*Stage Directors 1, 2, 3
(SD1, SD2, SD3)
*Skulls 1, 2, 3
Maria: Vasilisa’s stepmother
Nina: Maria’s daughter
If you seek her, beware. She may help you—or she may eat you!
Learning Objective: After learning about elements of Cinderella stories, students will write their own.
Prologue
SD1: The curtain rises on a dark forest.
SD2: Voices echo from the shadows.
All Skulls: Hee hee! Hoo hoo! Ha-ha-ha!
Skull 1: Come with us to a time long ago.
Skull 2: To the forbidden forests of northern Russia.
SD3: Three skulls float out from behind the trees.
Skull 3: You may think you know the tale we will tell.
Skull 1: A child’s tale about a sweet young girl, a wicked stepmother, and a fairy godmother.
Skull 2: But that is not our story.
Skull 3: Because Baba Yaga is not a fairy godmother.
Skull 1: She is a witch.
SD1: The skulls’ empty eye sockets glow bright orange.
Skull 2: She rules the air.
Skull 3: She rules the water.
Skull 1: She commands earth.
Skull 2: She commands fire.
Skull 3: We do her bidding.
Skull 1: But beware!
Skull 2: For she may help you—or she may devour you.
All Skulls: Hee hee! Hoo hoo! Ha-ha-ha!
SD2: The curtain falls.
Scene 1
A Cottage
SD3: Nina and Anna sit on the sofa eating cookies. Maria paces.
Maria: This farm is worth a fortune. We must get rid of Vasilisa, or she will inherit everything.
Nina: You said that if we made her life unbearable, she would leave.
SD1: Before Maria can answer, Vasilisa walks in. She wears an old, ratty dress. The others wear fancy dresses.
Vasilisa: Have you seen the tea set?
Maria: I sold it.
Vasilisa: That was my mother’s!
Anna: It’s not like she needs it. She’s been dead for 10 years.
Maria: I also sold her silk shawls and all her jewelry and used the money to buy new dresses. How else could we stay in fashion?
Vasilisa: When Father returns from his travels, he will be furious.
Anna: You mean if he returns. He’s been gone for ages. He could be dead for all we know.
Nina: Or perhaps he simply couldn’t stand the sight of you anymore, Vasilisa.
Vasilisa: Why do you all hate me? I have only ever shown you kindness.
SD2: Maria smiles sweetly.
Maria: How could we hate you, my dear? Does a bear hate the beetle it crushes beneath its paws?
SD3: Vasilisa sighs and leaves. A few minutes later, she returns carrying firewood.
SD1: Nina sticks out a foot and trips her. The firewood scatters across the floor.
Maria: You clumsy, useless child! You will have no dinner tonight.
SD2: Outside the window, the sky darkens. Thunder claps in the distance.
SD3: A flaming skull appears in the window.
Maria: Now return to your chores, or you will have no dinner tomorrow either—or any other day this week!
SD1: The skull’s mouth curves into a grotesque smile.
Scene 2
A Month Later, Outside the Cottage
SD2: Vasilisa is sweeping the porch. She pauses to look out at the farm, at the neat rows of cabbage and the bushes bursting with wild berries.
SD3: Beyond the farm stretches a thick forest, over which hang dark clouds.
SD1: Maria walks onstage.
Maria: Why are you just standing there? Get to work!
Vasilisa: I apologize, Stepmother.
Maria: I want the windows washed, dinner cooked, and the chamber pots scrubbed before sundown.
Vasilisa: Yes, Stepmother.
Maria (annoyed): Don’t think I won’t lock you in the closet again.
SD2: Maria leaves, and a villager approaches.
Peter: Greetings, Vasilisa! I have brought the dresses your stepmother ordered.
SD3: Vasilisa reaches out and touches the fine fabric.
Peter: You seem weary. They are working you too hard.
Vasilisa: I suppose that is true.
Peter (quietly): If you should ever want to leave, my family would gladly take you in. My wife and I could teach you our trade.
Vasilisa: I am grateful, Peter. But I promised my father I would look after our home. That’s why I stay—not for them but for the farm, for my father and mother, for my future. Besides . . .
Peter: What is it?
Vasilisa: I keep hoping that if I am patient, they will soften their hearts to me.
Peter: You are more hopeful than I would be.
Vasilisa: Perhaps I am merely foolish.
Scene 3
That Evening
SD1: Vasilisa sits in the parlor, weaving by candlelight.
SD2: Nina sews a piece of lace. Anna knits a scarf.
SD3: Maria walks in and nods knowingly at Nina and Anna. Then she blows out the candle.
Maria: Oh, no! The wind blew this candle out!
Anna: But Mother! That was the only light!
Nina: And the fire is not burning in the hearth. Now we have no way to light it!
Anna: How will we stay warm through the winter?
Nina: We will freeze!
Maria: Vasilisa, you must go to Baba Yaga and get fire.
Vasilisa: But—Baba Yaga will eat me!
Maria: Do as you’re told!
Vasilisa: But I will surely die!
Maria: Then you will die happy in the knowledge that you did your duty.
SD1: Vasilisa’s face reddens. She faces Maria.
Vasilisa: If you make me do this, I fear you will be cursed. You will wither from your own wickedness.
Maria: How dare you speak to me that way !
SD2: They drag Vasilisa out of the house and lock the door behind her.
Maria (shouting through the door): If you return without fire, we will not let you inside!
Nina: Goodbye forever.
Anna: Good riddance.
Maria: Well, girls, I daresay there is now nothing that will stop us from getting what we deserve.
Scene 4
The Forest of Skulls
SD3: Vasilisa walks through a dark forest. It is clear that she is terrified.
SD1: She comes to a clearing. In the center is a hut—but this is no ordinary hut. It is perched atop a pair of giant chicken legs.
SD2: Surrounding the hut is a fence made entirely of bones. And on top of the fence?
All Skulls: Us!
SD3: As Vasilisa approaches, the skulls’ eyes begin glowing.
Skull 3: Hee hee!
Skull 1: Hoo hoo . . .
SD1: The hut takes a few steps forward on its chicken legs and squats to the ground. The door opens.
SD2: Out flies a tall and gaunt old woman.
All Skulls: Baba Yaga! Baba Yaga!
Baba Yaga (sniffing): I smell something . . . human.
SD3: An enormous dog bounds out of the hut, its teeth bared.
SD1: A scraggly cat snakes through Baba Yaga’s spindly ankles.
SD2: The fence rocks violently back and forth.
Baba Yaga: Settle down! This is no way to treat a guest.
SD3: All goes quiet.
Baba Yaga: Hello, dear.
Vasilisa (trembling ): Mighty Baba Yaga, our fire went out. And I . . . I have been sent to ask you for light.
Baba Yaga: I know. I have been expecting you.
SD1: Baba Yaga waves her gnarled hand, and the gate creaks open.
Baba Yaga: Come inside. I will prepare dinner.
SD2: Vasilisa slowly steps forward.
Skull 2: A feast of flesh!
Skull 3: A bowl of bones!
Skull 1: A goblet of guts!
SD3: Baba Yaga smiles, revealing sharp iron teeth.
SD1: The gate slams shut.
Scene 5
Inside Baba Yaga’s Hut
Baba Yaga: Your stepmother must not like you much, to send you to me.
Vasilisa: I’m afraid that is true, Baba Yaga.
Baba Yaga: Call me Babushka.
SD2: Baba Yaga sits at the table and picks up a large knife and fork.
SD3: Vasilisa shudders.
Baba Yaga: You have asked me for light, but you must earn it. If you fail, I shall bake you into a pie. Now, fetch me my dinner.
Vasilisa: Yes, Babushka.
SD1: Vasilisa brings a platter brimming with meat from the oven. Baba Yaga devours it like a lion feasting on its prey.
Baba Yaga: Here, you may have this crust of bread and scrap of bacon.
Vasilisa: Thank you, Babushka.
SD2: Baba Yaga climbs onto a rickety cot.
Baba Yaga: Here is your first task. While I slumber, you must separate all the peas in that sack on the floor—the green ones from the white. If you do this before sunrise, perhaps I will let you live.
Vasilisa: Yes, Babushka.
Baba Yaga: Don’t even think about escape. My cat will scratch your eyes out, my dog will tear you to pieces, and my gate will trap you.
Vasilisa: Yes, Babushka.
SD3: Baba Yaga falls asleep and is soon snoring loudly.
Baba Yaga: Snggggg . . .
SD1: Vasilisa looks around in a panic.
Vasilisa: There must be a way out.
SD2: The cat comes toward her, hissing.
Vasilisa: There, there. You must be hungry.
SD3: She gives the cat the scrap of bacon, and it begins to purr.
SD1: The dog bounds over, snarling.
Vasilisa: You too?
SD2: She gives the dog the bread.
SD3: The dog scarfs it down and curls up beside her.
SD1: Vasilisa opens the sack.
Vasilisa: There must be 10,000 peas in here!
SD2: She begins to separate the peas.
SD3: But the house keeps walking around on its chicken legs, scattering her neat piles.
SD1: Hours pass.
SD2: Her eyes droop, and she falls asleep.
Scene 6
The Next Morning
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SD3: Vasilisa opens her eyes. To her astonishment, the peas are neatly separated into two piles.
SD1: She looks at the cat and the dog. They stare at her blankly.
Baba Yaga: It seems you shall live another day. Now, your next task shall be to fetch water from the river—with that.
SD2: She points at a bucket that is full of holes. Vasilisa gulps, then picks it up and leaves.
SD3: The scene changes to the muddy bank of a river.
SD1: Vasilisa tries to scoop up the water, but it leaks out of the holes.
Vasilisa: This is impossible!
SD2: She looks around and sees a magpie scratching at the mud.
SD3: It hops a few paces, then takes flight.
SD1: Vasilisa follows it. She races through the forest, the branches scratching at her face.
SD2: Finally, the magpie lands in a nest high in the trees. It drops bits of mud in the nest to hold the twigs together.
Vasilisa: Oh, you clever bird!
SD3: She runs back to the river and begins patching the holes in the bucket with fistfuls of mud and twigs.
Scene 7
That Evening
SD1: Baba Yaga sits on a chair. Vasilisa stands behind her.
Baba Yaga: What are you waiting for?
SD2: Vasilisa takes a breath and begins combing through Baba Yaga’s hair.
SD3: She picks out lice one by one.
Baba Yaga: You separated the peas, which shows you are a hard worker. You brought water in the bucket, which shows you are resourceful. And now you are picking lice from my scalp, which shows you are kind.
Vasilisa: I try to be all those things, Babushka.
Baba Yaga: I have a final challenge for you. But you will probably not survive it.
SD1: Baba Yaga stands.
Baba Yaga: Solve this riddle: What is always in front of you but cannot be seen?
SD2: Vasilisa looks around, puzzled.
SD3: Baba Yaga begins sharpening a kitchen knife.
Vasilisa: Um . . .
SD1: Baba Yaga waves her hand at a large pot, and it instantly fills with boiling water.
Vasilisa: Um . . .
SD2: Baba Yaga rises into the air.
Baba Yaga: You have failed!
Vasilisa: Wait! Um . . . I know! I know! It’s . . . THE FUTURE!
SD3: Baba Yaga thuds back to the ground.
Baba Yaga: It seems you are worthy after all. Leave now, and take a skull to light the way.
Vasilisa: Thank you, Babushka!
Baba Yaga: Go—before I change my mind!
SD1: Vasilisa rushes out.
Baba Yaga (to herself ): The light will deliver that which is deserved.
Scene 8
That Night
SD2: Vasilisa walks out of the forest holding one of the blazing skulls.
Skull 2: Hee hee! Hoo hoo! Ha-ha-ha!
SD3: Vasilisa approaches the dark cottage.
Vasilisa (knocking ): Hello? Hello? I have come with light.
Skull 2: Hee hee! Hoo hoo! Is it a curse from Baba Yaga I bring to you?
SD1: Anna opens the door in shock.
Anna: You’re . . . alive!
SD2: Vasilisa holds the skull in front of her.
Skull 2: Hee hee! Hoo hoo!
Anna: Oooh, I want to hold it.
Nina: No, I do!
Maria: Give it to me!
Vasilisa: First, I must ask a question: Are you sorry for what you have done?
Maria: Sorry? SORRY?!
Vasilisa: For my part, I have forgiven you. And when I inherit my father’s fortune, I will not turn you away.
Nina: How dare you!
Maria: We do not want your forgiveness!
Anna: We do not want your kindness!
Maria: WE ONLY WANT YOU GONE!
SD3: The three of them reach out and grab the glowing skull at the same time, and then—
Baba Yaga (from offstage): POOF!
SD1: They vanish.
Epilogue
Illustration by Randy Pollak
SD2: Peter, Vasilisa, Baba Yaga, and the skulls appear in front of the dark woods. They speak to the audience.
Peter: Maria and her daughters were never seen again.
Vasilisa: When my father returned, he found he didn’t miss them much. And when he heard all that had happened, he was overjoyed that I was safe.
Peter: Vasilisa became a weaver, famous across the land for her great skill. Her work drew the attention of the tsar himself.
Vasilisa: When I met the tsar, we fell in love and were eventually married. I lived a life of comfort and joy the rest of my days.
Baba Yaga: She never saw me again.
Skull 3: Though Baba Yaga was always watching from her strange home in the forest.
Baba Yaga: And should you ever come to my hut in the forest, beware.
Skull 1: She may help you—
Skull 2: —or she may devour you!
All Skulls: Hee hee! Hoo hoo! Ha-ha-ha!
SD3: The skulls’ laughter reverberates across the stage as the curtain falls.
Special thanks to Sibelan Forrester, professor of Russian at Swarthmore College, for her assistance with this play.
Cinderella stories are everywhere—even where you least expect.
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Once upon a time, a young heroine is stuck in a truly awful situation. Her stepmother and stepsisters inflict nothing but pain and suffering on her. But eventually, with some pluck and a bit of help from her magical friends, the heroine escapes her wretched circumstances and marries a handsome prince. Everyone lives happily ever after—except the horrible stepmother and stepsisters. They get what they deserve.
Versions of this story—which you may know as “Cinderella”—have been told for hundreds of years and all over the world, from China to Germany, from Ireland to Mexico. There are countless modern versions too. Cinderella has appeared on stage, on TV, and in movies—most recently in a film starring Camila Cabello as an aspiring fashion designer.
But . . . why? Why has this story lasted for so long? And why do we keep telling it over and over? After all, the idea that happily ever after means marrying a prince is awfully old-fashioned. Sure, in the past, marriage was often one of few ways a woman could improve her situation—but c’mon. Things have changed!
The fact is, there is something deep and universal in the story that still resonates with us today. We want to believe that evil will be punished and good will win the day. We want to believe that no matter how hard things get, there is always hope for a better tomorrow.
And of course, we love rooting for the underdog, whether in sports, literature, or our own lives. Because who doesn’t want to believe that, with some hard work and a good heart, anyone can triumph?
Writing Prompt
Read the play and the article and view the slideshow at Scope Online. Then write your own Cinderella story. It can be set in any time or place.
This play was originally published in the October 2021 issue.
1. PREPARING TO READ (15 MINUTES)
2. READING AND DISCUSSING (45 minutes)
3. SKILL BUILDING AND WRITING (30 MINUTES)