Narrator 1: Elsie waved her golden wand again. Cinderella was suddenly wearing a glamorous, glittering gown.
Cinderella: “I can’t find my other sneaker,”
Narrator 3: The cow twirled her wand. On Cinderella’s feet sparked two glass sneakers.
Cinderella: “I don’t have a carriage,”
Elsie: “Take the bus,”
Narrator 2: said her Dairy Godmother, handing Cinderella some change.
Cinderella: “Thank you, Dairy Godmother,”
Narrator 1: said Cinderella. She turned to leave.
Elsie: “One more thing, you have to be back before the clock strikes twelve,”
Cinderella: “Sure, sure. Bye,”
Narrator 3: When Cinderella arrived at the ball, everyone pointed and said,
Narrators 1 and 2: “Who’s that funny-looking girl?”
Narrator 3: Prince Smeldred, who was quite funny-looking himself, raised his head from the punch bowl and sputtered,
Prince Smeldred: “Who’s the doll! Wanna dance?”
Cinderella: “Let’s trip the light fantastic, young man,”
Prince Smeldred: “Ouch! You stepped on my foot!”
Narrator 1: The two began to dance.
Prince Smeldred: “Ouch! Ouch! Ouch! Maybe we’d better sit this one out,”
Narrator 3: howled Smeldred, hopping up and down.
Narrator 2: Just then the clock struck twelve. (Time goes fast when you’re having a ball.)
Cinderella: “I have to go,”
Prince Smeldred: “But who are you?”
Cinderella: “I’m late!”
Prince Smeldred: “That’s a funny name,”
Narrator 3: said Smeldred, who wasn’t too swift.
Prince Smeldred: “What’s your address? What’s your phone number? What’s your sign?”
Narrator 1: But Cinderella was gone.
Narrator 1: Elsie waved her golden wand again. Cinderella was suddenly wearing a glamorous, glittering gown.Cinderella: “I can’t find my other sneaker,”Narrator 3: The cow twirled her wand. On Cinderella’s feet sparked two glass sneakers.Cinderella: “I don’t have a carriage,”Elsie: “Take the bus,”Narrator 2: said her Dairy Godmother, handing Cinderella some change.Cinderella: “Thank you, Dairy Godmother,”Narrator 1: said Cinderella. She turned to leave.Elsie: “One more thing, you have to be back before the clock strikes twelve,”Cinderella: “Sure, sure. Bye,”Narrator 3: When Cinderella arrived at the ball, everyone pointed and said,Narrators 1 and 2: “Who’s that funny-looking girl?”Narrator 3: Prince Smeldred, who was quite funny-looking himself, raised his head from the punch bowl and sputtered,Prince Smeldred: “Who’s the doll! Wanna dance?”Cinderella: “Let’s trip the light fantastic, young man,”Prince Smeldred: “Ouch! You stepped on my foot!”Narrator 1: The two began to dance.Prince Smeldred: “Ouch! Ouch! Ouch! Maybe we’d better sit this one out,”Narrator 3: howled Smeldred, hopping up and down.Narrator 2: Just then the clock struck twelve. (Time goes fast when you’re having a ball.)Cinderella: “I have to go,”Prince Smeldred: “But who are you?”Cinderella: “I’m late!”Prince Smeldred: “That’s a funny name,”
Narrator 3: said Smeldred, who wasn’t too swift.
Prince Smeldred: “What’s your address? What’s your phone number? What’s your sign?”
Narrator 1: But Cinderella was gone.
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