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		<title>Modern day Cinderella story</title>
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		<pubDate>Fri, 16 Oct 2009 19:27:15 +0000</pubDate>
		<dc:creator>Roy</dc:creator>
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Narrator:   it was the first day of school and the students we’re very excited to know their sections.
Cinderella:  “Veronica, wait for me!“
Veronica:  “Faster!“
Cinderella: “I want to know what my section is. Please wait for me. “
(Travis &#38; Cinderella bump to each other &#38; Cinderella’s things fell)
Travis: “Are you ok Miss? “
Cinderella: [...]]]></description>
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<p>Narrator:   it was the first day of school and the students we’re very excited to know their sections.</p>
<p>Cinderella:  “<em>Veronica, wait for me!</em>“</p>
<p>Veronica:  “<em>Faster!</em>“</p>
<p>Cinderella: “<em>I want to know what my section is. Please wait for me. </em>“</p>
<p>(Travis &amp; Cinderella bump to each other &amp; Cinderella’s things fell)</p>
<p>Travis: “<em>Are you ok Miss?</em> “</p>
<p>Cinderella:  “<em>Yes I’m fine, sorry I’m just in a hurry.</em>”</p>
<p>Narrator:  Cinderella leaves without getting to know what the boy’s name is. Travis saw a small notebook left by Cinderella.</p>
<p>Travis: “<em>Wait! Miss, you forgot your notebook!</em>”</p>
<p>Narrator: Cinderella didn’t notice that she forgot her diary with $100. When they were already back at their dorm, Cinderella noticed that her diary was missing.<br />
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<p>Cinderella:  “<em>Veronica, did you see my diary.</em>”</p>
<p>Veronica:  “<em>No, why? Is it missing?</em>”</p>
<p>Cinderella:  “<em>umm… yeah.</em>”</p>
<p>Veronica:  “<em>How about your $100?</em>”</p>
<p>Cinderella:  “<em>It’s in my diary. Now, I should find work to raise that amount.</em> “</p>
<p>Veronica:  “<em>But how?</em>”</p>
<p>Cinderella:  “<em>I don’t know.</em>”</p>
<p>Narrator: Travis kept the diary with him, wishing that she would see Cinderella again. The next day, after school Cinderella went straight to a cafeteria near them. There she met Devi and Levi, her classmates.</p>
<p>Devi:  “<em>Hi Cinderella! Are you going to apply here?</em>”</p>
<p>Cinderella:  “<em>Umm… yes</em>”</p>
<p>Levi:  “<em>Just leave your application to us, we’ll give it</em>”</p>
<p>Narrator:  Cinderella was hired after applying. One day, while the students we’re taking their recess, the cleaners were asked to clean the room.</p>
<p>Miss Jen:  “<em>Class you may take your recess. Cleaners, please stay and clean.</em>”</p>
<p>Levi:  “<em>You heard it already Cinderella, why don’t you clean yet?</em>”</p>
<p>Cinderella:  “<em>But I’m not a cleaner.</em>”</p>
<p>Devi:  “<em>This is your practice for your work.</em>”</p>
<p>Levi: “<em>Come on Devi, let’s leave her so she can clean well.</em>”</p>
<p>Cinderella:  “<em>But…</em>”</p>
<p>Narrator:  Meanwhile, Miss Jen talked to Travis in the Faculty’s room</p>
<p>Miss. Jen:  “<em>May I ask a favor Travis?</em>”</p>
<p>Travis:  “<em>What is it ma’am?</em>”</p>
<p>Miss Jen:  “<em>I want you to keep an eye on Devi and Levi, but be sure they won’t see you.</em>”</p>
<p>Travis:  “<em>Why?</em>”</p>
<p>Miss Jen:  “<em>Just don’t ask, why ok?</em>”</p>
<p>Travis:  “<em>Yes ma’am.</em>”</p>
<p>Narrator:  At recess time, after Devi and Levi finished eating at, they went straight to Veronica.</p>
<p>Levi:  “<em>Hi Vern, what you doing?</em>”</p>
<p>Veronica: “<em>I’m reviewing for the test.</em>”</p>
<p>Devi:  “<em>Is that so? May we join you later at lunch?</em>&#8221;</p>
<p>Veronica:  “<em>Umm… Sure, let’s just meet here.</em>”</p>
<p>Devi:  “<em>Deal, be sure to come ‘cause will wait for you.</em>”</p>
<p>Narrator:  Recess has ended, and  the students went straight to their classroom to take a test. Veronica got the highest score in the test.  At lunch time, Veronica went straight to the cafeteria we’re Devi and Levi said they will meet.</p>
<p>Levi:  “<em>Sorry we’re late.</em>”</p>
<p>Veronica:  “<em>No, it’s ok. Anything you want?</em>”</p>
<p>Devi:  “<em>I want a very cold C2</em>”</p>
<p>Levi:  “<em>Me too.</em>”</p>
<p>Veronica:  “<em>By the way, what made you talk to me? </em>“</p>
<p>Levi:  “<em>Oh, we almost forgot</em> “</p>
<p>Devi:  “<em>We want to be with you.</em>”</p>
<p>Levi:  “<em>Yeah, can you teach us?</em>”</p>
<p>Veronica:  “<em>Teach what?</em>”</p>
<p>Levi:  “<em>Anything</em>”</p>
<p>Veronica:  “<em>I don’t understand</em>”</p>
<p>Devi:  “<em>The truth is…</em>”</p>
<p>Levi:  “<em>We want you to be famous like us.</em>”</p>
<p>Veronica:  “<em>What if I don’t want to.</em>”</p>
<p>Devi:  “<em>You can have anything you ask for</em>”</p>
<p>Veronica:  “<em>Sorry, but I really don’t want to</em>”</p>
<p>Levi:  “<em>Please, just come with us instead of Cinderella</em>”</p>
<p>Veronica:  “<em>I get it! You just want that Cinderella would be alone, right?</em>”</p>
<p>Levi:  “<em>Exactly!</em>”</p>
<p>Veronica:  “<em>Sorry, but I don’t want to. I can’t leave my friend.</em>”</p>
<p>Levi and Devi:  “<em>Please Vern! Please, please, please, please!</em>”</p>
<p>Narrator:  The three girls didn’t notice that Travis was there, listening to them.</p>
<p>Travis:  “<em>Levi, Devi, why do you want Cinderella to be alone?</em>”</p>
<p>Levi:  “<em>It’s something personal, and none of your business!</em>”</p>
<p>Devi:  “<em>Don’t mind what Levi said Travis. By the way, can you be the lucky guy to dance with me in cheerleading dance competition?</em>”</p>
<p>Travis:  “<em>You talk as if I didn’t hear  what you were saying before</em>”</p>
<p>Levi:  “<em>Why are you listening to us?</em>”</p>
<p>Travis:  “<em>Umm… It’s time already, I got to go!</em>”</p>
<p>Devi:  “<em>Travis! Wait! Please, wait for me! Wait!</em>”</p>
<p>Narrator:  Travis went straight to the Miss Jen’s classroom.</p>
<p>Travis:  “<em>Miss Jen, that was so close!</em>”</p>
<p>Miss Jen:  “<em>What is it? Tell me?</em>”</p>
<p>Narrator:  Travis told Miss Jen what he heard.</p>
<p>Ms. Jen:  “<em>Is that so?  As soon as you reach your classroom, tell Devi, Levi and Veronica to go to the principal’s office,  and also Cinderella.</em>”</p>
<p>Travis:  “<em>But I don’t know who Cinderella is.</em>”</p>
<p>Miss Jen:  “<em>Just ask to Veronica, she’s her classmate.</em>”</p>
<p>Narrator:  The bell rings and lunch ended but Cinderella only ate 1 piece of doughnut inside the classroom.</p>
<p>Travis: “<em>Devi, Levi, Veronica and Cinderella,  Miss Lynn wants to talk to the 4 of you later after dismissal.</em>”</p>
<p>Devi:  “<em>Why?</em>”</p>
<p>Cinderella:  “<em>We’ll go</em>”</p>
<p>Narrator:  When class ended and dismissal came, the four girls went straight to principal’s office.</p>
<p>Cinderella:  “<em>Good afternoon Miss Lynn, Travis said you want to talk to us.</em>”</p>
<p>Miss Lynn:  “<em>Not actually to you, I want to talk to Devi and Levi.</em>”</p>
<p>Devi: “<em>What is it madam, are we going to get a promotion?</em>”</p>
<p>Miss Lynn:  “<em>No, because of your misbehavior, you two will have a two-week suspension</em>”</p>
<p>Devi:  “<em>What?! But… but….</em>”</p>
<p>Levi:  “<em>Are we allowed to go the cheerleading dance competition?</em>”</p>
<p>Miss Lynn:  “<em>Yes, but you will have to organize your room, without anybody’s help.  Only the two of you.</em>”</p>
<p>Narrator:  September 12 came, Cheerleading Dance Competition started, Travis and Cinderella are now getting to know each other better.</p>
<p>Travis:  “<em>May I dance with you?</em>”</p>
<p>Cinderella:  “<em>Sure, why not.</em>”</p>
<p>Narrator:  While dancing, Travis got something from his coat and gave it to Cinderella  who was so surprised.</p>
<p>Travis:  “<em>I think this notebook belongs to you?</em>”</p>
<p>Cinderella:  “<em>Thanks! Now, I don’t need any more to work in the cafeteria.</em>”</p>
<blockquote><p><img class="alignleft" title="Angel" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_t4ckIywnd_o/SWatPOadu_I/AAAAAAAAAOc/xc-IOXCaYNw/s320/angel2.jpg" alt="" width="158" height="119" /><strong>The Author:</strong> Angel is my 11 year old daughter, the youngest in the family and the <a href="http://reflectionsbyroy.blogspot.com/2009/01/only-woman-in-my-life.html" target="_blank">only woman in my life</a>.</p>
<p>She wrote this script for their club presentation when they were asked to come up with a modern-day version of the Cinderella story.</p></blockquote>
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