Narrator: A hundred years ago, there lived a beautiful girl named Cinderella. After her father died, Cinderella lives with her stepmother. Now, with softness of her heart, Cinderella past her day with patience. One day… Stepmother : Cinderella! (Come in) Cinderella, where are you! (Approached Cinderella) Where is my gown, Cinderella? The Ball will start tonight. Cinderella : I’m here, mom. (Drinking tea) Stepmother : Why did you take it easy there to drink tea?! (Do not care about her mother say and stay drink her tea?) Stepmother : Because you are here, it means my gown was complete. Right? Cinderella : How could an amateur like me can make a beautiful gown? If you are ready to be a Laughing stock, the gown was there. You can wear it. Stepmother : (annoyed) urrgghh.. Who will be a laughingstock?! The story was not like that! Cinderella : Slow down, Baby. Come on... Join wi