CONTEXT: Set in New York City during the Great Depression, this reinvention of the classic fairy-tale introduces an interesting twist on the fairy godmother character -- A wise, old homeless woman.
GODMOTHER: (Southern Dialect.)
Now what’s that sound creeping into my old ears?
Ah, it’s just as I feared, a sound this old gal
has heard all too often, knows all too well, in
fact. Ain’t nothing quite like the lonesome wish
of a young, helpless heart. Child, you got a look
on your face like you spent the whole day crying
tears the size of huckleberries. Am I right?
You look like a girl who is crock-full of dreams,
and all of them have gotten squished one way or
another. And now you, you just don’t know what
to do. Yes, indeedy, child, I’ve been watching
out for you, little Cinderella Fitzgerald, and
why you ask? Well, think of me as your fairy
godmother, but without all that magic and witch-
craft. I don’t need a crystal ball to know that
all of your trouble starts with the phrase,
“I met a boy.” Well, honey, your story is
older than the pyramids.
