Cinderella, a Fractured Fairy Tale
One of my stepsons came home the other day from school and said, “Lis, we’re doing a Fractured Fairy Tale at school, do you want to come and see it?”
A what?
“A Fractured Fairy Tale”, he said, “is loosely based on the Fairy Tale but there is a lot of humor, some new characters, different perspectives and there are unexpected surprises.” He said they are calling it, “Cinderella Outgrows Her Glass Slipper.” I couldn’t wait to see it!
I wrongly assumed that this grade four class had made up the term “Fractured Fairy Tale.” It turns out, there are books and scripts galore out there, they are part of the school curriculum now and the best thing is children are encouraged to write their own.
My husband and I settled into our (very little) seats as three full classes came pouring into my stepson’s classroom and sat at our feet. Everyone was full of anticipation to see the play.
The basic play was the same, but Cinderella life’s dream was to become a Veterinarian, not to marry the Prince, despite the intentions of the Magic Fairies and the Prince himself. There also seemed to be some foreshadowing for her to become a major Shoe Mogul if she chose that path. (a story line I was quite interested in).
I loved Cinderella. She was in charge of her destiny. She didn’t mind the grunt work she had to do for her evil step sisters because she had a dream. In her spare time she made shoes to make money to pursue her passion of becoming a Veterinarian. Turns out she had lots of talent and ambition.
I couldn’t help but thinking, isn’t this just the most modern, exciting creative, realistic way of going into life? Write your own script for your life, pursue your dreams even if others have different plans for you, work hard, be resourceful, be grateful and be determined. Don’t let go of your dream. Cinderella knew that the expectation of the Fairy Godmothers was for her was to marry the Prince. And the expectation of her step sisters was for her to dote on them for the rest of time. But Cinderella was focused on what she knew to be true for herself.
I love this because there are so many expectations for kids and for women in general. I believe there is still the expectation that women will get married and have kids and if she doesn’t in reasonable time, there is something wrong with her. Well, by the time Cinderella gets married, if she does, she will be very successful, and who knows the Prince may have left his first wife and have a couple of kids in tow and may now look appealing to Cinderella.
Life is indeed very fractured most of the time. Rarely is it whole, and tidy and predictable. But it is up to us to be whole as an individual, to know ourselves, to know our dreams and to pursue them, even if they don’t fit into what society or other people expect of us. It isn’t to say that pursuing our dreams will be easy and without obstacles, but there is so much satisfaction and joy in a life when you know you are true to yourself.
I was grateful, there was no evil step mother in the script, and the evil step sisters were actually quite adorable albeit spoilt.
I was extremely proud of Jacob’s teacher for choosing this play with such a strong message. I applaud her!
Afterwards, the kids took questions from the audience and one mom behind me asked, “Does Cinderella ever marry, or does she just become a career woman?” The kids were stumped and the question was met with several seconds of silence. “Uh, she may marry in the future, but right now she is focusing on her career,” said one child, at which point I wanted to jump out of my seat and clap and yell, “Bravo!! Bravo!!” The kids got the message. Too bad for the mom behind me…
Hi Lisa, fractured fairy tales, you have to love it for sure.
What has been my amazing big aha is that I have seen life through such blinkers. I just was set on a railway track and followed it. Got married, got kids, got a career and the fairy tale wasn’t what it was supposed to be.
I am now living my own fractured fairy tale, got divorced, choose my next partner with more wisdom, have a different relationship with my daughters and do many more things a whole lot differently. Life is much more fun these days. Hmm, fractured fairy tales, what a way to make children alert that there are other ways to do life.
Well how often is life a fairy tale anyway? I used to envy people who’s lives looked like they were fairy tales and then things seemed to go dramatically wrong. I’ve learned that no one’s life is a fairy tale, no matter how it looks. I was so proud of the teachers and the students for embracing that people have choices in their lives and the notion that all choices are good! I love fractured fairy tales!