
Liz. I want a cup of coffee… Oh, my head…
Pat. …with cheese…
Liz. Coffee. Black. No sugar. I want my breakfast now, Cinderella. Oh, my teeth…oooh…
Pat. …and an apple.
Cinderella. Yes, sister. Coming.
(Cinderella is sweeping the floor. Her stepmother is sitting in the armchair watching her critically.)
Pam. There will be a ball…
Liz. In the King’s Palace!
Stepmother. Well, I know all, but where is… Where is my dress? (to Cinderella.)
Pam. And mine? I want a beautiful red evening dress, a blue hat and red shoes.
Liz. And mine? I want a beautiful pink evening dress, a white hat and pink shoes.
Stepmother. Why can’t you find anything when I ask?
Oh, it’s not a difficult task.
Your dress is there.
Your dresses are here…
(She gives them the dresses.)
Stepmother. Be careful, dear. Don’t spoil them with your dirty hands.
Cinderella. Sisters, you are happy, aren’t you?
Pam (in great surprise). Do you also want to go to the ball?
Cinderella. Oh, I can’t dream of the ball at all!
Stepmother. Of course, you have much work to do. You must think about it, too.
Pam. First, you must mend my socks. (She gives Cinderella her socks with big holes.)
Liz. Clean the spoons, the knives and the forks. (She puts everything into Cinderella’s apron.)
Cinderella (in despair). Oh, yes, I’ll do everything, don’t worry. And then… can I go to the ball?
Stepmother. You can’t go to the ball.
Pat and Liz. You can’t go to the ball.
Postman. Oh, yes, she can. Look here. The invitation card says: “To Lord Basil and Lady Sybil and their three daughters”. So she can go to the ball.
Stepmother. Oh no, she can’t.
Postman. Oh yes, she can.
Pat and Liz. Oh no, she can’t.
Stepmother. Oh yes, she can.
Pat and Liz. What?
Stepmother. Yes, she can go to the ball. Of course, she can. Thank you, postman. You have a very busy day today. Goodbye, postman.
Cinderella, you can go to the ball. But first there’s some work for you to do. Make beds, go to the shop and buy food and drink, make tea, wash my dresses…
Liz. Wash my dresses.
Pat. And my dresses!
Liz. My stockings!
Pat. And my socks!
Stepmother. And only then you can make your dress for the ball. And then you can go to the ball.
Cinderella. Oh no! I can’t do all that today! How can I go to the ball now?!
(They leave the stage with their dresses.)
(Cinderella is crying. Music sounds. The Fairy appears.)
Fairy. Why are you crying, dear child? Why? Please, don’t cry!
Cinderella. I can’t go to the ball because my dress is dirty and old. Who can help me?
Fairy. I know you are kind and pretty, my dear. I want to help you.
Cinderella. But who are you?
Fairy. I’m your Fairy Godmother, Cinderella. Please, look here. (She waves her magic wand.)
One, two, three… (Cinderella has a new dress. The Fairy has beautiful shoes in her hands and gives them to Cinderella.)
Cinderella. Oh, what do I see?
A dress and shoes for me…
Thank you, you are so kind!
I’m happy now. It’s really fine!
Fairy. But at 12 o’clock you must be at home, dear. Come home before that time. Do you understand?
Cinderella. Oh yes, yes. Thank you, thank you. Thank you very much, Fairy!
Fairy. Bye, Cinderella. Have a good time. And remember – you must back home before 12 o’clock.
(At the King’s ball. The Queen and the King are opening the ball. The guests dance.)
Queen. The ball is on, please dance and play!
King. We want to make a happy holiday!
(Music and dancing. Suddenly Cinderella appears and the music stops.)
Queen (to the King). Who is that girl?
King. She is so nice and smart…
Prince. May I dance with you? Let’s start… You are a dream of my heart.
(Music again, they dance. Suddenly the music stops again. The clock strikes 12 times.)
Cinderella. It’s 12 o’clock and I must run. Good bye, dear Prince. I really had a great fun!
(She runs away having lost one of her shoes.)
Prince. Where have you run, the dream of my heart? I want to dance with you all night!
(He picks up the lost shoe and looks at it.)
(The stepsisters and stepmother are talking. Cinderella is sitting aside, knitting something.)
Pat. A beautiful lady was at the ball. We really don’t know her.
Liz. The Prince wants to marry her.
Stepmother. But where is this herald going?
(The herald and Prince enter the room with Cinderella’s father.)
Prince. Please, try on this glass shoe.
Herald (looking through the long list). We know you were at the ball.
Pat (trying the shoe on). It’s too small.
Liz. It’s small for me, too.
Father. But look at my daughter. She has small feet.
Prince. Come here, and, please, take it. (Gives her the shoe)
Stepmother. But she didn’t go to the ball. She is Cinderella and that is all!
Cinderella. I want to try it on, Mum. Besides, I’ve got another one.
Pat. You were that wonderful lady, I see. Oh, Cinderella, excuse me.
Liz. And me.
Stepmother. And me.
Best wishes to you, my dear.
I know, you weren’t happy here.
Excuse me, too.
But what could I do?9
Cinderella. I’m so happy today. Don’t cry.
I forgive all of you. Good-bye!
Prince. Be quick, let’s dance, my dear.
(They all dance.)
Cinderella was ever so sweet
Even though she had it hard
And she was never so neat
But she is always on guard.
She always did what she was told.
With blue eyes so pretty
And hair really gold
Her looks need no pity.