The Story Of Rapunzel
Fairytale • 4-10 yrs • 10 mins • 4.9/5
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Rapunzel Story - Chapter 1
On a hill in the countryside there was a wood.
By the wood there was a cottage. It was a small stone cottage—slightly rundown looking—surrounded by a greying wooden fence. The garden was small and a little unkempt.
In the cottage lived a man and a woman.
The man and the woman had one single wish. They wished for a beautiful baby girl. They longed to hold her. Comfort her. Keep her safe. And they felt sure—more sure than anything in their whole world—that they would make wonderful parents.
Upstairs, at the back of the cottage, there was a window.
The window looked down the hill, over a field and onto a magnificent garden filled with the most beautiful and delicious rampion—a wild plant known as rapunzel with spinach-like leaves and the root of a parsnip.
The garden was surrounded by a high wall and belonged to the wickedest and most powerful of all Witches.
Not a single sole had ever set foot in the garden for fear of the deathly consequences.
One day the woman caught sight of the rampion from the top window of the cottage. The plump green leaves and purple flowers seemed to mesmerise her, as if enchanted by a magic spell.
Suddenly, the woman became weak. Her complexion paled.
‘I must have the rampion,’ she said to her husband. ‘I must have it right away or I will surely die!’
Rapunzel Story - Chapter 2
The man—who knew very well of the dangers awaiting in the garden—said to his wife, ‘Fear not, my only love. I will wait until dusk, go down to the garden, climb the wall and return with your rampion as fast as my legs will carry me.’
True to his word, the man set off at twilight, snuck over the garden wall, hastily grabbed a handful of rampion and returned to the cottage.
The man handed the rampion to his wife.
‘It tastes so good!’ cried the woman, stuffing the rampion into her mouth in great clumps.
‘I must have more or I will surely die. Please return to the garden, my dear husband, and bring me back three times as much tomorrow.’
The man dearly loved his wife and returned to the garden the following evening.
This time—after clambering down the wall into the garden—the man came face to face with the wicked Witch.
He became dumb with fear.
His insides clenched and he could feel a cold sweat rising up inside him.
‘How dare you,’ said the Witch, turning red, ‘enter my garden and steal my precious rampion! You will pay for this wretched man!’
Rapunzel Story - Chapter 3
‘Wait!’ cried the man. ‘It is for my wife. She is weak and pale and says she will surely die if she does not eat your rampion. It is the only thing that can heal her. Please take mercy on me, Witch!’
There was a long pause.
Then the Witch’s face softened.
‘Very well, man,’ said the Witch. ‘If your words be true, I grant you all the rampion you like, but it comes with one condition. You must give me the child that your wife will bring into the world.’
The man—terrified and with nowhere to turn—consented.
Soon after, his wife fell pregnant.
And soon after that, she gave birth to a beautiful baby girl. The baby had no longer taken her first breath and the Witch appeared.
‘She shall be called Rapunzel!’ cried the Witch, as she snatched the baby. Moments later, the Witch—and baby Rapunzel—vanished.
Rapunzel Story - Chapter 4
Rapunzel grew into the most beautiful child in the land.
When Rapunzel was older, the wicked Witch took her deep inside a forest and locked her in a tower.
It was no ordinary tower.
The tower stood as tall as a twenty storey building. There was a solitary chamber at the very top of the tower with a small window. There was no door to the tower, nor stairs to the chamber. The only way in—or out—was by way of the small window.
When the Witch wanted in, she stood below the window and cried;
Let down your hair.’
Rapunzel’s hair was fine as spun gold and magnificently long.
When she heard the Witches cry, Rapunzel released her shimmering hair twenty storeys to the ground for the Witch to climb up.
Rapunzel Book - Chapter 5
Many years passed.
One day, a King’s son rode through the forest and came across the tower. An angelic song stopped him in his tracks.
It was Rapunzel.
She sung to while away the lonely days in her chamber.
The King’s son wanted to climb the tower and meet this enchanting lady, but he could find no door, nor stairs to the chamber.
He rode home, downhearted.
In the days that followed, the King’s son could think of nothing but the enchanting sound of Rapunzel’s voice.
He decided to ride back to the forest every day and listen to it.
While in the forest, the King’s son saw the Witch approach the tower and he heard the Witch cry;
Let down your hair.’
Rapunzel let down her hair and the Witch climbed up.
‘This is the way in!’ thought the King’s son. ‘I shall return tomorrow and do as the Witch, then I will meet the lady with a voice so sweet that we will surely be wed.’
The Story of Rapunzel - Chapter 6
The King’s son returned the following day, went to the tower and cried;
Let down your hair.’
Immediately the hair fell down and the King’s son climbed up.
As you can very well imagine, Rapunzel was shocked to see a man enter her chamber. She had never seen a man before.
The King’s son made her feel quite at ease when he spoke of the enchanting voice that had drawn him to her in the forest.
‘Will you take me for your husband?’ he asked.
‘I will gladly go with you,’ said Rapunzel,
‘but I cannot get down. Bring with you a pile of silk every time you visit. I will use it to weave a ladder. When the ladder is ready I will climb down and we can ride away on your horse.’
The King’s son agreed to come every evening. This way he could avoid the Witch, who visited by day.
The Story of Rapunzel - Chapter 7
The Witch had no knowledge of the King’s son, until, one day, Rapunzel let her secret slip.
‘Tell me, Witch,’ said Rapunzel, ‘how is it that the King’s son can climb up to me in a moment, but it takes you much longer?’
‘What did you say?’ cried the Witch, ‘You are supposed to be separated from the world! You have deceived me and you shall suffer greatly for it!’
The Witch seized Rapunzel’s hair in a flash.
Snip snip snip.
Rapunzel’s golden hair lay motionless on the floor of the chamber, no longer attached to her head.
‘To the desert you will go!’ cried the Witch. ‘You will live the rest of your days in horrible pain and suffering for your terrible sins.’
And to the desert Rapunzel went.
Rapunzel Story Book - Chapter 8
That evening, the King’s son rode up to the tower and cried;
Let down your hair.’
Immediately the hair fell down. But this time the Witch had hold of the golden mane. The King’s son climbed up—expecting Rapunzel as before—but this time was met with the poisonous stare of the Witch.
‘Your darling Rapunzel,’ sneered the Witch, ‘is lost to you. You will never see her again!’
The King’s son—reeling from the news of Rapunzel’s departure—stepped back and fell from the window.
He narrowly escaped with his life, but the thorns upon which he fell pierced his eyes.
Now blind, the King’s son wandered the forest in darkness, eating nothing but berries, thinking of nothing but his sweet Rapunzel’s face and hearing nothing but the silken sound of her voice in his head.
Rapunzel Story Book - Chapter 9
The Prince roamed in misery for many years.
One day, he came to the desert. The very desert that Rapunzel had been banished to.
He heard the familiar sound of Rapunzel’s sweet voice in the air and walked towards it.
As he approached, Rapunzel saw him.
She ran over.
She wept for joy.
As they embraced two of Rapunzel’s tears wetted the blind eyes of the King’s son. His sight became clear once more and he looked at Rapunzel. Then his adoring gaze fell on two young children standing next to her.
‘Meet your son and your daughter,’ said Rapunzel,
‘Are they twins?’ he asked.
‘Well, let’s get you all home,’ he said.
They returned to his kingdom—to a joyous reception—and lived a long, happy and contented life together.