Narrator 1: Princess Miserella was

Narrator 1: Princess Miserella was a
Miserella: beautiful princess
Narrator 2: if you counted her eyes
(Miserella indicates eyes, nose, mouth and toes.)
nose and mouth and all the way down to her
Miserella: toes.
Narrator 1: But inside, where it was hard to see, she was the meanest
Narrator 2: wickedest,
Narrator 1: and most worthless
Narrator 2: princess around. She liked
Miserella: stepping on dogs! (Miserella makes such foot movements)
Narrator 1: She kicked kittens. (Miserella makes kicking actions)
Narrator 2: She threw pies
Miserella: in the cooks face, Tee Hee Hee.
Narrator 1: And she never,
(Miserella shakes head back and forth)
not even once, said "Thank you," or "Please."
Narrator 2: Now, in that very same kingdom, in the middle of the woods, lived a poor orphan
(Jane turns in)
named
Jane: Plain Jane!
Narrator 1: And plain she certainly was! Her hair was
Jane: short
Narrator 2: and turned down. Her nose was
Jane: long
Narrator 2: and turned up. And even if they had been the other way around, whe would
not have been a
Jane: great beauty.
Narrator 1: But, she loved animals! And, she was always kind to strange old ladies.
(Jane turns Back to Audience as Miserella turns in)
Narrator 2: One day, Princess Miserella rode her horse out of the palace
gates in a big huff.
(Miserella mimes riding horse.)
She rode and rode and rode,
Miserella: looking beautiful, as always
Narrator 1: even with her hair in tangles. She rode right in to the middle of the
woods and was soon
Miserella: LOST!
(Miserella mimes action)
Narrator 2: She got off her horse, and slapped it sharply for losing the way.
Narrator 1: The horse said nothing, but ran right back home.
Narrator 2: So there was the princess, lost in a dark wood without even her horse for
company. Suddenly
(Fairy turns in, sleepily.)
Princess Miserella tripped over a
Narrator 1: little old lady asleep under a tree. Now, little old ladies who
Fairy: sleep under trees in the dark woods,
Narrator 2: are almost always fairies in disguise.
Narrator 1: Miserella guessed who the little old lady was, but she did not care.
(Miserella mimes kicking action)
She kicked the old lady, hard on the bottoms of her feet.
Miserella: Get up and take me home,
Narrator 2: said the princess quite rudely.
Narrator 1: So the old lady got to her feet very slowly
Fairy: for the bottoms now hurt!
Narrator 2: She took Miserella by the hand. She used only her thumb and second finger
to hold Miserella's hand, for Fairies know
Fairy: quite a bit about that kind of princess!
Narrator 1: They walked and walked even deeper into the woods.
Narrator 2: There they found a little house. It was dreary
Narrator 1: The floors sank
Narrator 2: The walls stank
Narrator 1: And the roof leaked--even on sunny days. But Jane made the best of it. She
(Jane speaks from over her shoulder, still Back To Audience)
Jane: planted roses around the door.
Miserella: This is not my home!
Narrator 2: Said Miserella with a sniff.
Fairy: Nor mine.
Narrator 1: Said the Fairy.
Narrator 1 & They walked in without knocking.
Narrator 2:
(Jane turns in.)
Narrator 2: And there was Jane.
Jane: It's mine.
Narrator 1: She said sweetly.
Narrator 2: The princess looked at Jane down and up, and up and down.
Miserella: Take me home,
Narrator 1: said Miserella,
Miserella: and as a reward, I willl make you my maid.
Fairy: Some reward!
Narrator 2: said the Fairy to herself. Out loud she said,
Fairy: If you could take both of us home, I could probably squeeze out a wish
or two.
Miserella: Make it three,
Narrator 1: said Miserella to the fairy,
Miserella: and I'll get us home!
Narrator 2: Plain Jane smiled a thin little smile. The birds began to sing.
(All make bird song noises.)
Jane: My home is your home
Narrator 1: said Jane.
Fairy: I like your manners
Narrator 2: said the Fairy.
Fairy: And for that good thought, I'll give you three wishes.
Narrator 1: Princess Miserella was not pleased. She stamped her foot.
Fairy: Do that again,
Narrator 1: said the Fairy, taking a pine wand from her pocket
Fairy: and I'll turn your foot to stone.
Narrator 2: Just to be mean, Miserella stamped her foot again.
Narrator 1: And quick as a wink, the Fairy waved her pine wand and Miserella's foot
was turned to stone.
(Miserella screams a little shriek.)
Fairy: Well, I warned you! What did you expect?
(Plane Jane sighs a loud sigh.)
Jane: Well, my first wish is that you change her foot back.
Narrator 2: The Fairy made a face.
Fairy: I like your manners, but not your taste
Narrator 1: she said to Jane.
Fairy: Still, a wish is a wish.
Narrator 2: The Fairy moved the wand.
Fairy: Allah Kazam!
Narrator 1: The princess shook her foot. It was no longer made of stone.
Miserella: Hmmm! Guess my foot fell asleep for a moment.
Narrator 2: said Miserella. She really liked to lie.
Miserella: Besides,
Narrator 1: th

ผลลัพธ์ (อังกฤษ) 2:

Narrator 1: Princess Miserella was a
Miserella: Beautiful Princess
Narrator 2: if You Counted Her eyes
(Miserella indicates eyes, Nose, Mouth and toes.)
Nose and Mouth and all the Way down to Her
Miserella: toes.
Narrator 1: But Inside. , where it was hard to See, She was the meanest
Narrator 2: wickedest,
Narrator 1: Most Worthless and
Narrator 2: Around Princess. She liked
Miserella: stepping on Dogs! (Makes Miserella such Foot Movements)
Narrator 1: She kicked Kittens. (Miserella Makes kicking Actions)
Narrator 2: She threw Pies
Miserella: in the cooks Face, Tee Hee Hee.
Narrator 1: And She Never,
(Miserella shakes head back and forth)
not even once, said "Thank You," or ". please. "
Narrator 2: Now, in that very Same Kingdom, in the MIDDLE of the Woods, lived a poor Orphan
(in Jane Turns)
Named
Jane: Plain Jane!
Narrator 1: And Plain She certainly was! Her Hair was
Jane: short
Narrator 2: and turned down. Her Nose was
Jane: long
Narrator 2: and turned up. And even if they had been the Other Way Around, whe would
not have been a
Jane: Great Beauty.
Narrator 1: But, She Loved animals! And, She was always Kind to Strange Old Ladies.
(Jane Turns Back to Audience as Miserella Turns in)
Narrator 2: One Day, Princess Miserella rode Her Horse out of the Palace
Gates in a Big Huff.
(Miserella mimes Riding Horse.).
She rode and rode and rode,
Miserella: Looking Beautiful, as always
Narrator 1: even with Her Hair in tangles. She rode Right in to the MIDDLE of the
Woods and was Soon
Miserella: LOST!
(Miserella mimes Action)
Narrator 2: She got off Her Horse, and slapped it sharply for Losing the Way.
Narrator 1: The Horse said Nothing, but ran. Right back Home.
Narrator 2: So there was the Princess, Lost in a Dark Wood Without even for Her Horse
Company. Suddenly
(Turns Fairy in, Sleepily.)
Princess Miserella tripped over a
Narrator 1: Little Old Lady asleep under a Tree. Now, Little Old Ladies Who
Fairy: Sleep under Trees in the Dark Woods,
Narrator 2: are almost always Fairies in disguise.
Narrator 1: Miserella guessed Who the Little Old Lady was, but She did not Care.
(Miserella mimes kicking Action).
She kicked the Old Lady, hard on the bottoms of Her feet.
Miserella: Get up and take Me Home,
Narrator 2: said the Princess quite Rudely.
Narrator 1: So the Old Lady got to Her feet very Slowly
Fairy: for the bottoms. Hurt now!
Narrator 2: She took Miserella by the Hand. She used only Her thumb and second Finger
to Hold Miserella's Hand, for Fairies know
Fairy: quite a bit About that Kind of Princess!
Narrator 1: They walked and walked even deeper Into the Woods.
Narrator 2: There they Found a Little House. It was Dreary
Narrator 1: The Floors sank
Narrator 2: The Walls stank
Narrator 1: And the Roof leaked - even on Sunny days. But Jane made ​​the best of it. She
(Jane speaks from over Her Shoulder, still Back To Audience)
Jane: planted Roses Around the door.
Miserella: This is not My Home!
Narrator 2: Said Miserella with a sniff.
Fairy: Nor Mine.
Narrator 1: Said the Fairy. .
Narrator 1 & They walked in Without knocking.
Narrator 2:
(Jane Turns in.)
Narrator 2: and there was Jane.
Jane: It's Mine.
Narrator 1: She said Sweetly.
Narrator 2: The Princess looked at Jane down and up. , and up and down.
Miserella: Take Me Home,
Narrator 1: said Miserella,
Miserella: and as a reward, I willl You Make My Maid.
Fairy: Some reward!
Narrator 2: the Fairy said to herself. She said out Loud,
Fairy: If You could take both of US Home, I could probably Squeeze out a wish
or Two.
Miserella: Make it Three,
Narrator 1: Miserella said to the fairy,
Miserella: and I'll Get US Home. !
Narrator 2: Plain Jane smiled a thin Little Smile. The Birds began to Sing.
(All Make Bird Song noises.)
Jane: My Home is your Home
Narrator 1: said Jane.
Fairy: I like your manners
Narrator 2: said the Fairy.
Fairy: And for that good thought, I '. You ll give Three Wishes.
Narrator 1: Princess Miserella was not pleased. She stamped Her Foot.
Fairy: Do that Again,
Narrator 1: said the Fairy, taking a Pine Wand from Her Pocket
Fairy: and I'll turn to your Foot Stone .
Narrator 2: Just to be Mean, Miserella stamped Her Foot Again. .
Narrator 1: and quick as a wink, the Fairy waved Her Wand and Pine Miserella's Foot
was turned to Stone.
(Miserella Little screams a shriek.)
Fairy: Well, I warned You! What did You expect?
(Plane Jane sighs a Loud sigh.)
Jane: Well, My First wish is that You Change Her Foot back.
Narrator 2: The Fairy Made a Face.
Fairy: I like your manners, but not your Taste
Narrator. 1: She said to Jane.
Fairy: Still, a wish is a wish.
Narrator 2: The Fairy moved the Wand.
Fairy: Allah Kazam!
Narrator 1: The Princess shook Her Foot. It was no Longer Made of Stone.
Miserella: Hmmm! Guess My Foot fell asleep for a Moment.
Narrator 2: Miserella said. She Really liked to lie.
Miserella: Besides,
Narrator 1: th.

ผลลัพธ์ (อังกฤษ) 3:

Narrator 1: Princess Miserella was a.Miserella: beautiful princess.Narrator 2: if you counted her eyes.(Miserella, indicates eyes nose mouth and, toes.).Nose and mouth and all the way down to her.Miserella: toes.Narrator 1: But inside where it, was hard, to see she was the meanest.Narrator, 2: wickedestNarrator 1: and most worthless.Narrator 2: Princess around. She liked.Miserella: stepping on dogs! (Miserella makes such foot movements).Narrator 1: She kicked kittens. (Miserella makes kicking actions).Narrator 2: She threw pies.Miserella: in the cooks face Tee Hee, Hee.Narrator 1: And, she never(Miserella shakes head back and forth).Not, even once said "Thank you," or Please. ""Narrator 2: Now in that, very same kingdom in the, middle of, the woods lived a poor orphan.(Jane turns in).Named.Jane: Plain Jane!Narrator 1: And plain she certainly was! Her hair was.Jane: short.Narrator 2: and turned down. Her nose was.Jane: long.Narrator 2: and turned up. And even if they had been the other way around whe would,,Not have been a.Jane: great beauty.Narrator 1: But she loved, animals! And she was, always kind to strange old ladies.(Jane turns Back to Audience as Miserella turns in).Narrator 2: One day Princess Miserella, rode her horse out of the palace.Gates in a big huff.(Miserella mimes riding horse.).She rode and rode, and rodeMiserella: looking beautiful as always,,Narrator 1: even with her hair in tangles. She rode right in to the middle of the.Woods and was soon.Miserella: LOST!(Miserella mimes action).Narrator 2: She got off her horse and slapped, it sharply for losing the way.Narrator 1: The horse said nothing but ran, right back home.Narrator 2: So there was the princess lost in, a dark wood without even her horse for.Company. Suddenly.(Fairy, turns in sleepily.).Princess Miserella tripped over a.Narrator 1: little old lady asleep under a tree. Now little old, ladies who.Fairy: sleep under trees in the, dark woodsNarrator 2: are almost always Fairies in disguise.Narrator 1: Miserella guessed who the little old lady was but she, did not care.(Miserella mimes kicking action).She kicked the old lady hard on, the bottoms of her feet.Miserella: Get up and take, me homeNarrator 2: said the princess quite rudely.Narrator 1: So the old lady got to her feet < I > very < / I > slowly.Fairy: for the bottoms now hurt!Narrator 2: She took Miserella by the hand. She used only her thumb and second finger.To hold Miserella "s hand for Fairies, know.Fairy: quite a bit about < U > that < / u > kind of Princess!Narrator 1: They walked and walked even deeper into the woods.Narrator 2: There they found a little house. It was dreary.Narrator 1: The floors sank.Narrator 2: The walls stank.Narrator 1: And the roof leaked--even on sunny days. But Jane made the best of it. She.(Jane speaks from over her shoulder still Back, To Audience).Jane: planted roses around the door.Miserella: This is not my home!Narrator 2: Said Miserella with a sniff.Fairy: Nor mine.Narrator 1: Said the Fairy.Narrator 1 & They walked in without knocking.Narrator 2:(Jane turns in.).Narrator 2: And there was Jane.Jane: It "s mine.Narrator 1: She said sweetly.Narrator 2: The princess looked at Jane down and up and up, and down.Miserella: Take, me homeNarrator 1: said, MiserellaMiserella: and as a reward I willl, make you my maid.Fairy: Some reward!Narrator 2: said the Fairy to herself. Out loud, she saidFairy: If you could take both of, US home I could probably squeeze out a wish.Or two.Miserella: Make, it threeNarrator 1: said Miserella to, the fairyMiserella: and I "ll get us home!Narrator 2: Plain Jane smiled a thin little smile. The birds began to sing.(All make bird song noises.).Jane: My home is your home.Narrator 1: said Jane.Fairy: I like your manners.Narrator 2: said the Fairy.Fairy: And for that, good thought I "ll give you three wishes.Narrator 1: Princess Miserella was not pleased. She stamped her foot.Fairy: Do, that againNarrator 1: said, the Fairy taking a pine wand from her pocket.Fairy: and I "ll turn your foot to < U > stone < / u >.Narrator 2: Just to be mean Miserella stamped, her foot again.Narrator 1: And quick as a wink the Fairy, waved her pine wand and Miserella s foot. "Was turned to stone.(Miserella screams a little shriek.).Fairy: Well I warned, you! What did you expect?(Plane Jane sighs a loud sigh.).Jane: Well my first, wish is that you change her foot back.Narrator 2: The Fairy made a face.Fairy: I like your manners but not, your taste.Narrator 1: she said to Jane.Fairy: Still a wish, is a wish.Narrator 2: The Fairy moved the wand.Fairy: Allah Kazam!Narrator 1: The Princess shook her foot. It was no longer made of stone.Miserella: Hmmm! Guess my foot fell asleep for a moment.Narrator 2: said Miserella. She really liked to lie.Miserella: Besides.Narrator 1: th.