Hello, my name is Melinda. I am a right shoe. This is my sister, Melissa. She is a left shoe.
Together, we are the most beautiful pair of shoes the world has ever seen.
We are far more beautiful than that old pair of ruby slippers that took Dorothy back to Kansas . They were so sparkly that they blinded people whenever she walked by. And everyone knows that red doesn’t really go with anything.
We are ten times more beautiful than those grubby old things worn by Puss in Boots. They were dirty and muddy and covered in cat hair.
We are much, much, much more beautiful than that enormous piece of footwear where the Little Old Woman Who Lived in a Shoe and her children lived. That thing was old and worn down and it smelled like children who had forgotten to bathe.
We are, without a doubt, the most beautiful pair of shoes in the world. That is because we are made entirely of beautiful glass. Lovely, crystal clear, glass. Yet even though we are made of glass, we are so expertly made that we are wonderfully comfortable also.
In addition to being beautiful, we are also the most famous pair of shoes in the world. We are the shoes who took Cinderella to that famous ball. We’re sure you’ve heard that story before.
But the story you heard isn’t quite right. They left out some important details. And we want to make sure you hear the story exactly as it happened.
We were made by a wonderful fairy named Gertrude. One flip of her magic wand, and she created us. Because she created us, she is our mother. Our mother was amazed with what beautiful shoes she had created.
But we grew bored, just lying around her house. And no one could see what beautiful shoes we were. So our mother decided, one day, that we must go to a ball.
Mother took a pumpkin and turned it into a coach. She found six mice and turned them into horsemen to pull the coach. She found out a rat and turned him into the coachman.
We were ready to go to the ball and we were so excited. But one thing was missing. We had nothing to wear! Everyone knows that a beautiful pair of shoes must have a pair of feet to go with them. So our mother took a beautiful young girl who had been left behind, gave her a nice dress, and let her take us to the dance. Her name was Cinderella.
At the ball, everyone marveled at what beautiful shoes we were. The prince was especially mesmerized by our beauty. He and his handsome black shoes danced with us all night.
The prince decided he could not live without such beautiful shoes. So he had the steps of his palace coated with pitch to trap us. When Cinderella ran down the steps to leave, we got stuck.
While Melissa escaped, Melinda was caught on the steps. The prince was overjoyed to have such a beautiful shoe.
But not for long. I, of course, was unhappy at being separated from my sister. And the prince, seeing my unhappiness, was determined to do something about it.
He took me from place to place, meeting lots of women and allowed me to try on each one. But none of them were that servant girl.
Finally, after a long trip, we came to a house with two sisters. Neither of them were right. But there was this other little girl waiting in the wing. She tried on the shoe and it fit perfectly. Then she pulled my sister out of her pocket.
I was overjoyed! And the prince was so happy that my sister had been found that he married Cinderella on the spot. We all live in the big palace and people come by to admire her every day.
