The script for the puppet theater Cinderella. Methodical development

Festive curtain illuminated by colored lanterns. Sounds like a beautiful overture. The curtain opens, the overture begins to "float", as from a damaged gramophone record, a creak, the music stops. Wind sound. On the stage are the remains of a collapsed gate and a half-collapsed inscription "ENTRY TO THE FAIRY LAND". The two gatekeepers are sitting comfortably with a bottle and cards. The king runs.

King. Hello, gatekeepers of the fairy kingdom!
Gatekeepers. Hello, Your Royal Highness!
KING (trying to get his bearings). Are you out of your mind?!
Gatekeepers. No, your majesty, nothing like that!
King. Argue with the king! What a fabulous beast! Since I say: they got off, it means they got off! Today is a holiday in the palace. You understand what a great thing - a holiday! To please people, to amuse, to pleasantly surprise - what could be more majestic? I'm off my feet, are you? Why isn't the gate unlocked yet, huh? (Throws the crown on the ground.) I'm leaving, to hell, to the devil, to the monastery! Live as you know. I don't want to be a king if my gatekeepers barely work, and even with lean faces.
1st gatekeeper. Your Majesty, our faces are not lean!
KING (looking around). But what?
1st gatekeeper. Dreamy.
KING (looking around). You're lying!
1st gatekeeper. Oh my god, it's true!
King. What are you dreaming about?
2nd gatekeeper. About upcoming amazing events. (Uncertainly.) Will there be miracles tonight at the palace at the ball?
1st gatekeeper. You see, Your Majesty, what we are thinking about.
2nd gatekeeper. And you scold us in vain.
King. Fine, fine. If you were a king, you might grumble even worse. Give me the crown. Okay! So be it, I remain on the throne. So you say there will be miracles?
1st gatekeeper. But how! Are you a fairytale king? Fairy! Do we live in a fairytale kingdom? In fabulous!
2nd gatekeeper. Has my right ear itched since morning? It itched! And this is always something touching, delicate, enticing and noble.
King. Haha! It's nice. Well, open the gate!

The gatekeepers survey the remains of the gate, which emit a semblance of a melody with which the curtain was parted.

King. Everything seems to be in order? Ah, gatekeepers? Aren't you ashamed to show your guests? Am I right? Goodbye, gatekeepers. Be polite! Say to everyone: welcome! And look at me, do not get drunk!
Gatekeepers. No, Your Majesty, we are reasonable people, we drink only on weekdays, when you do not expect anything interesting. And today something will be, something will be! Goodbye, Your Majesty! Run, your majesty! Be calm, your majesty!

The king leaves.

1st gatekeeper. Sorry old man...
2nd gatekeeper. I'm sorry... He has poor eyesight - he can't see anything.
1st gatekeeper. Yes, it's good that you can't see well. Gets less upset.
2nd gatekeeper. Yes, his fabulous time has gone, but he still hopes.
1st gatekeeper. You gave him a good idea about his ear.
2nd gatekeeper. Magically ... But the ear itched in the morning - a mosquito bit. And no miracles...

Shooting range behind the Forester's house. The forester shoots at target ducks that move along the conveyor. Cinderella rotates the conveyor handle while singing.

Cinderella: They tease me with Cinderella, Because they are near the fire, Sparing no strength,
In the kitchen I work, I work, I work with the stove, I work,
And I'm always in the ashes.
Forester. Nice, funny song...
Cinderella. Because I'm kind, I'm tearing myself up in the morning Until late at night.
Anyone can order, and thank me to say
None wants.
Forester. Dobra - beaver ... Ridiculous.
Cinderella. Because I am meek, I am blacker than coal. I'm not to blame.
Oh, I was white! Oh, I used to be cute
But a long time ago!
Forester. Here the poems are useless, it would be necessary to redo ...
Cinderella. Dad! I do not sing, I tell you about my life ... (Sings.)
I hide my sadness. I do not cry, but sing, I even smile.
But can't I ever go anywhere
From ash and soot!
Forester. Tolerable. Eat so sadly. And how do I feel?.. I married your second mother for great love, but it turned out ... I have a desire to fight a rabid bear.

The forester puts down his gun, takes the handle of the conveyor, turns it around. Cinderella takes a gun, shoots.

Cinderella. My stepmother and sisters were invited to the ball, but I was not. (Shoots.) The prince will dance with them, but he doesn't even know about me. (Shoots.) They'll eat ice cream there, but I won't, although no one in the world loves it as much as I do! (Fires.) It's not fair, right?
Forester. Elbow harder!
Cinderella. Dad, can't you hear! Scrubbing the floor, I learned to dance very well. While sewing, I learned to think very well. Enduring vain grievances, I learned to compose songs. At the spinning wheel, I learned to sing them. Nursing chickens, I became kind and gentle. And no one knows about it. It's a shame! Truth?
Forester. And you are terribly proud, dear Cinderella! ..
Cinderella. After all, you can get sick. After all, it is very harmful not to go to the ball when you deserve it! And there will be fabulous miracles at the ball! If I get to the ball, I will dance very well! And then the prince suddenly falls in love with me! ..
Forester. What a little Cinderella you are, just a child! I'm afraid you're in for a big disappointment. The king is coming, go.

Cinderella hides, the king runs in. The forester bows.

King. Hello mister forester!
Forester. Hello your royal highness!
King. I have such a holiday today, such a holiday! .. It will make you forget all the hardships and sorrows. Come to the ball. And take your own daughter with you too.
Forester. Cinderella? No, sir, she is still quite a baby!
King. Well, as you wish, but remember, I invite everyone without exception. I will say briefly: from today's ball I expect special, extraordinary miracles! Farewell!
Forester. Wait! Your Majesty, I love you sincerely, and knowing your subtle nature, kind soul and weak heart, I must say this: what if there are no miracles today? Will this make you very sad?
King. Will there be miracles? And this is the Forest Warden of the Fairy Kingdom speaking?!
Forester. Your Majesty, how many years have we lived without miracles... To be honest, I don’t remember a single miracle in my life. It's time for you to settle down. Somehow get older. Grow up, so to speak.
King. But you told me not so long ago about a cannibal who ate your sister-in-law, got poisoned by her poisonous nature, and died?
Forester. I expressed myself figuratively, poetically! In reality, a miracle is unlikely. I am sad to say this!
King. We have a fairy kingdom!
Forester. It's called "Fairy Tale". There is a French kingdom, there is a Spanish one, there is a Fairy one. And what about fairy tales?
King. Fabulous, because fabulous miracles happen in it!
Forester. And who saw them?
King. And the Thumb Boy?!
Forester. Well, how are you, how small, your majesty? Every kingdom has legends and traditions. There is Hercules in the Greek kingdom, who saw him? There is Ivan the Fool in one Stupid Kingdom, and what? And they didn't find it!
King. I was without glasses, I could have found them with glasses! I don't want to listen!
Forester. Your Majesty, what are we talking about? You and I are old friends, once we could not tear ourselves away from each other for days on end, but what now? When did they talk heart to heart? When did they sing songs together? You are looking for a boy with a finger, but you forgot your childhood friend. Magic is okay, we won’t find magic, so we’ll come up with it, but the miracles that happen in life, where can I get them? Friendship, love - where are they?
King. But I remember how you told me that you married for love!
Forester. I married a pretty woman, but stern, and they twist ropes out of me. They, sir, are my wife and her two daughters from her first marriage. For the past three days they have been dressing for the royal ball and have completely driven us. And my poor tiny dear daughter, through the fault of my amorousness, became a stepdaughter. So much for the “miracle of love”… I am a desperate and brave person, but only in the forest. And at home, your Majesty, I am fabulously weak and kind.
KING (tearing off his crown and throwing it on the ground). I'm leaving, to hell, to the devil, to a monastery, if such heartbreaking events are possible in my kingdom, live as you know! Shame on you, shame on you, forester! Or not, give me the crown. I remain. I know your wife... Forget everything, forester, and come to the ball. And shut up, shut up! What are you doing, Forester?! So I forbade everyone to say that they doubt the reality of a miracle, and they are silent. And you?! Is it really difficult to get into the position of a king? I may also have doubts sometimes, but I'm ready to fight them! There will be a miracle, there will be! Shut up and forgive! (Exits.)
Forester. Everyone is silent, the king is waiting for a miracle ... I’ll go fight a mad bear ...

The forester takes up the horn, the stepmother enters.

Stepmother. He took a spear and tried to run into the forest? What for?
Forester. I wanted to fight a rabid bear.
Stepmother. What for?
Forester. Take a break from household chores, dear.
Stepmother. I work like a horse. I run, I fuss, I charm, I intercede, I demand, I insist. Thanks to me, in the church we sit on the court benches, and in the theater - on the director's stools. Soldiers salute us! My daughters will soon be written in the velvet book of the first beauties of the court, the prince will be forced to choose one of them as his wife! The chief royal chef sent me a gift of game yesterday.
Forester. I bring it as much as I like from the forest.
Stepmother. Ah, who needs game, obtained so simply! In a word, I have so many connections that you can go crazy with fatigue maintaining them.
Forester. Why are you saying all this, wifey?
Stepmother. You have to keep the form. If you want to be successful, talk about your success all the time! Brown bear?
Forester. More like fawn. Very interesting color...
Stepmother. Go have fun, dear. Don't ruin the skin!
Forester. Skin? Darling, I wanted to fight for fun, but not to kill!
Stepmother. Combine business with pleasure. Be careful with the skin! Do not argue with me!

The forester leaves with a horn at the ready, the Stepmother looks around, abruptly puts her hand into the branches of the bush, and pulls Cinderella out of them.

Cinderella. Oh, mother, how you frightened me!
Stepmother. Cinderella, Cinderella, you are not a good girl! I care about you much more than about my own daughters. I do not make a single remark to them for whole months, while I educate you, my little one, from morning to evening. Why are you, my sun, paying me for this with black ingratitude? Do you want to run away to the palace park today?
Cinderella. Only when everyone is gone. Mother. After all, no one will need me then!
Stepmother. How naive! .. Under the windows you will see something completely different from what is happening outside the windows. Well, would you get into the palace, and what? .. I know, you dream that the prince will see you and fall in love? But who are you, and who is the prince?.. He knows nothing about you!
Cinderella. I so want people to notice what kind of creature I am, but only by all means themselves. Without any request or hassle on my part.
Stepmother. The prince needs endurance, pressure and will! You are a wonderful girl, of course, but not in time. You're ruining the picture. You dream, and it's contagious. Need to do the job! Take care not of yourself, but of everyone! About the state, if you like! Which should work! Function! The gates in the kingdom must be repaired, but what about us? The gates are broken, the gatekeepers are drinking... However, you won't understand these speeches... Go, the girls are waiting. Where are the dresses you made for them in seven days?

Living room, Anna and Marianne in strange capes.

Anna. I'm pretty.
Marianne. Am I beautiful.
Anna. And I'm very beautiful!
Marianne. And I'm amazingly beautiful! And gorgeously beautiful too, lo!
Anna. And I ... And I ... I'm the most beautiful of all!
Marianne. And I... And I... And I... I don't know.
Anna. But we are both much more beautiful than Cinderella!
Marianne. Yes Yes!
Anna. She, poor thing, has no idea how ugly she is!
Marianne. Yes, poor thing.
Anna. He walks wrong, he doesn't speak the way mother taught us. And he doesn’t know how to smile gallantly at all! Like this… (Smiles.)
Marianne. Like this… (Smiles.)

Repeating "That's it! Like this!" are taken to circle, pleased with themselves. Cinderella and Stepmother enter.

Marianne. Hello our dear sister! Why do you look sad? Do you want to go to the ball?
Anna. Really want? Smile, otherwise I'll be upset before the ball.
Cinderella. Okay, sisters, I'll try to be cheerful.
Stepmother. Let's see if you have the right to have fun. Are our ball gowns that I ordered you to make in seven nights ready?
Cinderella. Yes, mother!

She opens the screens, behind them are three mannequins, they are wearing strange rags. Cinderella, she does not see them, looks at her stepmother and sisters.

Cinderella. Sisters! Mother! Why do you look so sternly, as if I sewed shrouds for you? These are elegant, cheerful ball gowns. Honestly, really!
Stepmother. Be quiet! We see what you have done, and now we will discuss it! What do we see girls?
Anna. Rags!
Marianne. Terrible rag!
Stepmother. And it is true!
Cinderella. No! (Turns to the mannequins.) Ah! Sisters, mother, what is this?!
Anna. What will I wear to the ball? You ruined my life!
Marianne. Broke my fate!
Cinderella. Where are the beautiful dresses that I sewed with love for you... Is it evil magic?

The stepmother, Anna and Marianna rip off their hoodies with the same movement and find themselves in ball gowns.

Stepmother, Anna, Marianne. Surprise!
Cinderella. Do I need to laugh? But I can't, forgive me.
Stepmother. Silly little girl, but I forgive you. However, you must understand: it was a lesson for your own good. We have no reason to reject your work. But it should, my girls, apply the final touches of lipstick and blush! Marianne, for mine!

The stepmother comes out, Marianne follows her.

Anna. Marianne came up with a funny joke with dresses, right? But you must not be offended, little sister! Poor Marianne is very worried, at the ball she would like to make some impression on the prince, but where is she! Young people rarely like fat women, and even short ones, right?
Cinderella. Marianne does not seem full to me, besides, the new dress makes her thin.
Anna. You can't fix what you have with a dress! Don't argue with me, Cinderella! Better sympathize with my fat sister!
Cinderella. I sympathize.
Anna. Do not argue with me!
MARIANNA (Entering, brightly painted.) Anna, mother is calling you to fix your cheeks and cilia!

Anna exits.

Marianne. True, Cinderella, you were not offended by the joke with dresses that Anna came up with?
Cinderella. No, Sister Marianne. Almost offended.
Marianne. Anna is very worried before the ball. Agree, with her thin figure and long nose You can't win a prince's attention! And we, as loving sisters, must sympathize with her! Do you hear me, Cinderella?
Cinderella. I sympathize, but it seems to me that Anna is slim, and the new dress ...
Marianne. You are always arguing! Anna is skinny, skinny, skinny! And the prince likes strong girls, so my mother told me! If you argue, I will complain to you!

Stepmother and Anna enter.

Marianne. Mother, and Cinderella says that Anna ... That Anna ...
Anna. What is "Anna"?!
Marianne. What... I don't know.
Stepmother. My beauties, you need to feel sorry for our dear little baby, who will not get to the ball! Sympathize with her! However, once in the evening you will regret it. To the ball!

Stepmother, Anna and Marianna go to the exit.

Stepmother. Oh yes, Cinderella, my little star! You wanted to run to the park, stand under the royal windows.
Cinderella. Can?
Stepmother. Of course, dear, but first tidy up the rooms, wash the windows, mop the floor, whiten the kitchen, weed out the garden beds, plant seven rose bushes under the windows, know yourself and shovel coffee for seven weeks.
Cinderella. But I can’t manage all this in a month, mother!
Stepmother. Labor is a true miracle! Hurry!

A Fairy appears through the air in a raincoat, rubber boots and with an umbrella; streams of water flow from it. She is accompanied by a page boy with a backpack and a bunch of pink seedlings on his shoulder, also all wet.

Fairy. Hello goddaughter!
Cinderella. Godmother! Dear godmother! You always show up so unexpectedly!
Fairy. Yes, I love this!
Cinderella. You came through the air!
Fairy. Yes, I am such an inventor!
Cinderella. But why are you so wet, godmother? It's dry outside!
Fairy. It is dry here, and high, high in the clouds, where I have just been, there is terrible dampness. Not everything is as it seems, girl. And the world is not as simple as they think in your kingdom. How wonderfully you've grown in the years since I've been here! The girl has become pretty! This is a real miracle! I don't ask, dear, how you live... You were offended today...
Page. twenty four times.
Fairy. Of them in vain...
Page. twenty four times.
Fairy. You deserve praise today...
Page. Three hundred and thirty three times!
Fairy. And they you?
Page. Never been praised.
Fairy. I hate the old forester, your evil stepmother, and her daughters too. I would have punished them long ago, but they have such great connections! They don't love anyone, they don't think about anything, they can't do anything, they don't do anything, but they manage to live better even than some real fairies. However, enough about them. Do you want to go to the ball?
Cinderella. Yes, godmother, but...
Fairy. Don't argue, don't argue, you'll go there. It is very harmful not to go to balls when you deserve it.
Cinderella. But I have a terrible old dress, godmother!
Fairy. Boy bring it White dress from the farthest chest of drawers, which has not been opened for ten years! It seems that your stepmother forbade you, Cinderella, to look into this closet? Open it boy! (The page runs away.) You haven't seen your late mother's dress, which I gave her as a coming of age? This is really a wonderful dress, because it was made back in those days when miracles were common here.

A page boy runs in, he carries a dress of amazing beauty.

Fairy. Try it on quickly!

Cinderella takes the dress and goes behind the screen with it.

Fairy. Once in our magical workshop, we put the last stitch on this dress, and the most important craftswoman wept with emotion. Work has stopped. The day was declared a holiday. Such successes happen once in a hundred years. Lucky dress, blessed dress, consolation dress, evening dress.

Cinderella enters in a new dress.

Fairy. An amazing case, I have nothing to say! It doesn’t wrinkle anywhere, it doesn’t fold anywhere, there is a line, an amazing case! You are as beautiful as your mother once was! Even I could not expect such a resemblance! Do you like your new dress? Plus, it's been perfectly preserved! Now look there! Do you see the carriage?
Cinderella. What a wonderful carriage! Have you performed a miracle, godmother?
Fairy. No. I made an arrangement with your neighbor, the royal groom, and he lent me a carriage and six horses, and he dressed up as a coachman and climbed onto the goats. But only out of respect for me, once we were friends, I always loved horses. As for miracles, there won't be any. Does not work.
Cinderella. But you came through the air - it's a miracle! The real magic miracle!
Fairy. And I did it because you believed in a miracle. But your faith was only enough for me to travel through the air, and not to get too wet there, in the clouds. All the strength of your faith went into this, and no one here believes in a miracle except you. Even the king only pretends, although he does not admit it to himself. Faith works miracles. If there is no faith, there will be no miracle. We have to negotiate, although I do not like it. But the carriage is at the porch, the coachman is tolerable, the leftmost one is lame, but it will be enough to get to the palace.
Cinderella. But how can I go? I have so much work, godmother!
Fairy. This is a small miracle, Cinderella, you could handle it yourself, but now there is no time. In the old days, that would have been a pretty miracle! You have no idea how wonderful the bears could rub the floors - they have wax that they stole from the hives. The dew would wash the windows, the squirrels would whiten the walls with their tails, the garden beds would be amusingly watered by hares, the cats would be grinding coffee funny. Your Stepmother will not believe in such a miracle, even if she bumps her forehead against him.
Cinderella. Really, godmother, I will still see how you work miracles ?!
Fairy. In a manner. But not in this literally, how do you think! I took coffee with me, and my page's friends will rub the floors and wash the windows. They will plant rose bushes, we took seedlings on the way, we had to descend from a height. I'll whitewash the walls myself. For a fairy of my age, it is somewhat unexpected, but it will be nice to warm up ... And you will perform the last miracle yourself: you will know yourself at the ball. If you try...

At these words of the fairy, a horde of children appears on the stage, peers of the page boy, who cheerfully set to work.

Fairy. Go, it's time for me to get down to business. However, wait. One more little check. Boy, what do you say about my goddaughter?
Page. I dare not say a single word out loud. But from now on - during the day I will silently yearn for her, and at night in a dream I will talk about it so sadly that even the brownie on the roof will cry bitter tears.
Fairy. Excellent. The boy fell in love. Nothing, nothing to look at him sadly, Cinderella. It is useful for little boys to fall hopelessly in love. They then start writing poetry, and I love it. Go!
Page. Stop. I'm not a magician, I'm just learning, but love helps us to do real miracles. Forgive me, impudent, but I dared to miraculously get this treasure for you.

The boy stretches out his hands, and transparent shoes, glowing in the twilight, descend to his palm.

Page. These are crystal slippers, transparent and pure as tears, and they will bring you happiness because I long for it with all my heart! Take them!

Cinderella takes the shoes.

Fairy. Well, what can you say? What did I tell you? What a touching, noble act. This is what we call in our magical world - poetry. Get dressed and give thanks.
Cinderella. Thanks boy. I will never forget how good you were to me.
Fairy. And now remember, my dear, firmly remember the most important thing. You must be back at twelve o'clock sharp. I promised the groom that he would be home by midnight, and the word of honor of the fairy cannot be violated in any way. My good name depends on you! Being accurate and honest is also a miracle! Run, the horses are waiting!
Cinderella. Thank you godmother, I will definitely remember this.

Cinderella runs away. A fairy with a little page joins a horde of children who are doing the work in a dance.

Children, in a cheerful dance performing the work of Cinderella, are gradually shifting to the right. Their place is occupied by couples in ball gowns dancing a prim dance whose mood contrasts with the fun of the children. The couples are gradually replacing the children, among the dancing Anna and Marianna. A piano appears, on which a pianist accompanies the dance, as well as guests, among them the Stepmother, the Forester and the Good Wizard. Downstage, the prince is reading a book.

King. Prince, prince, son, put away the book - they are looking at you! Put away the book - the ball begins!
Prince. Wait. Interesting.
King. What are you reading?
Prince. Poetry, dad.
King. What?
Prince. Is it your fault that your cute image
Doesn't let me close my eyelashes
And standing above my head
Heavy eyelids does not allow to close?
King. Not a single giant - no good! It's too early for you to read poetry! You will read them when you grow up. Get better stories! For example, about Puss in Boots…

The dance ends.

Prince. And about the Thumb Boy...
King. That's it! Very exciting!
Prince. And about Bluebeard... How he slaughtered seven wives...
King. You don't love my friends! Give me the book! (Picks up the book.) You must be itching to dance and have a lot of fun!

The girls line up in a semicircle, the guests at the edges, everyone is waiting for the skirmish between the king and the prince to end.

Prince. I would respect. (Takes another book out of his pocket.)
King. (Takes it away, looking around.) Give it here! Everyone is looking at you!
Stepmother. Your Majesty...
King. Now, now, ma'am. (To the prince.) Have fun, look at the beauties who came to the ball. What if one of them becomes your wife?
Prince. Dad! Is it too early for me to read poetry, but is it too early to get married?
King. Who said to marry? (Loudly) Wait a second! (To the Prince.) I didn't say get married. I said take a look. And then get married. Later. Imagine, son, the kids will go, I will tell them stories ... It will be a miracle! Miracle, what is it! ..

The stepmother goes to the center of the semicircle of girls.

Stepmother. Your Majesty! Of course, you will allow me to declare our magical ball of miracles completely and remarkably open ?!
King. BUT? What? Please, I'm very happy.
Stepmother. Attention, we are starting! Girls! Quick, quick line up! We're starting, pay attention! Get ready!

The stepmother makes a sign to the pianist, he begins to play. The stepmother sings, the girls around her dance, which is somewhat reminiscent of a dance from a movie.

Stepmother (sings). Stand up, children, stand in a circle,
Get in the circle, get in the circle!
You are my friend and I am your friend
Good old friend!
(And so on.)

The king watches suspiciously, the prince takes out a book behind his back, reads. The king, as if imperceptibly, takes away the book from him, the prince takes out the next one. The song ends.

Stepmother. And now, dear majesty and highness and dear guests, the girls will show what they have prepared for our magical entertainment! Read poetry to us, sing and dance!
King. Poetry?! Maybe for a start, so that everyone feels what a fabulous ball today is, I will tell a story about one of my friends ...
PRINCE (hurriedly). Dad! Your Majesty! The girls are ready, let them read poetry!
King. Poems ... Well, it's wonderful that poetry! If the prince loves poetry so much...
Stepmother. Anna is performing!
Anna. I have a goat
I will feed him myself.
I am a kid in a green garden
I'll take it early in the morning.
He gets lost in the garden -
I will find it in the grass.

Everyone is listening. While reading, the prince looks up from the book, listens with a smile. At the end, the prince is the first to applaud, followed by the rest. The king claps reluctantly. Anna bows.

Prince. Wonderful! Bravo!
King. Do you find?
Prince. A wonderful rhyme: "the goat is green"!
King. OK then. What do we have next?
Stepmother. Marianne is speaking!

I have a flashlight.
Look at him during the day -
You can't see anything in it
And look in the evening -
He has a green light.
It's in a jar of weed
The firefly sits alive.

The prince openly laughs at the verses, at the end - a thunderous applause from the prince, which somewhat surprises those around him, and especially the king.

Prince. Bravo! Bravo! What a success! Bis!
Guests (following the prince). Bravo! Bis! We demand, we demand!
Stepmother. Well, what about you, Marianne? The prince asks for more!
King. More poetry?
Stepmother. Well, hurry up, hurry up!
Marianne. I really don't know...
King. See, she doesn't know anymore!
Prince. And you read the same again!
Stepmother. Marianne, listen to the prince!
Marianne. I'm not bored without fire -
I have a flashlight.
King (interrupts). But I wanted to tell...
Marianne. Look at him during the day -
You can't see anything in it...
King. I wanted to tell you, dear guests, the wonderful story of Little Thumb, my most precious friend.
Prince. Dad, don't!
King. Once upon a time there lived a woodcutter, and he and his wife had seven sons: two twins of ten years old, two twins of nine years old, two twins of eight years old and one youngest seven years old ...
Prince. Dad! It's impossible... Everyone knows this fairy tale by heart! You tell it for the three thousand four hundred and eighty-ninth time!
King. Such a story is not ashamed to tell for the hundred thousandth time!
Prince. Yes-ah-ah ... It's not fast ...
King. But I was interrupted. This youngest was very small and silent. When he was born, he was no bigger than your finger, which is why he was called Thumb Boy.

Despair on the faces of the guests. The prince is at first confused, then rushes to the pianist, says something in his ear. He nods and starts playing. The prince invites Marianne to dance, dances. The guests gradually join the dance, soon everyone is dancing except the king, who does not notice anything and continues the story, and the Good Wizard, who stands near the king and seems to be listening. Nods his head inappropriately.

King. The little finger was very smart, although his parents and brothers considered him a fool, because he was silent all the time. But on the other hand, he was excellent at listening to his interlocutor. The woodcutter was very poor, and the family constantly lived from hand to mouth. Once there was a drought, and the whole crop perished. There was famine everywhere. One evening the woodcutter said to his wife, “What shall we do? I love my sons, but my heart breaks with pain when I see them starving to death. Tomorrow we will take them to the thicket of the forest and leave them there.” "Not! That would be too cruel,” cried his wife. She understood that there was nowhere to get food, but she loved her dear sons without memory. “In the forest they have a chance to escape,” said the woodcutter. “And they will surely die at home.” His wife sobbed and agreed. The boy-with-a-finger did not sleep and heard the whole conversation of his parents. He immediately came up with a plan. (Looks around.) What is it? They don't listen! They are dancing! And I am offended not as a reciter, but as a truthful narrator true stories about my friends whom everyone forgot and no longer want to remember! (Tears off his crown.) I abdicate! I'm going to hell, to the devil, to a monastery! Let them live as they know. I don't want to be king if my subjects have forgotten about me!

The King quickly walks to the exit, where he runs into Cinderella.

King. Hello, unknown, beautiful, mysterious guest! No, no, don't curtsy. Please don't take off your glove. Hello! I'm terribly glad you've come!
Cinderella. Hello your majesty! I'm glad I came too. I really like you.
King. Ha ha ha! Here is the joy! She speaks sincerely!
Cinderella. Of course, your majesty.
King. Give me the crown! It seems that I remain on the throne... Let's go, let's go. Old friends, old stories - this, of course, is a good thing, but you won’t surprise anyone with them! Here, for example, a boy with a finger. A sweet, witty man, but a desperate player. He played hide and seek for money all the time. And try to find it. Or Puss in Boots. Nice guy, smart guy, but as he used to, he will come, immediately take off his boots, lie down on the floor near the fireplace and doze off. And most importantly, they are all in the past. Their fairy tales have already been played and are known to everyone. And you... As the king of the fairy-tale kingdom, I feel that you are on the verge of amazing fairy-tale events.
Cinderella. Truth?
King. Honest royal! Prince, oh prince! Son! Look who's here for us!

The prince leaves his partner, approaches. Attracted by what is happening and the guests, in turn stop dancing, gradually begin to approach the king, prince and Cinderella.

King. Do you recognize?

The prince nods his head.

King. Who is it?
Prince. Mysterious and beautiful stranger!
King. Quite right! No, just think what a smart boy! Have you drunk milk? Have you eaten a bun? Weren't you standing in a draft? Why are you so pale? Why are you silent?
Prince. Ah, sir, I am silent because I cannot speak.
King. Not true, don't trust him! Despite his years, he says everything, everything: speeches, compliments, poems! Son, say something, don't be shy!
Prince. The weather is beautiful today, isn't it?
Cinderella. Yes, Prince, the weather is beautiful today.

The intrigued guests gradually surround the king, prince and Cinderella.

Prince. I hope you are not tired on the road?
Cinderella. No, prince, I rested on the road, thank you!
Prince. I know what you think of me.
Cinderella. No, prince, no, I hope you don't know that!
Prince. I know, unfortunately. You think: what a stupid and clumsy boy he is.
Cinderella. Thank you Lord, you didn't guess right, prince!
GUESTS (murmuring) Who is this? Who is it? And you don't know who it is?
King. Lord! Let me introduce you to a girl who has never been with us before, magically dressed, fabulously beautiful, supernaturally sincere and mysteriously modest.
Stepmother. Ah, ah, your majesty, I know this girl. I swear I know.
King. A law issued by my great-grandfather forbids us from giving the name of a guest who wishes to remain anonymous.
Cinderella. Ah, Your Majesty, I am not at all ashamed of my name. Speak, ma'am, please!
Stepmother. Ah, listen, now you're all going to be shocked. This girl... ...this girl is the goddess of beauty. That's who she is...
King. Ha ha ha! Pretty effective compliment. Mercy.
Stepmother. Dear Goddess...
Cinderella. I assure you, you are mistaken, ma'am. .. My name is much simpler, and you know me much better than you think.
Stepmother. No, no, goddess! And here, goddess, are my daughters. This one is called...
Cinderella. Anna!
Stepmother. Oh! And this one...
Cinderella. Marianne!
Stepmother. Oh!
Cinderella. Anna loves strawberries very much, and Marianna loves chestnuts. And you live in a cozy estate, near the royal road, not far from a clear stream. And I'm glad to see you all, that's how happy I am today. (Approaches the forester.) Don't you recognize me?
Forester. I dare not.
Stepmother. And now we will ask the precious goddess to tell us a rhyme!
King. But no! Play, let's play! In fantas! In royal fantas. No one selects any phantoms, no one appoints anything, and what, ha ha, the king orders, that's all, ha ha, they do.

He calls the good wizard with signs.

Cinderella. And who is this sweet old man who nods strangely all the time?
Prince. My dad says that this is the kindest wizard in the world. He, out of his kindness, could not refuse anyone, no matter what he was asked. Evil people took advantage of his kindness so terribly that he plugged his ears with wax. And now he does not hear anyone's requests, but also the music. And no one knows if he can work miracles, because no one can ask him for anything.

The good wizard comes up and, at the request of the king, expressed by signs, removes the wax from his ears.

King. We are now going to play royal forfeits.
Good wizard. Ha ha ha! Pretty!
King. The first fan is yours! Make us something like that ... kind, magical, wonderful and pleasant to everyone without exception.
Good wizard. It's very simple, your majesty.

He takes a small pipe out of his pocket, stuffs it with tobacco, lights it, puffs on the tobacco smoke, and then begins to blow. Smoke fills the entire ballroom. Loud music plays.

The smoke dissipates. The Prince and Cinderella are floating around the hall like on a lake, in a light boat that glides over the parquet like on water, by itself. The King and the Good Wizard sit at a small table with glasses of dark wine. The guests are frozen in strange positions and try not to move.

Prince. Don't be scared.
Cinderella. I was not at all afraid, I expected miracles from tonight - and now they came. But still, where are we?
Prince. The king asked the good wizard to do something kind, magical, pleasant for everyone. And here we are, as if transported to a magical land.
Cinderella. And what do the rest do?
Prince. The rest pretend to be there. You see, my papa the king dreams of a miracle. He is a wonderful eccentric, and really everyone loves him. In order not to upset him, they pretend that they are, as it were, there. In fact, they are here. I also love my father, and I do not interfere with him pretending that he is drinking ancient wine in some fabulous tavern. See? The only thing I don't understand is where the boat in which we are sailing came from. I had not seen her before.
Cinderella. Maybe this is the miracle?
Prince. Now we will all find out, the magic should last only nine minutes, nine seconds and not one moment more. This is good, because the subjects cannot stand in these positions for a long time. But while the minutes are ticking, can I ask you one question?
Cinderella. Of course, please!
Prince. One of my friends, also a prince, also, in general, quite brave and resourceful, also met a girl at the ball, who suddenly liked him so much that he was completely at a loss. What would you advise him to do?
Cinderella. Or maybe, maybe it just seemed to the prince that he liked this girl so much?
Prince. No, he firmly knows that nothing like this has ever happened to him before and will never happen again. Do not get angry.
Cinderella. No you! You know, I was sad until tonight. Is it okay for me to say that? And now I am very happy! Is it okay for me to say that?
Stepmother (in a gentle voice). Your time is up, your time is up, end the conversation, end the conversation!

The boat disappears, the courtiers "come to life".

The stepmother and the others approach the king in turn and report their "impressions of the fairy land".

King. Thank you, the wine that we drank from the magic glasses in the magic tavern was fabulously wonderful!
Stepmother. What stores are there?
Anna. What spirits!
Marianne. What hairdressers!
Forester. How quiet and peaceful it was!
Prince. It was magical, dad! Our guests and I sailed in a boat on a wonderful lake and talked! Can I have you for a second? .. (Takes the king aside, whispers in his ear.) I would like to be alone with her! Take everyone away, please, but only so that no one notices anything. I beg you, so that they don't notice.
King (in a whisper). Of course, son, no one will notice. (Loudly.) Dear guests! The prince wants to speak with our precious and mysterious guest in private! Please, let's all go out into the garden together! Let's go to the garden! Only quietly, so that the prince and our guest do not notice us!

Making conspiratorial signs to the annoyed prince, the King leads the guests out.

Cinderella. You know what, I had days when I was so tired that I even dreamed in my sleep that I wanted to sleep! And now I'm having so much fun that I want to have more and more fun! Now we know you much better! Try to guess what I'm thinking now.
Prince. Understand! You think how good it would be to eat ice cream now.
Cinderella. I am very ashamed, prince, but you guessed it.

The prince runs away.

Cinderella. Well, happiness, you came to me, came unexpectedly, like my godmother! Your eyes, my happiness, are clear, your voice is gentle. And how much caring! Until now, no one has ever cared about me. And it seems to me, my happiness, that you are even afraid of me. That's nice! Like I really am an adult. (Looks at the clock, which shows twenty minutes to eleven.) Another whole hour! I have a whole hour and five minutes of my time, and in fifteen minutes, of course, I will have time to get home. In an hour and five minutes, I'll run away. Of course, maybe, my happiness, you will not leave me, even when you see what a poor girl I am! Well, what if you leave anyway? No no. And I won't try... It's too scary... And besides, I promised my godmother to leave on time. Nothing. Hour! A whole hour, and five more minutes ahead. It's not so little!

The page appears.

Page. Dear Cinderella! I have to give you very sad news. Do not be upset, but the king ordered all the palace clocks to be turned back an hour today. He wants at least some miracle to happen, and therefore he took and moved the clock.
Cinderella. Does that mean I don't have much time left?
Page. Almost completely. I beg you, don't be upset. I'm not a magician, I'm just learning, but it seems to me that everything can still end very well. But for this you, dear Cinderella, will have to rely only on yourself and on the prince. Love has happened, the miracle machine is running, it will change everything!

The page disappears.

Cinderella. OK it's all over Now. I promised my godmother to leave on time ... But my happiness, why now, when I just met you, do I need to run away? Why does the royal groom go to bed so early? What happens if he goes to bed an hour late? Nothing will happen. Why is a fairy's word of honor valued so dearly? And what if you still want to stay?

The prince runs in with a tray of ice cream.

Prince. This is the best ice cream in the whole wide world, I chose it myself. What's wrong with you?
Cinderella. Thank you prince, thank you dear prince, for everything. For being so polite. Because you are so kind. Both caring and kind. I have never seen anyone better than you!
Prince. Why are you talking to me so sadly?
Cinderella. Because it's time for me to leave.
Prince. No, I can't let you go! Honestly, I can't! I... I've thought it all over... After the ice cream, I would tell you directly that I love you... My God, what am I saying. Do not leave!
Cinderella. It is forbidden!
Prince. Wait! Ah, I'm not as funny as it seems. All this because I like you too much. After all, it is not good to be angry with a person for this! Forgive me. Stay! I love you!

The chimes strike three quarters. Cinderella takes off running. The prince stands motionless.

Prince. “The one who exposes his whole soul in front of the world is trading in feelings” ... I confessed, and she ran away! Said I love her and where is she? Life is poetry, but why is it so gloomy?! Everything is gone - I knew it!
The king enters.

King. Mystery guest, where are you?
Prince. She ran away.
King. Horrible! No dinner?! Boy, what's up? She didn't like ice cream?
Prince. No, dad! She didn't touch the ice cream! I confessed my love to her.

The king falls into a chair with a swing.

Prince. Yes, dad, I fell in love with our mysterious, beautiful, kind, simple, truthful guest.
King. Fell in love? So I knew... However, no, I didn't know anything. (Tears off the crown and throws it on the floor.) I'm leaving, to hell, to the devil, to a monastery, live as you know! Why didn't they tell me that you've already grown up? Or not, I stay. Haha! The boy fell in love. Here is happiness!
Prince. No, dad! This is misfortune!
King. Nonsense!
Prince. She doesn't love me.
King. Nonsense! She loves, otherwise she would not have refused dinner. Let's go look for her!
Prince. No, dad, I'm offended!

The king does not listen, rushes to the doors, throws them open.

King (shouting). Lord, rejoice! The prince is getting married! The wedding is tomorrow night. Who is the bride? Ha ha ha! You will soon find out!
Prince. Dad, stop! She ran away to nowhere!
King (shouting). Gatekeepers of the fairy kingdom! Can you hear me?
Voice out. We are listening, Your Majesty!
King. Did a girl leave the gates of our kingdom? Blonde! About sixteen years old! Very pretty!
Voice out. We know, we know, Your Majesty, we saw! In one shoe!
King. Like in one shoe?
Voice out. Looks like I dropped the second one! She held one in her hand, and she herself - barefoot, barefoot, barefoot ...
King. Well, that's enough, that's enough! Excellent! With such a small foot, it is very easy to lose a shoe when you run up the palace stairs, and even think about love, and not about the stairs! We'll find her by the shoe!
Prince. We don't have shoes, dad!
King. So we need to find out who found it! (Screams.) Whoever finds the slipper that the prince's bride lost, let him immediately bring it here! Has anyone found her...

Stepmother runs.

Stepmother. Your Majesty! Are you looking for a shoe?
King. Did you find her?
Stepmother. Not exactly me… Anna! (Anna enters with a slipper in her hands.) Give the sovereign a slipper! (Anna gives.) Marianne! (Marianna enters.) Give their majesty a shoe! (Marianna gives.)
King. Two shoes at once?
STEPMOM (quickly takes off her shoe). Not exactly two, Your Majesty, it turns out I also found ...
Prince. Already three...

Guests enter through the door, each with a slipper, among them the Good Wizard with a glass slipper in his hand. The guests pile up their shoes in front of the king, who looks on rather puzzled.

King. Lord! This case requires a separate consideration with a fresh mind! Ball is over for today! Goodbye, goodbye gentlemen! You will be called!

Early morning. Ballroom, on the floor - a pile of shoes. A sad prince sits above her.

King (enters). Prince, oh prince! You've been sitting like this for two hours! Something must be done!
Prince. There's nothing you can do about it, dad. Its end! No one knows which shoe in this pile belongs to a beautiful stranger, and which one belongs to the forester's daughter! No, I'll never find her!
King. Yes, there are a lot of shoes here ... But something needs to be done! And you know, son, a fairy tale ...
Prince. Stop talking about fairy tales - life has begun!
King. No, listen to the story! So, one of them says that you can lure rats out of the city with a pipe. One man was playing there on a pipe, the rats followed him. But in secret, someone told me back in the old days that if you really believe, such things can happen not only with rats, but even with inanimate objects. Maybe try? I found one pipe in the storerooms, very old ...
Prince. Dad! I lost my love! Lost, maybe forever! What's with the flute?
King. And you try, guess. Is it hard for you to just try?
Prince. Oh, papa, leave me! I'm sad! I won't!

The page boy appears.

Page. Hello dear prince! Do not be surprised, I am a student of one fairy. The king neither sees nor hears me, but in order not to frighten him, listen to me without uttering a word. I have come to ask you: do not refuse to play the pipe. Will something happen? I'm not completely sure, I'm not a magician, I'm still learning, but love can work wonders. Try it prince. (disappears.)
Prince. Wait, where are you, dear boy? Who you are?
King. Are you me? God! The child began to talk out of love! .. Prince, look at me! Do you have a fever?
Prince. Dad, I didn't talk to you!
King. And with whom? I will order to call a doctor from the neighboring kingdom - ours, they say, is now sick and does not walk well.
Prince. Dad, stop! I feel great. Give me a pipe, I'll try to play. (Takes a pipe.) No, that's impossible!
King. What is impossible?
Prince. This is all impossible. Because it can't be!

The prince plays the flute. Nothing happens.

King. Prince! Need to go! You have to play and go further and further!

The prince plays and leaves. Suddenly, the shoes begin to move a little and start moving one after the other after the prince.

King. She went, she went ... She went again. Works! Prince, we're doing it! What's this? (The king gets on all fours.) Is there something wrong with my eyes?
Thin voice. You have excellent eyesight, old man!
King. So I didn't get sunstroke?
Thin voice. No, old man! You didn't get hit! Hello my friend! Haven't seen you in years! Catch me!
Prince. Dad, look! Only one shoe left! Without any doubts! It's her shoe!
King. Wait, son, prince! I'm busy! Look who came to us!!!

The king crawls on all fours, with his nose on the floor. The prince picks up the slipper, which alone was left lying, while all the others, following the pipe, moved to the end of the hall.

Prince. Papa, my lord! Look, I found her!
King. Prince son! The Boy-with-a-finger has returned to us!

On the lawn is a squad of royal guards. The king runs out.

King. Soldiers! Do you know what love is? (Soldiers sigh.) My The only son and the heir fell in love, and fell seriously in love. (Soldiers sigh.) And this is what, you understand, the thing turned out. As soon as he spoke to the girl seriously, she ran away!
Soldiers. This happens!
King. Don't interrupt! What to do here? Need to search! I know the girl by sight. I'll drive back and forth, look through a spyglass. And you will catch the bride with this glass slipper. I know that all of you are great at chasing girls.
Soldiers. What are you, your majesty!
King. Don't interrupt! I order you the following: catch all the girls you see and try on a shoe for them. The girl who has a glass slipper right on her leg is the prince's bride. Got it?
Soldiers. Still, your majesty!
King. Now go, and hurry up. Take your shoe and run. No, stop! Soldiers! You are devoted servants of the fatherland! And the king, of course. You have no flattery! Tell me, just quietly, I have more to ask, to be honest, there is no one: did you notice anything strange today? Since morning?
Soldiers. No, your majesty, we are on duty!
King. In what sense?
Soldiers. Didn't drink yesterday, nothing strange in the morning today.
King. Yes, I'm not talking about that! Are there any unusual occurrences? Thumb boy, puss in boots… Blue beard, maybe?..
Soldiers. The corporal has a blue nose, Your Majesty, but it's been a long time.
Corporal. Nothing strange. Is it possible that I found boots in the captain's closet. I thought maybe stolen, I wanted to find out, but did not have time.
King. Well, well, well ... (Examining the boots.) They remind me of something ... Try it on, Corporal!
Corporal. Boots not in shape ... Trying on ...

The corporal tries on the boot, he takes off and drags the corporal behind him with extraordinary speed.

King. I knew it! Walking boots! Soldiers! Capture the Corporal! Do not wear boots without special training! And for the cause! That is for the girls! Run step march!

The soldiers are leaving. The king gets into the carriage.

King. Coachman! What is it, coachman! Where are the horses?
Coachman. Breakfast, Your Majesty!
King. What?
Coachman. The oats are being eaten, your majesty. Can you not have breakfast? Royal horses, gentle!
King. Is my son a royal? And my son is not gentle? Lead the horses!
Coachman. Okay! I'll go hurry!

The coachman leaves.

King. I can not! What is it? Am I a fairytale king or not? And since I'm fabulous - so to hell with horses! Stroller - go!

The carriage takes off, rushing along the road.

Seven rose bushes under the windows of Cinderella's house. Cinderella comes out.

Cinderella. Hello, my dear. (The roses nod to her.) Is that the wind? No, it's not the wind... Roses, you know what I'm thinking? (The roses shake their heads.) No, it's not the wind! Dear roses, do you nod to me? (The roses nod.) So I can talk to you? How wonderful, how wonderful! I will tell you, but only in a whisper. Are you listening to me? (The roses nod.) I liked him so much that it's just awful! Do you understand? (The roses nod.) Just look, not a word to anyone.

A girl in a red cap enters.

Girl. Hello Cinderella.
Cinderella. Hello girl.
Girl. I am here by chance, in passing, only to warn you, dear Cinderella, that the prince will be passing here now. Hide yourself. You don't have time to date.
Cinderella. Will the prince be here? Can I talk to him? No, no, you are right, in this dress, in old shoes ... Do you think he might not like me? Wait girl, how do you know me? And how do you know about the prince?
Girl. I know your godmother asked me to see you. And now I have no time, goodbye! I bring grandmother a pie and a pot of butter ... (Exits.)
Cinderella. What a wonderful girl! What a pretty little red cap she has, I've never seen one like it. And how things have changed... and how does she know my godmother? Roses, my dears, I will go to the forest so as not to meet the prince. For some reason, I believe this girl ... (Roses nod.) Everything, maybe, will end well. Oops, someone's coming!

The prince comes out of the forest. Cinderella lowers her head, hair covering her face.

Prince. Did I frighten you, my child? Do not be afraid! I'm not a robber, not an evil person, I'm just an unfortunate prince! No, no, don't go, stop! (Cinderella runs away.) Where are you going? I was frightened ... How strange everything is! I wander through the forest and can not find a place. I did not see her face, but for some reason I think she is a kind girl. Why did she run away? There was something very familiar in her hands, in the way she lowered her head... And that golden hair... Wasn't she at the ball yesterday? I really need to find her! If she is a poor, humble girl, then I will only rejoice at this. If she does not love me, then I will accomplish many feats and finally she will like me! .. No, no - it's her! I feel like it's her!

The Prince takes a step forward. At that moment, a Corporal appears from one side of the stage, rushing after a walking boot. The corporal rushes across the stage and hides on the other side.

Prince. I wonder what's going on around? .. Then I'll figure it out. Search, search! (Runs away.)
Cinderella (enters). I met a prince! What happened to me! I'm so truthful, but I didn't tell him the truth! I'm so obedient, but I didn't listen to him! I so wanted to see him and trembled when I met him, as if a wolf had come across me. Oh, how simple everything was yesterday and how strange today.

The roses nod back at her. Stepmother and sisters leave the house.

Stepmother. Where do you go, bad girl? Take an example from my daughters. They sit at home, and fate rewards them for this. They enjoyed such a success at the ball yesterday! And if the unknown stranger has fled without a trace, the prince has no choice but to marry one of the girls present here.
Cinderella. Oh, what are you, mother!
Stepmother. How dare you doubt, you wretch!
Cinderella. Excuse me, mother, I thought you were talking about me.

The stepmother and daughters look at each other and burst into laughter.

Stepmother. I forgive you, smug girl, because I'm in good spirits. Stay with us, Cinderella, I'll think about what to order you.

A corporal in seven-league boots rushes across the stage.

Corporal. Save! Help! (Following the boot, he describes a circle around the stage.) Get this off me!
Stepmother. Cinderella, I got you a job! Remove IT from the valiant warrior!

Cinderella rushes after the Corporal and quickly takes off his boot.

Corporal. I wish you well, sir. Excuse me, it is known that it is ugly to take off your boots in front of the ladies. But only they, excuse me, madam, seem to me to be seven-league.
Stepmother. Yes, I noticed it, corporal. Why put them on, corporal?
Corporal. By misunderstanding. That is, by order of the king. To catch the prince's bride, ma'am. I was carried to God knows where and God knows where! And all off target. You won't believe, ma'am, how many girls I ran past, and even more scared half to death. But an order is an order, ma'am. Let your daughters try on this shoe.
Stepmother. What number?
Corporal. I can’t know, madam, but only to whom the shoe is just, that is the prince’s bride.
Stepmother. Corporal! Call the king! The shoe is just on the foot of one of my daughters.
Corporal. But ma'am...
Stepmother. Call the king! (Significantly.) I will be very grateful to you. Do you understand me? Highly! (Quietly.) I'll slay!
Corporal. Thank you for this, but what about without trying on?
Stepmother (quietly). There is vodka. Two barrels. Do you hear?
Corporal. Still would! However, I can't. An order is an order!
Stepmother. Give me a shoe.

She tries on Anna's shoe. Trying on Marianne.

Stepmother. Are there other sizes?
Corporal. Not at all, sir.
Stepmother. Girls follow me! Sorry, corporal, but it's better to move the fitting to another place, young girls are so shy! Do you understand me, corporal?

Stepmother with slipper in hand, Anna and Marianna leave.

Living room.

Stepmother. There is so little left, and happiness is in my hands! Cinderella!
Cinderella. Yes, mother!
Stepmother. We sometimes quarreled with you, but you should not be angry with me, girl. I've always wanted the best for you. Repay me well. You can do everything - you have golden hands. Put this shoe on Anna.
Cinderella. Mother, I...
Stepmother. I beg you very much, my baby, my dear, my beloved daughter.
Cinderella. I'm sorry mother, I won't do it. I won't.
Stepmother. Well, my beloved, you will be responsible for everything! Hubby! Bring an ax! And more logs! I will go to the end! And you thought I'd back off?
Forester (enters with an ax and a log). Are you going to cut wood, dear?
Stepmother. Give it to me! (Walks around Anna and Marianne, looking at their feet.) Well... Anna has big fingers. Marianne has a fat heel... You can cut the heel, but it's easier to cut off your fingers. And the shoe will be just the right size! Anna, stick your leg out!
Anna. Mother, what are you doing? It would hurt me!
Stepmother. Until the wedding will heal.
Anna. I won't be able to walk!
Stepmother. You will be carried in a carriage! Put your foot up! I order!

Anna puts her foot on a stump, Stepmother swings her axe.

Cinderella. Mother, stop! I'll wear a shoe!

Cinderella approaches Anna and puts on her sister's slipper.

Stepmother. Ready! It's over! Congratulations, Anna, your royal highness! Ready! All! Well, now they will dance in my palace! I'll take care of them! Marianne, don't worry! The king is a widower! I'll put you on too. We will live! Oh, it's a pity - the kingdom is not enough, there is nowhere to roam! That is OK! I will quarrel with the neighbors! This I can do.

In front of the forester's house, corporal, the prince enters.

Prince. Tell corporal, have you seen the girl here that I've been looking for all day? And I'll search forever if you don't help me! So hurry up, Corporal!
Corporal. I even saw a few girls here, or rather, three. Perhaps you need one of them, and I need a glass slipper, which they went to try on, so we will wait together. Excuse me, prince, perhaps you know why I have been talking in a flowery, even poetic way since the very morning? All my life I've spoken in teams, and now I'm a little confused.
Prince. I can't tell you exactly why this happens, corporal, but I like the graceful structure of your speech.
Corporal. I like it, I like it, it's the only way you can stay without work. It is unlikely that the soldiers will listen to me if I turn to them with the words: “Dear soldiers, would you be so kind…” instead of the simple command “March!”…
Prince. There's a lot of weird stuff going on today, so don't be surprised, Corporal.
Corporal. Here are your girls...

Enter the Stepmother, limping Anna, Marianna, Cinderella and the forester. Cinderella stands at a distance, the prince rushes to her.

Prince. There you are, beautiful stranger! Finally I found you, and this is a real miracle! Yes, yes, I recognized you, it was you, your hair, your hands!.. Why did you run away from me?
Cinderella. I'm just a forester's daughter...
Prince. But I'm just a prince. I don't think there is anything wrong with either. And I ask you: be my princess!
Stepmother. Prince, oh prince! You're talking to the wrong person! Here's the shoe, and here's the foot she's wearing! And this is my daughter's leg. Meet: your fiancee's name is Anna!
Prince. Madam, you are mistaken! I know my fiancee, but the shoe has absolutely nothing to do with it! On the feet of my beloved there are charming leather shoes, and I am very happy about this!
Stepmother. Nonsense! Shoe on my daughter's foot! Call the king!

The corporal blows the trumpet. A royal carriage rolls up without horses.

King. Where is she, dear? Where is she, my daughter?
Stepmother. Here it is, Your Majesty, dear son-in-law.
King. Well, what nonsense!
Stepmother. Look at her legs, sir!
King. Why should I look at the legs?! I can see from her face that it's not her.
Stepmother. But the crystal slipper fit her, sir!
King. Let it go! It's not her anyway!
Stepmother. Sovereign! The word of the king is a golden word. Does the glass slipper fit her?! Just right. Therefore, she is the bride. You said so yourself to the corporal. Right, corporal? Yep, shut up! No, no, son-in-law, the business is finished.
King. Oh, damn it, what a nuisance! What to do, friends?

The Marquis Padetrois enters, dancing.

King. Marquis! My dear marquis, I haven't seen you for a hundred years! Where have you been all this time?

King. I'm terribly, terribly glad to see you too! Lord! Allow me to introduce the master of ballroom dancing, M. Marquis Padétrois. On solemn occasions, the marquis explains himself only by the means of his art, and today, it seems, is a very, very solemn day for him. I will translate his welcome speech for you. (Translates.) What are you talking about! Marvelous! It turns out that the Marquis was the head dance master at Sleeping Beauty's castle. For a hundred years, he slept along with the entire staff of the royal castle! Can you imagine how he slept! He doesn't sleep at all now. Can you imagine how he yearned for dancing! He is now dancing continuously. And how hungry he was for a hundred years! The marquis now has a great appetite.
Stepmother. Your Majesty! The appetite of the marquis cannot but rejoice, but do not be distracted! How about a wedding?
King. Oh yes, I digress. Marquis, it will be my greatest pleasure to talk to you a little later and even dance something, but not now. We've got a most embarrassing misfortune that I can't solve! I really don't know what to do, but I need to do something!

The Marquis answers in the language of dance.

King. Yes, what kind of dance is there! .. But by the way ... It may very well be that you are right, precious marquis! Dance, dance! The most wonderful idea! Be kind, Marquis, to invite this beauty here!

The Marquis holds out his hand to Anna and leads her in the dance.

King. What's wrong with you, beauty? Are you limping, beautiful? Hey! Yes, the shoe ran away from you, beauty! (Raises the glass slipper, tries to put it on Anna.) But it is impossibly small for you! What magician managed to shoe you? (Tries to put on Marianne's shoe.) Alas, it is too small for you, young lady!
Stepmother. This means nothing! An unknown bride also lost this shoe in the palace.
King. To an unknown beauty, the shoe was a little too big. Well, nothing, nothing, it happens, don't be upset, ma'am. Son, who is that next to you?
Prince. I met my love, dad!
King. Who is this?
Forester. My daughter Cinderella, sir.
King. But you said, forester, that she was still quite a baby?
Forester. So it seemed to me yesterday, sir.

Stepmother and sisters laugh.

King. I order you not to giggle! Don't be embarrassed, poor girl. Look into my eyes. Oh! What?! What a familiar look. Try on her shoe immediately.
Prince. Sir, it is she! And what's that? Look, my lord!

He takes out the second shoe from the pocket of Cinderella's apron.

King. Get married! Hurry, hurry to the palace to get married!
Fairy (appears). Well, what do you say, old forester?

The stepmother is silent.

Fairy. I'm so glad that miracles are possible again in the fairy kingdom! Where are you, my little helper? He has already played a significant role in this story, and I gave him my favorite magic wand.
Page. I am not a magician. I'm just learning. But for the sake of those I love, I am capable of any miracles. Here is a magic wand, very modest, without any decorations, just a diamond wand with a gold handle. But I can't even magic wand perform a miracle that could be compared with the miracle of love! And this miracle has already been performed by the prince and Cinderella, because they fell in love with each other and were able to defend their love!
Prince. But Cinderella never said if she loved me.

Cinderella approaches the prince.

King. I don’t like, I confess, when people are prevented from sorting things out. Well, friends, we have reached the very happiness. Everyone is happy, except for the old forester. Well, it's her own fault, you know. Connections are connections, but one must also have a conscience. Someday they will ask: what can you present, so to speak? And no connections will help you make your foot small, your soul big, and your heart fair. And, you know, my friends, the page boy will eventually reach complete happiness too. The prince will have a daughter, the spitting image of Cinderella. And the boy will fall in love with her in due time. And I will gladly marry my granddaughter to a little boy. I adore the wonderful properties of his soul: fidelity, nobility, the ability to love. I love, I love these magical feelings that will never, never come ...

Elena Makarova

I bring to your attention the script and photo report from our performance.

The script was written by me back in 1997. , withstood five productions. In the publication of the play "The Snow Queen" I already talked about our theater BABY, about scripts, publications. For the first time, the script was printed educational center"Harmony" St. Petersburg-1998 in collaboration with Ulikova N. A. and Naryshkina L. BUT.

Today I propose a production of a performance that we showed to the parents and children of our preschool educational institution with my colleague Tatyana Bolshakova.

Happy viewing!

"Cinderella"

THE EXIT OF THE FANFARISTS

Fanfarists:

1. Attention attention!

King's desire

Listen to all viewers

And fabulous people!

2. Inhabitants of the fairy kingdom

And the inhabitants of the fairy kingdom!

You hear me?

Grab your seat on the square!

I will announce the king's order!

EXIT "RESIDENT-ARTISTS", BUILDING INTO TWO SEMI-CIRCLES.

Fanfarists:

1. The king is his majesty

I asked her majesty that her majesty

Learned from the butler

Is it possible to deliver Cinderella

Today to the palace!

2. Helpful Butler

Answered "Of course!"

And to Cinderella in the estate

Sent a messenger.

3. Messenger,

Returning in the evening

Said the evil stepmother

Be Cinderella at the party

Can't resolve.

1. Let the fairy tale help us!

2. The most beautiful fairy tale!

3. Fight the feisty stepmother

(together) And win this!

ARTISTS EXIT BEHIND THE CURTAIN.

THE GOOD FAIRY COMES OUT, DANCES, GESTURES THE EVIL WITCH.

THE EVIL WITCH COMES OUT.

Near the window

On a soft sofa

Various fairy tales

Slept in the sun.

From the street all of a sudden

The wind has blown

Fairy tales faster

I wanted to wake up.

Witch:

Turning impatiently

On the spot

He's right there with them.

Soared into the sky...

But he did not have time to gain height -

Fairy tales all suddenly lost on the fly.

Hear! Do you hear?

Is it quiet all of a sudden? \menacingly\

old fairy tale

Sounded again. \gently\

GO TO THEIR PLACES - "HOUSES".

CINDERELLA'S ENTRY, DANCE WITH THE BROOM.

Cinderella:

I haven't slept in a long time!

I looked out the window

There at the tip of the beam

The sun sleeps like a cat purring

And the other end of the beam

Over my shoulder.

The sun sleeps and I sit.

I'm almost out of breath.

I have only one concern:

The whole day is full of work.

GOES TO HIS CORNER.

EXIT AND DANCE OF THE Lumberjack. A WOOD CUTTER STOPS AT A TREE, WANTS TO CUT IT UP.

EXIT OF THE KING - goes screaming, clutching his head (Horror, Nightmare, trouble)

King:

All! I'm leaving the kingdom! \Takes off and throws away his shoes\

There is no place for me in this fairy tale!

My son has grown up, he is getting married.

Don't find a bride

In our kingdom

Queen:

Sweet King

And I burn myself

Watched the princess

And the one and the other.

Lots of girls around

But how can you guess

which can

Become a bride?

Woodcutter:

My good friend

I can help you:

I have a beautiful daughter.

Nobody saw her anywhere.

Queen:

Announce the ball!

King:

Hooray! I stay in the kingdom!

There will be a bride for the son!

FANFARISTS COMING OUT

Fanfarists:

The king announces the ball!

There will be a role for everyone.

You can dance and sing

You can just look

How our prince will meet the bride!

Will he find it? Who will answer?

Difficult question asked

Come on friend! Don't hang your nose!

There is a skill

This is where the magic comes in!

EVERYONE LEAVES THE IMPORTANT KING OUTSIDE THE CURTAIN.

THE WITCH STAYS.

Witch:

Royal ball - fun,

Happiness, joy, laughter.

But magic tickets

They won't be for everyone!

This mess

Everything needs to be picked up here.

And about the magic ball

She has no time to dream.

A stepmother and sisters

Today at the ball

At the king and prince

Attention will be taken.

Gold, gold!

Pure, no cheating!

long awaited gold

I'll fill my pockets.

That's when with my sister

We will live richly!

It's a pity only the kingdom

A little too little.

GOES TO HIMSELF. WORKING IN HIS "HOUSE".

EXIT OF THE STEPMOM AND DAUGHTERS. THEY GO DANCING. TURN TO CINDERELLA.

Cinderella:

I washed all the dishes!

Stepmother:

Have you forgotten about us?

We need to get together for the ball,

But you don't seem to be happy!

1 sister: Give me a collar.

2 sister: And give me my comb.

1 sister: No, I don't want a collar!

2 sister: And I don't need a comb.

3 sister: Well sister! Sad sack!

Whatever he doesn't do is bad!

Stepmother:

Do all your business

For me to be satisfied.

Sisters:

1. You are such a mess

2. You are so confused

3. It's scary to look at you.

Stepmother:

Daughters, it's time for us to go!

THEY GO DANCING. CINDERELLA WILL GET THEM.

Cinderella:

Mother, my sisters!

Let me go to the ball too!

Sisters:

1. That's because he will say nonsense!

2. Oh, I will fall with laughter!

Stepmother:

Okay, that's enough, that's enough for you.

I'll give her a job:

Wash all the glass

Clean up the silver.

Roughing parquet floors

And air out all the carpets.

Yes, you still care:

There is work in the garden

Weed all the carrots

Pick up the tomatoes.

Make three or four beds,

For everything to be alright.

Cinderella:

Stepmother:

And then what? Then

Run to the ball!

LAUGHING AND LEAVING. CINDERELLA STANDS AND CRYS.

THE FAIRY DANCES AROUND HER, TOUCHES HER WITH A WAND.

CINDERELLA:

Auntie my soul

I waited for you without breathing.

Sit comfortably in a chair

Together we will not be cramped.

Have a cup of tea with me

Yes, listen to my longing:

There will be a ball in the palace today,

I was allowed to stand on the porch.

And no one can understand how I want to dance!

Goddaughter, I'll help you!

I have a job for you

Bring me a pumpkin from the garden.

Take a look in the closet, if there is one,

Find mice there are six things.

CINDERELLA BRINGS A PUMPKIN.

Fairy:(continues)

Close your eyes and look away

There will be a surprise for you!

THE PAGE COMES OUT OF THE CARRIAGE WITH A SHOE IN HANDS. THE PAGE DANCE.

Dear Cinderella! I'm not a magician, I'm just learning,

But let me say a few words!

I am a very young student

And I'm not used to conjuring!

But let, when you need,

My friendship will help.

I study very well

And I will personally give you

For happiness and soul

Here are the shoes.

And let me be small!

For this first ball

I accompany you

And I wish you happiness.

THE PAGE GIVES CINDERELLA SHOES.

Fanfarists:

1. In a magic carriage,

I wish you

rush faster

For a festive ball.

2. And even if you are not dressed up yet,

But you will be in a smart dress,

Like the sun illuminate the palace

And surprise everyone with beauty.

CINDERELLA AND THE PAGE GET INTO THE CARRIAGE.

Fairy:(continues)

But be careful at the ball!

And do not forget my order:

You should know this in advance

Only twelve o'clock will strike,

Don't waste your time

And run away home.

Don't forget these important words

Listen to the clock!

THE CARRIAGE LEAVES. THE FAIRY GOES TO HIMSELF. THE WITCH APPEARS.

Witch:

Today at the ball

I will change all the clocks

And I know in advance

Cinderella is out of luck!

THE WITCH RUNS.

THE FLOWER PLAYER EXITS. ANNOUNCES AN INTRACT

Fanfarist:

Act II B A L

MUSIC SOUNDS. THE CURTAIN OPENS. THE PALACE, THE KING'S THRON. THE KING ON THE THRONE, THE PRINCE IS NEAR. COUPLES DANCE AND GO TO PLACES.

Prince:

Well, ball! One misunderstanding

Must be such bad luck

Not one nice face!

King:

Dear prince, listen to your father!

Here are three girls and a mother,

Where do they live, ask and what their names are!

Queen:

Be friendly and nice

You are so handsome.

Invite girls to dance

And choose a bride.

Prince (To the King and Queen):

I apologize to you

But I'm not going to get married!

THE PAGES PASS AROUND THE HALL, IT IS IMPORTANT TO CHOOSE A PAIR, NOT CHOOSE ANYONE.

Stepmother(angrily to the King):

My king!

There's not enough room at the ball

How to be me and daughters-brides!

Nobody notices them here.

Beauty does not mark!

MAGIC MUSIC PLAYS. THE CINDERELLA AND THE PAGE WILL APPEAR. THEY WALK THE HALL. GUESTS HISTORY. BOWINGS, REVERANCES.

What a beautiful hall

How many guests are here!

And I wish you

Find friends here!

Helps Cinderella take off her cloak and runs away to the fairy.

Prince:

In terrible embarrassment,

I don't know how to be.

Allow me, ma'am,

Invite to dance.

King:

Maestro, music!

EVERYONE DANCES "PASS"

Sisters:

Fi! Look, beauty!

How do you like it?

And no one notices us

And he doesn't invite you to dance.

Fu-you, well-you, appeared,

Discharged into silk and velvet.

Look how dressed up!

Yes, she sat on the throne!

Stepmother:

Don't be angry, my daughter!

Don't worry, I beg

I am now Sister - Sorceress

I'll call and tell you everything.

RINGS ON THE PHONE, THE WITCH HIPS UP.

Stepmother(talking on the phone):

I beg, I conjure

Harm this princess!

Daughters - beauties

Rather help!

Witch:

(to the audience)

The sister asks: "Harm!"

Of course I could.

(on the phone)

You better watch a fairy tale

The mistress here is destiny!

THE PRINCE GIVES CINDERELLA'S HAND, THE KING WITH THE QUEEN NEXT. EXIT TO THE MIDDLE.

Prince:

Let me ask you to sing.

King:

Singing is something you should be able to do.

Cinderella:

I will sing you a song about a beetle,

About the old man and the good man.

You get up in a round dance,

And sing along with me.

CINDERELLA IS SINGING. DANCE - DANCE "GOOD BEETLE". THE MUSIC SUDDENLY CUTS OFF, THE CIRCLE BREAKS. CINDERELLA IN THE MIDDLE.

When it got completely dark

Cinderella looked out the window.

At dusk, not trusting the eyes,

Voiced, crumbly, hoarse!

Fifth! Sixth! Ninth!

I thought, staring at the ceiling

And whispered:

Cinderella:

Ah, soon my term!

She gave me the order of the cross.

You have to run or you'll be in trouble.

Prince:

The sun has not yet risen from the mist,

It's too early for you to leave here.

Stay with me at the ball

I will tell you my secret.

Cinderella:

I feel so good at the ball

But I can't stay here!

Even if I come back here -

I will be in trouble.

Let me go my friend

I believe that someday we will meet suddenly!

THE CIRCLE CLOSES. CINDERELLA RUNS OUT, LOSES THE SHOE. UNDER THE MUSIC "Good beetle" EVERYONE GOES TO PLACES. THE PRINCE STANDS THOUGHT WITH A SHOE IN HANDS.

Witch:

Know not in vain I conjured!

The shoe fell off my foot!

Servants will go around the whole world,

But the princess will not be found.

And it ends up expensive

Here! At my doorstep.

Here I will conjure

I'll be waiting for the prince.

He won't be with Cinderella

Everything will be my way!

THE PRINCE STILL STANDS, LOOKING AT THE SHOE ENCHANTED. THE KING RUNS TO HIM.

King:

My dear son

I congratulate you,

I don't wish you a better bride!

Queen:

I should call her soon.

To play a fun wedding.

Prince:

Ah, my dear father is the king!

It looks like I'm not playing the part well.

This girl left us

And I'm leaving here now.

King:

All! I'm leaving the kingdom!

There is no place for me in this story!

FAST WALKERS RUNNING OUT, BUILDING.

King(fast walkers):

Live to find a girl!

Queen:

Search all the ways

Check out all the roads!

(surprised)

Why are you barefoot?

Walkers:

Boots - runners

The latest fashion!

with pointed noses

They run on their own!

Take it to any region

Just move your feet

Come on and get dressed!

King: Oh well! Search!

Prince: Run faster, fly, jump!

Bring my bride back!

Queen:

Here is this shoe for all the ladies

Try on the left leg,

King:

Who will have to fit

She will be queen!

THE DANCE OF THE SPEAKERS. BUILD IN A ROW.

CONVERSATION OF THE STEPMOM, THE Lumberjack, DAUGHTERS. VERY OUTRAGED.

3 Sister:

The whole day in the palace hubbub -

You won't understand anything here.

Stepmother:

All day long about one thing

And they chat, and chirp, and chirp, and roar.

Woodcutter:

Again, again, again, again

Only two words are repeated:

"The bride is missing!"

2 Sister: Missing bride?

1 Sister:"The bride is missing!"

Stepmother:

Do you think

There is no bride to be found in our kingdom!

THE WOODWOMAN GIVES A SHOE TO THE DAUGHTERS AND THE STEPMOM. TRY ON. EVERYONE IS NOT SATISFIED.

Skorokhod:

Madam, don't be upset

It's all right, don't worry.

We can help you

Where else is your daughter?

Stepmother (angrily):

Ah, don't poke your nose!

What a strange question!

(gently)

How do you like it!

Here are my beauties.

Woodcutter:

It's all lies! There she is -

My beloved daughter.

CINDERELLA APPEARS

Woodcutter(Cinderella):

Don't be shy and tell the truth.

Show everyone the shoe.

2 Sister: It's not seen, it's not heard

Here's what I'll tell you all!

1 Sister: Mommy, I'm leaving!

3 Sister: Mom and I'm leaving.

Woodcutter:

Everyone knows this for a long time

That good will drive out evil.

And I'll tell you without fear -

You have no place in our fairy tale.

EVERYONE SHOUTING: "GO GO, GO!"

Witch:

My cunning did not help,

Friendship and love prevailed here.

Here we go to another fairy tale

And we will build executions again.

Throw anger, leave disputes!

Time will fly by and soon

In an old fairy tale or a new one

We will become friends again.

Prince.

Be a queen, angel clear

And my beautiful wife!

If my father will allow -

So now and down the aisle!

Queen:

And the king agreed without question!

The young people got married overnight.

And in the morning of the young

Escorted to their kingdom

Not far, next door.

Our prince himself became the King.

He was pleasing to everyone in everything.

EVERYONE LEAVES UNDER THE "MINUET" (they are built as at the beginning). STAND ON A SEMI-CIRCLE.

All heroes (in order):

The sun sets behind the forest

The sky is blazing:

Starts to disperse

People from the palace.

It's getting darker in the winter evening,

And our palace is sadder,

Holiday colors fade

And all over the earth

Shadows, noises, fears

They scatter in the darkness.

Holidays don't last long

And the ball is over.

The prince found himself a bride.

That's all. THE FINAL!

CURTAIN. PRESENTATION OF ARTISTS.

Everyone sings the song "Good Beetle".

AFTER THE BALA (stepmother and Cinderella).

Ludmila Nosova

The curtain is closed. To the music, the gnomes come out one after another and stand in front of the audience.

1. We are from the country of magical gnomes,

We've come to tell you a story:

Like an heir to the crown

The king decided to look for his wife.

2. In the ancient castle was appointed

For subjects a cheerful ball.

And the minister himself to young girls

Send out invitations to everyone.

3. In that good old kingdom

The forester's family lived

The owner of the house is ill

And the daughter, leaving, died.

4. His wife, forgetting unable to,

The forester grieved for a long time,

And often pitying the girl,

He called an orphan.

5. Years passed, he decided to marry,

To ease your fate

Married with two daughters,

A very respectable widow.

6. The widow actually turned out to be

Rough. Arrogant and evil

Disliked another daughter

And called Cinderella.

7. Housework chores

She charged her:

Stoke the hearth, clean the pots,

Prepare and wash clothes.

8. Alas, in my father's home

Cinderella was a maid

I only dreamed of happiness

Always kind and cheerful.

Action one.

The curtain opens. Cinderella is sitting cleaning the iron and singing. Stepmother enters, Cinderella jumps up.

Stepmother: Cinderella, idle again? The floor hasn't been swept yet

Didn't have time to dig up the beds?

(Daughters enter)

My kids are awake! How did you sleep, daughters?

Imagine: Haven't you been called for breakfast yet?

Stepmother: I'll give you pirozhkov now.

Minister enters: Good afternoon!

Let me give you an invitation to the ball.

All girls should be there!

The king himself ordered it!

Stepmother: Ah, thank you, we are very happy, we will definitely come.

The minister bows and leaves.

Stepmother and daughters get together

Stepmother: Cinderella! Prepare outfits, we are going to the ball three of us!

Capricious (at the mirror): Ribbons for me, when will you stroke?

What are you doing in the morning?

Imagine: Lord, what are you pulling! It's time to comb me!

Stepmother: My crumbs, follow me!

go away

Cinderella (sweeping, dreaming, dancing):

Oh, how fun it must be in a castle. All fires are on.

The prince dances with the girls, he is handsome, they say.

Fairy appears:

Cinderella: Hello, godmother,

I'm glad you came on time!

Fairy: Don't cry, baby, your good deeds will be rewarded!

I know that you dream of having fun at the ball?

Cinderella: Godmother, well, you know everything!

Fairy: Yes, and I can do a lot.

You will take the radiance of the stars and the moonlight with you on the road,

Magic wand secret: fairies will help us!

Fairies of autumn, winter, fairies of summer and spring,

I'm calling you to Cinderella, I'm waiting for you here with gifts!

The fairies dance and bring Cinderella a dress and shoes.

Fairy: Here are their crystal shoes fairies brought,

Under the dress of your ball we better not find.

Cinderella: A magical dream came true, I'm like in a wonderful dream!

Fairy: Listen, Cinderella, when 12 starts to beat,

You must return home

And the magic will pass!

Cinderella: Thank you. I understood everything.

As the midnight beat begins to return home I must

Fairy: Go! The carriage is waiting!

Action two.

There is a throne on the stage. Fanfare sounds. The guests enter, then the minister, then the king, his son

King: My son, how many brides are here from all over the country.

Minister: And they are invited from neighboring kingdoms.

King: I want that worthy wife to choose.

Minister: Allow the prince to introduce you to one beauty:

The star of Spain is ready to dance for you!

King: Oh son! Please don't close your eyes and stop yawning.

spanish dance

Mysterious music sounds, the king rises.

King: What happened, explain? Has the guest arrived again?

Minister: An unfamiliar princess? Where's everyone from? Here's the deal!

Cinderella enters, the prince takes her by the hand.

Prince: How glad I am that you decided to visit our modest ball

Allow me, stranger, to invite you to a dance.

Minuet

The clock strikes

Cinderella: Prince, farewell! Oh, it's awful, I've got to hurry!

Prince: Well, stay a while!

Cinderella: Oh, forgive me, it's time!

She runs away, losing her shoe.

King: Servants! All come here! Catch up!

What did she say to you? What is the name and where to look?

Minister: Ah, king, she disappeared, only the slipper was found.

King: Search the whole kingdom and get it out of the ground!

The king and prince leave the hall, then all the guests leave.

Action three.

The curtain opens. Cinderella clean the dishes, cries and sings. The stepmother enters with her daughters.

Imagine: How I pity you, poor thing, it was such a wonderful ball!

Capricious: If only you could see, the prince and princess were dancing!

Stepmother: How beautiful she is!

Imagine: And what an outfit she is wearing!

Capricious: the prince fell in love, that's clear

Imagination: Everyone in the castle says so.

Stepmother: Exactly at midnight, she ran away and no one could catch up,

Imagine: Only the shoe remained, the prince ordered to look for it.

Stepmother: Could it have happened?

Capricious: Someone is knocking on our door.

The minister enters with a shoe: Are there girls in your house?

Stepmother: Yes, of course, Capricious

Sits down trying on a shoe

Stepmother: And now, Imagination

Come on, pull, pull,

Hold your fingers tight

Well, pull, pull, pull,

Is there another size?

Minister: What kind of girl is sitting on the sidelines next to the hearth?

How beautiful is she, but such a sad look?

Stepmother: Your grace, smut. Quickly disappeared from sight!

Minister: No, I ask you to stay. We must follow the order.

Imagine: My God, she's just right for her!

Capricious: Nonsense, it can't be!

Minister: Do not enter into disputes with me,

I can get an order!

I hurry to the prince with joy, I will report to the king!

The minister takes Cinderella away.

Stepmother: Well, it can happen like a mess, suddenly a princess -

Can only dream!

If it had to happen, I order my daughters to be meek,

We must put up with Cinderella, be kindred to the king!

Action four.

The minister brings Cinderella to the palace.

Prince: Ah, father, what happiness!

I will love you forever

Allow me immediately, offer a hand with a heart!

Everyone dances the polka

Scenario of the play "In Search of Cinderella"

Characters: Compiled by Chadina T.V 2016

Fairy, Cinderella, stepmother, 2 daughters, 2 heralds,

King, prince, oriental beauties, robbers, mermaids

Children of preparatory school gr.

Narrator: Adult

1. Under cheerful music, two children run into the hall (heralds)

1. Good afternoon dear guests

Waited, called and desired.

2. We welcome everyone, sincerely meet!

1. Answer without prompting:

Do you like fairy tales ... (children's answers)

2. Since you love and know fairy tales,

Then we'll start our performance now! At a good hour.

2. To the music of “Visiting a fairy tale”, the rest of the participants of the performance enter the hall (located behind the scenery)

Narrator: In a fairy-tale kingdom, there lived a respectable and noble

Human. His wife died and he married a second time

On an arrogant and angry woman. ( stepmother comes out)

She had two daughters who were very similar to her ( daughters come out

(All three pass through the hall and sit down in the hall)

But there was another daughter living in the house. For her stepmother, she was not native.

She was a kind, sweet, friendly girl.

(Cinderella comes out, stands aside)

The new mistress loaded the poor girl with housework.

And at the end of the day she was so tired that she fell asleep right

On a basket with coal, near the hearth, stained with ashes

That's why everyone called her Cinderella.

(Cinderella goes to the middle of the hall, sweeps)

she is wearing a robe, under which the dress)

Cinderella : They call me Cinderella. Because in the morning

I wash everything, clean, set the table for dinner.

I will wash all the dishes, there will be pies for dinner.

So that the house does not get angry, do not swear and do not get angry.

("Stepmother" approaches her)

Stepmother: What are you doing here? Don't you have enough work?

(daughters run up) The daughters got up, their eyes were clear.

Who will groom them? Who will wear them?

Ah, you are my nightingales, clear little heads.

1 daughter: Come on, comb your hair! (stomping foot)

2daughter: Come on, braid it! You try on my dress

Wear bright beads!

Stepmother: Quickly cook porridge for everyone, dry the raw firewood.

Come on, don't yawn! Set the table for dinner.

Cinderella: Is it possible to do everything.

Stepmother and daughters in chorus: You can, if you want!

Narrator: At this time, a ball was announced in the kingdom.

And they invited the most noble people of the kingdom.

3. To the music of the march, 2 soldiers enter the hall. Walk around the hall

They stand in front of the audience (Read the royal decree)

1. Everyone who lives in the city

The king invites you to a ball.

1. Come, old and young, he will be glad to all the guests!

(leave)

Narrator: They fussed, mother and daughters ran in, began to try on

Dresses, beads, hats, spin in front of the mirror.

(Cinderella brings them everything)

1 daughter: Oh, how fun it will be!

2 daughter: Oh, how fabulous it will be!

1 daughter: I will wear a red, velvet dress and a precious headpiece,

which was brought to me from across the sea.

2daughter: And I will put on a blue dress and a cape embroidered with golden flowers.

Stepmother: Hurry, hurry, or we'll be late for the first dance.

Cinderella: Dear mother! How I would love to go to the ball with you!

Stepmother: Who gave you permission?

Maybe the king himself called you?

1 daughter: It would be hilarious if such a mess

Appeared at the ball.

Stepmother: When you do all the work, you can run to

Royal Palace and look through the window at the ball.

In the meantime, it is necessary to sift the flour, and sort out the millet,

Bring firewood and sweep the floors.

Quickly get to work, nothing to cry!

(Mother and daughters leave the curtain) (Cinderella cries)

Narrator: The stepmother and sisters went to the ball, and Cinderella watched for a long time

They followed them and then wept bitterly.

And at this time the fairy godmother decided

Visit a poor girl and found her in tears.

4. The Fairy enters the hall to the music.

Fairy: I Kind fairy, I came to you.

She took the magic wand.

Hurry to the palace! Pack up quickly!

The elegant carriage is waiting at the door.

Cinderella: But where can I get a dress? And no shoes.

Fairy: Oh, we can fix this in a moment.

You find a ball gown in the carriage.

Crystal shoes as a gift you accept. (holds out shoes)

But only twelve will strike on the clock,

You must disappear from the ball at the same hour.

Look, don't forget, be careful!

Cinderella: Thank you, thank you, I won't forget (runs away behind the scenery)

(We put the scenery of the palace, the throne)

Narrator: In a moment Cinderella was driven by a magic coachman,

To the castle where the holiday sparkled with lights.

You won't find a more beautiful girl at the ball.

(The king and prince come out)

King: Friends, let's start our ball.

Our magical carnival.

(The stepmother and daughters come out, soldiers )

Stepmother: Let me introduce you to my daughters.

(daughters curtsy and pair up with soldiers)

5. Cinderella enters to the music. (all in awe)

Prince: What kind of beauty appeared here? (takes his hand)

Like the sun came down from the sky?

Who are you beautiful stranger?

Cinderella: I ask you not to ask the prince about anything,

We will joke, have fun and sing,

As soon as twelve strikes at the same hour

I must leave both the castle and you.

King: Hey, play the music louder. Invite the beautiful prince to dance.

6. Guests perform "Dance of the courtiers" (minuet)

Narrator: The Prince and Cinderella danced so gracefully that all the guests

They were admired.

King: And now I propose to taste their wonderful fruits

Our magical garden.

(Soldiers treat everyone with fruit)

Narrator: The prince and Cinderella really liked each other.

And during the lively conversation they did not notice how the clock struck midnight.

7. Music "chimes"

Cinderella: Ah, the clock strikes twelve times.

The fairy told me sternly

So that I don’t let her down, I returned home on time,

Stop, little arrow, stop!

(Runs away behind the scenery, leaving the shoe)

(The prince picks up his shoe)

Prince: Ah, the cute princess has run away! Disappearing in a moment, the words

Did not say. I just lost a beautiful shoe by accident.

(Suitable for the king) What should I do? What do i do?

I can't forget her.

King: What a misfortune, how to help the prince?

I command: To whom the shoe will fit, that beauty

I'll give the prince in marriage.

Narrator: There's nothing to do. The prince took the slipper and went to

A long way to look for his betrothed.

(The prince walks through the hall to the music)

He walked and walked and saw a beautiful tent.

Prince: Maybe my Cinderella lives here?

Narrator: Beautiful beauties came out of the magic tent and

They began to dance.

8. Oriental beauties come out from behind the scenery and perform a dance.

Prince: who are you beautiful strangers?

Princesses: We oriental princesses. And who are you?

Prince: I am a prince from the magical kingdom. Looking for my Cinderella.

Princesses: (In turn ) Do you want me to be your Cinderella?

(put out a leg, the prince tries on a shoe)

Prince: No, my Cinderella is not among you, and I will go on looking for her.

(The beauties leave, the prince moves on to the music)

He wandered into a dense forest, where real robbers lived.

9. Robbers perform a dance (music from the cartoon

The Bremen Town Musicians)

(At the end of the dance, the robbers grab the prince)

1 robber: Today luck came into our hands.

2 robber: I brought a rich prince with me.

Robber: No, I'm taking the prince. What are you doing in our forest?

Prince: I'm looking for my betrothed, Cinderella. She left her

Shoe.

Robber: Maybe a shoe will suit me? (stretches out his leg)

(the prince puts the shoe on the foot of the robber)

3 robber: Since you don’t take our robber as a wife

We will rob you! (stepping on the prince)

Narrator: At that time, a fairy appeared. ( Fairy comes out

She saw that the prince was in trouble and decided to help him.

The fairy waved her magic wand and bewitched the robbers.

(the robbers freeze in place, the fairy takes the prince away

scenery)

Narrator: After a while, the robbers woke up and saw that

The prince disappeared. They took off and ran after him.

(robbers run screaming behind the scenery)(prince exits)

The prince got out of the forest and found himself on the shore of a magical lake.

He couldn't believe his eyes when he saw the mermaids.

10. Mermaids come out and perform a dance.

The prince wanted to ask the mermaids about Cinderella, but they disappeared

Under water. The prince went along the forest road, and suddenly it seemed to him,

That he saw a familiar silhouette.

(Cinderella comes out through the hall towards the prince, in a dressing gown,

She has sickness in her hands)

It really was Cinderella, who was sent by the evil stepmother

For firewood. But when she saw the prince, the girl ran to the house.

Prince: Wait, dear girl. (running after Cinderella)

(Cinderella runs away behind the scenery)

(The “stepmother” with her daughters comes out to meet the prince)

Prince: You haven't seen a beautiful girl here.

Stepmother: All the best beautiful girls here!

This is our shoe, ours!

Daughters, my beauties, measure soon!

(Daughters stretch their legs, the prince puts a shoe on the daughters leg)

Prince: Didn't suit anyone!

11. Fairy and Cinderella come out from behind the scenery to the music.

(Prince approaches Cinderella)

Prince: I think I know you a little,

Maybe I saw you on the road

Or maybe I met you in the palace?

Cinderella: Of course, the prince danced with you

I am your Cinderella, you were looking for me!

12. Cinderella and the Prince pass the "lap of honor" to the music

Narrator: Now let me introduce our artists.

(Because of the scenery come out children

Line up in a semicircle, to bow)

Narrator: We hope you enjoyed our performance.

See you soon!

Music 1 (background). Scene I
Narrator:
Long ago in a distant land
The girl lived alone
She was called Cinderella.
Cinderella's father is a forester
He served the king.
And when his wife
Died overnight
He married another
An absurd woman and an evil one.
She had two daughters.
She loved them very much.
Pampered endlessly.
Well, she scolded Cinderella
And without looking at my father,
Made everything work
Didn't let her pass
It's not like that, it's not like that.
In general, Cinderella lived
Couldn't be worse, that's it!
The curtain opens. On stage, Cinderella is in an old dress, with dark spots on her face and hands from ash. She is cleaning the pot. Sings.

Music 2. Song of Cinderella.

They tease me with Cinderella
Because by the fire
Forces not sparing
In the kitchen I work, I work!
I'm messing with the stove, I'm messing around!
And I'm always in the ashes.
Having finished singing, Cinderella leaves, taking a bucket.
Stepmother and her daughters appear on the scene. Anna and Mariana are spinning in front of the mirror.
Stepmother: Cinderella!
Anna: Cinderella!
Mariana: Cinderella! (stamping his feet )
Stepmother: Cinderella! Go here!
Anna: What a bad girl!
Mariana: After all, we scream very loudly!
Cinderella: Here I am. Already arrived.
Stepmother: Ah, you won't be called.
How hard it is for me!
Here we have to go to the ball,
Have you sewed the dresses, fool?
Cinderella: Sewn, mother yesterday.
Anna: Did you prepare a flower for me?
Cinderella: Well, of course, here is flower to petal petal.
Anna: Fu, bad taste and more!
Mariana: Fu, ugliness! Give it to me.
Anna: You're trying in vain,
I won't give it to you.
(fight)
Stepmother: Crumbs! Don't waste time
Dress up quickly
It's time for us to go to the ball
Let's dance until the morning!
Cinderella: Mother! Can I go to the ball!
Anna: You? To the ball?! Haha! Fun!
Mariana: Oh, funny. Oh, I can't!
I will fall from laughter!
Anna: You are all black from soot,
Do not wash until the morning
Dirty!
Mariana: And no one invited you to the ball!
(Cinderella cries, covering her face with her hands)
Stepmother: Crumbs! Stop making fun!
(daughters) We need to get together for the ball.
Cinderella: You go to the ball too
Just a little later you can.
But first you must:

Redo all things
Tidy up everything in the house
Sort out bean bags
All the coffee has been ground
Replant the roses
Dig all the beds
And then go to the ball.
Cinderella: What are you, mother, can not handle
I'm like this with work!
Stepmother: Do you want a ball?
Hurry up then work!
Crumbs! Lovely! Behind me!
(The stepmother and her daughters leave) Scene II (Cinderella is left alone, crying and sorting through the grain)
Storyteller: Stepmother and two sisters
They leave to have fun.
They didn't take Cinderella
She was ordered to work.
The poor woman is crying and suddenly
Hearing a soft knock.
Music 3. Fairy exit. (Fairy appears)
Fairy: Hello my goddaughter!
Why are you all in tears?
Cinderella: Ah, godmother, my sisters
There will be fun at the ball.
And they didn’t take me to the ball,
They gave me jobs
So much that for the night at least
I can't manage!
Fairy: Well, it's no use to be sad
You will also go to the ball.
Cinderella: How can I quit my job?
The mother will scold.
Fairy: It's not your concern:
Mice can go over
And beans, and all cereals,
The mole can dig up the beds,
Coffee proteins grind
The cat will transplant all the roses,
You are not afraid of the threat,
Come and have fun.
(Cinderella wants to run away)
Cinderella, stop! Come back!
You can't ride in this dress
You'll make everyone laugh.
I'll give you a ballroom outfit
Put on crystal shoes.
Cinderella: And what should I ride?
Fairy: I will turn a pumpkin into a carriage,
Mice are horses, the coachman is a mole
The gate is waiting for you.
Cinderella: Fairy dear, thank you!
Fairy: But I'm warning you
Till 12 o'clock
I'm only helping you.
Know what will happen next:
There will be a pumpkin from the carriage,
The coachman will become a mole again,
Horses will become mice again

The dress will turn into rags!
Well, go ahead and have some fun.
Dances are waiting for you and laughter
Guests have a great success!
They leave.
Narrator: Words cannot convey
How beautiful it is in the palace now!
The guests are dancing. Jokes, laughter...
Ball is in full swing! Only among all
The prince yearns alone
Not having fun, not dancing.
He politely nods to the ladies,
But no one is invited.
Scene III
(A ball in the palace. Music sounds. Guests dance. The king and prince are sitting on the throne)
King: My boy, don't you dance
Why are you sad, my son?
There are so many different things at the ball
Lovely beautiful girls
Dance with at least one.
Prince: I'm not interested in them
I'm in no hurry to dance!
Ah, look, there is a princess,
And I will invite her.
Runs up to Cinderella
Welcome princess!
From what kingdom
Have you come to the ball?
I haven't met you before.
Cinderella: No, I'm in your kingdom
I live, but I confess
It's my first time at the ball
Although I love to dance.
Prince: I'm very glad, then let me
Invite you to dance.
Cinderella: With pleasure, please.
I won't make you ask.

Music 4 Cinderella. dance Anna: The prince dances with the princess
He coos so sweetly with her.
Mariana: He didn't dance with us.
He doesn't take his eyes off her.
Anna: It's like someone bewitched.
Stepmother: With whom has the prince been dancing for a long time?
What kind of girl is this?
Anna: Nobody here knows her.
Mariana: She reminds me
I just don't get who?
The music stops. Guests walking around the room
Cinderella: Prince, you are very nice here!
So wonderful, so beautiful!
And a beautiful ball today!
Prince: Yes, I was really looking forward to it.
But the biggest miracle
You princess! And I will
Remember you all the time.
So tell me, what's your name?
Cinderella: Come on, now I
I will sing a song for you.
For you and guests
Music 5. "Good beetle"

Music 6. Chimes.

The clock strikes 12 times. Cinderella runs away and loses her shoe.
The prince picks up his shoe and looks around.
Guests: What happened?
Run away?
Yes!
The princess suddenly disappeared!
Just been here.
Sang songs!
Danced!
And she was so funny
Prince: (Sadly)
Where can I find the princess?
Which path to look for?
The poor heart languishes,
I will dream of a princess.
I won't bear this grief
I'll die without the princess!
King: Don't be sad son! Now
I will issue the following decree:
Guards! Here! To me!
(One ) I give you a shoe.
kingdom go around
And find me a princess!
Try on the shoe
Every girl! And know
Who will fit the shoe
She will become the wife of a prince!
(Guards leave) Narrator: And the guards jump everywhere
Seen a lot of people.
Try on a shoe
All the girls have already been able to.
The whole kingdom was bypassed
And yet the princess was not found.
Here they are in the Forester's house
already tired came
In the hope that at least here just about
They will definitely get lucky.
Scene IV
(Forester's house. Cinderella sews in a corner and wipes her tears.
The guards try on Anna's shoe.)

Stepmother: Anna, keep your fingers crossed!
Anna: It won’t fit, even scream!
Stepmother: You, Mariana, try on!
Mariana: Do not fit, ah - ah - ah!
Guards: The shoe is small. By God!
Can't put on my leg.
Stepmother: Cinderella! You can do everything
(affectionately) Can you put on a shoe?
Cinderella : Not! I won't wear it!
Stepmother: Well, then I must say
That I won't spare my father
I will kill him from the world!
Cinderella: No please forgive
I will do as you wish.
He puts on Maryana's shoe and runs away.
Mariana gets up and proudly looks at everyone.
Mariana: And I couldn't dream
I became the bride of the prince!
Stepmother: That's luck, that's luck!
Well, are you crying, Anna?
For the king is a widower and I
I'll put you in as well.
Well, I have another role:
Watch out now, king!
In the kingdom in order
I'll get my order!
It's time for the palace.
All for the mother-in-law of the king!
(Everyone leaves to the music)
Narrator: And sadness reigns in the palace:
The Prince mourns, the King is silent,
The courtiers sigh heavily,
Pity the poor thing from the bottom of their hearts.
Scene V
Royal Palace. The king and the sad prince sit on the throne.
All around, the courtiers are talking quietly.
Stepmother, Mariana, Anna and the guards appear. Mariana limps.
Stepmother: Prince, meet the bride
I brought her to you.
King and Prince: But, it's not her at all!
look at each other
Stepmother: Where is the king's word?
Who will fit the shoe
She will become the wife of a prince!
Prince: I don't want to marry her!
King: Something needs to be done...
bewildered
Jester: Yes, you just need to dance!

Music 7. Minuet. Runs up to Mariana and invites her to dance. Music sounds.
The jester and Mariana are dancing. Mariana is limping. A shoe falls off her foot. Mariana falls. The jester tries to put on Maryana's shoe.
Jester: Sorry, I don't understand:
I can't wear any.
After all, the shoe is so small for you!
Mariana is quiet
How could you put it on?
The forester enters and leads Cinderella by the hand.
Forester: King! Please forgive me
I present to you: here is my daughter.
Everyone calls her Cinderella.
Found it in the garden right here.
The girl sighed so hard
And the poor thing wept softly.
King: She is!
Prince: She is!
My dear princess!
Let me put on your shoes.
I love you with all my heart!
Will you be my wife?
Cinderella: Oh prince, of course I agree.
embarrassed
King: Well, finally, what happiness!
Fairy enters
Fairy: Oh my girl, I'm glad
That you have found your happiness.
I prepared the outfits
I came to your wedding.
Takes Cinderella. Music 8. Cinderella. Music sounds. Everyone is dancing. Cinderella appears and she and the Prince dance. Narrator: Their wedding was merry.
At the end, I have to tell you:
That's so good, let everyone know
Always and everywhere wins!