Notes: Hilary Knight is one of my favorite illustrators. You may be familiar with his drawings for the Eloise books. His book is available in the Braille edition as well.
His pastel colors, depth of scenery and quaint costuming make this Cinderella a real delight. The facial expressions of our dear Cinderella and those of her snappy sisters will make you laugh. Those step sisters want so badly to be thought of as graceful and worthy of the prince, but they fight like dirty dogs in the mud to grab hold of the best family finery. Wearing Bo Beep dresses, we can see their ruffled pantalette's and pointed shoes. Look for the cat yowling through the air as a sister throws a dirty dish towards Cinderella. This is anohter Perrault-esque version, as evidence by the fairy godmother and the helping animals. The pumpkin holds true, as does the rat coachman. But the mice are reduced from six to two and the lizards from six to four. Details at the palace lend themselves to inspired a study of architectural detail. Curved marble staircases, statuary and sumptuous brocade drapes are everywhere!
Montessori Notes ages 6-12. Fundamental Needs of human beings include food, shelter, clothing, transportation, communication and spiritual needs. For children, meeting these needs without a parent is almost impossible. If both of a child's parents die, the child is called an orphan. Even today, a child who is an orphan needs a lot of luck to have a good life. Here is an old, spooky poem about a little orphan girl named Annie. She is not the same Annie that went to live with Daddy Wtarbucks. The poem was writtten by James Whitcomb Riley and published in 1926. Some of the slang and contractions might be a little hard to read, but try to do it anyway. What do you think the moral of the poem is?
Little Orphant Annie
Little Orphant Annie's come to our house to stay,
An' wash the cups and saucers up an' brush the crumbs away.
An' shoo the chicken's off the porch, an' dust the hearth an' sweep,
An' make the fire an' bake the bread an' earn her board and keep.
An' all us other children, when the supper thing's is done,
We set around the kitchen fire an' has the mostest fun.
A'listening to the witch tales 'at Annie tells about,
An' the Gobble-uns ns that gits you Ef you Don't Watch Out!
Once't they was a little boy wouldn't say his prayers,
An' when he went to bed at night, away up stairs,
His mammy heerd him holler and his daddy heerd him bawl,
An' when they turnt the kivvers down, he wasn't there at all!
An' they seeked him in the rafter room and cubby hole and press,
An' seeked him up the chimbley flu an' everwheres', I guess.
But all they ever found was thist his pants and roundabout!
An' the Gobble-uns 'll git you Ef you Don't Watch Out!
An' one tine a little girl 'ud allus laugh and grin,
An' make fun of ever'one and all her blood and kin,
An' oncet, when they was "company" an' old folks was there,
She mocked 'em an' she shocked 'em and said she didn't care!
An' this as she kicked her heels, an' turn't to run and hide,
They was two great big Black Things a-standin' by her side.
An' they snatched her through the ceilin' fore she knowed what she's about,
An' the Gobble-uns 'll git you EF You Don't Watch Out!
An' Little Orphant Annie says, when the blaze is blue,
An' the lampwick sputters, and the wind goes woo-oo!
An' you hear the crickets quit and the moon is gray,
An' the lightnin' bugs in dew is all quenched away,
You better mind your parents an' your teachers, fond an' dear,
An' churish them 'at loves you, an' dry the orphant's tear,
An' help the pore an' needy ones, 'at cluster all about.
Er the Gobble-uns 'll git you EF YOU DON'T WATCH OUT!