An Italian-American living la dolce vita in the Deep South

An Italian-American living la dolce vita in the Deep South

Tuesday, April 27, 2010

Mirror, Mirror on the . . . Kitchen Table?

Once upon a time in a kingdom far, far away there lived a Wise King and his beautiful Queen who was known far and wide for her shiny, dark hair that fell in curls down her back. Her hair, which was always silken and never frizzy, was the inspiration for many ballads and all the knights in the kingdom . . .

but I digress.

The King and Queen had a son who was handsome, talented, and very smart. The only problem was this: when dining in the Banquet Hall his table manners were scandalous.

They tried everything to correct this problem: they scolded, they reminded and they punished, but the handsome Prince said he kept forgetting.

Soon, things became very tense in the Banquet Hall, and this would not do.

One day the Queen was brushing her beautiful curls, wishing her son could see what others saw when he eats.

And this thought prompted an epiphany.

The next evening in the Banquet Hall, the handsome Prince noticed a mirror propped against his goblet. Curious, he looked around, but everyone in the Banquet Hall was looking at their plates.

The Prince sat and quietly studied his reflection. He slowly scooted in his chair, sat up straight, and proceeded to eat without stuffing his mouth. He didn't hold his fork like a shovel, he wiped his mouth, and he sipped instead of gulped.

The King smiled, the Queen smiled, the Prince grinned, and the Banquet Hall echoed with cheers and laughter.

And everyone lived happily ever after.

~THE END~

9 comments:

Cheryl Lage said...

GENIUS! (or Genie in a mirror!)
Great, great thinking. Such a perfectly fun post, Bia...think I am going to read it to my kiddos tomorrow. :)

Hope you are well!

Tiziana said...

Devi assolutamente scrivere un libro di favole che piaceranno non solo ai piccoli, ma anche ai grandi.
So già cosa metterò stasera sul tavolo da pranzo davanti a qualcuno che conosciamo bene...un specchio bello grande e forse, in questa modo, io e Chiara riusciremo a mangiare un paio di bocconi prima che, quello che conosciamo bene, abbia finito tutto il suo piatto e così, forse, saremo tutti più felici e contenti.
Un abbraccio.

GrandmaK said...

Brilliant!!! And it worked too. Great idea (epiphany). Cathy

Ellen Stewart (aka Ellie/El) said...

Whoa! Great idea!

Ua said...

Tell Nicholas, "Good job for playing along, kid!" He could have easily gotten upset. Way to go, all of you!

Lisa said...

Oooh, Great idea, Bia! But, I have this feeling my little clown would just make faces of himself in it.... I will try this, tho... And let you know.

Anonymous said...

As a loving grandmother I must reject and strongly rebuke the suggestion that my daughter "UA' made reguarding the identity of the handsome Prince. He is not, nor could ever be my oldest grandson Nicholas!!! He is too darling to behave in such a matter in any banquet halls!!!
P.S. My dear Nicholas remember that nonna is always here for you....(also waiting for a dance...)

Anonymous said...

As a loving grandmother I must reject and strongly deny the suggestion that my daughter "UA" made reguarding the identity of the handsome prince. He is NOT, nor could ever be Nicholas! He is my dear first grandson and his manners are beyond reproach in any banquet halls!
Case closed.

P.S. Dear Nicholas remember that nonna is always here for you!!!

NONNA MASSIMILLA

Anonymous said...

Thanks Nonna! -Nicholas