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By the Brothers Grimm


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Wicked QueenThe tale of Snow White features one of the most fabulous baddies of all time in the form of the Wicked Queen, vainly peering into her mirror and asking - Who is the fairest of us all? Her motivations of vanity and envy are so very human, and that is what gives the tale its power.

Disney followed the Brothers Grimm quite closely in his beautiful 1937 film. The Seven Dwarfs were not the invention of Walt (though their names were). It is a wintry tale, with a chilly beauty, but still it manages to warm the heart until the final lines where the Wicked Queen meets her just deserts. A word of warning: grown-Ups may find her punishment rather horrid.

Read by Natasha.

You might also be interested in these external links:

Snow White Wikipedia
SurLaLune Annotated Snow White
D.L. Ashliman’s Snow White Page
Disney’s Snow White Page


A very long time ago, in mid winter, when the snowflakes were falling like feathers from heaven, a beautiful queen sat sewing at her window, which had a frame of black ebony. As she worked, she looked sometimes at the falling snow, and it happened that she pricked her finger with her needle, so that three drops of blood fell upon the snow. How pretty the red blood looked upon the dazzling white! The Queen said to herself as she looked it, “Ah me! If only I had a dear little child who had skin as white as the snow, lips as rosy as the blood, and hair as black as the ebony window-frame.”

Soon afterwards she had a little daughter, with skin white as snow, lips rosy as blood, and hair as black as ebony– and she was therefore called “Little Snow-White.”

But alas! When the little one was born, the good queen died.

A year passed away, and the King took another wife. She was a beautiful woman, but proud and haughty, and she could not bear that anyone else should surpass her in beauty. She had a mirror and when she stood in front of it and asked,

“Mirror, mirror upon the wall, Who is the fairest of us all?”

the mirror answered-

“Thou, O Queen, art the fairest of all,”

and the Queen was contented, because she knew the mirror could speak nothing but the truth.

But as time passed on, Little Snow-White grew more and more beautiful, until when she was seven years old, she was as lovely as the bright day, and still more lovely than the Queen herself, so that when the lady one day asked her mirror-

“Mirror, mirror upon the wall, Who is the fairest fair of us all?”

it answered-

“O Lady Queen, though fair ye be, Snow-White is fairer far to see.”

The Queen was shocked, and grew yellow and green with envy, and from that moment envy and pride grew in her heart like rank weeds, so that she had no peace day or night, until one day she called a huntsman and said “Take the child away into the woods and kill her, for I can no longer bear the sight of her. And when you return, bring with you her heart, that I may know you have obeyed my will.”

The huntsman dared not disobey, and he led Snow-White out into the woods and placed an arrow in his bow to pierce her innocent heart, but the little girl cried and begged him saying, “Ah dear huntsman, leave me my life! I will run away into the wild forest, and never come home again.”

And as she was so beautiful the huntsman had pity on her and said, “Run away, then, you poor child.” While to himself he thought, “The wild beasts will soon have devoured you,” and yet it seemed as if a stone had been rolled from his heart since he know longer had to to kill her.

Then as a young wild boar came rushing by, he killed it, took out its heart, and carried it home to the Queen. The cook was ordered to prepare this, and the wicked Queen ate it, and thought she had eaten the heart of Snow-white.

Poor little Snow-White was now all alone in the wild wood, and so frightened was she that she trembled at every leaf that rustled. Then she began to run, and ran over sharp stones and through thorns, and the wild beasts ran past her, but did her no harm. And she kept on runningn until she came to a little house, where she went in to rest.

Inside the cottage, everything she saw was tiny, but more dainty and clean than words can tell.

Upon a white-covered table stood seven little plates and upon each plate lay a little spoon, besides which there were seven knives and forks and seven little goblets. Against the wall, and side by side, stood seven little beds covered with perfectly white sheets.

Snow-White was so hungry and thirsty that she took a little food from each of the seven plates, and drank a few drops of wine from each goblet, for she did not wish to take everything away from one. Then, because she was so tired, she crept into one of the beds, but it did not suit her, and then she tried the others, but one was too long, another too short, and so on, until she came to the seventh, which suited her exactly; so she said her prayers and soon fell fast asleep.

When night fell the masters of the little house came home. They were seven dwarfs, who worked with a pick-axe and spade, searching for cooper and gold in the heart of the mountains.

They lit their seven candles and then saw that someone had been to visit them. The first said, “Who has been sitting on my chair?”

The second said, “Who has been eating from my plate?”

The third, “Who has taken a piece of my bread?”

The fourth, “Who has taken some of my vegetables?”

The fifth, “Who has been using my fork?”

The sixth, “Who has been cutting with my knife?”

The seventh, “Who has been drinking out of my goblet?”

The first looked round and saw that his bed was rumpled, so he said, “Who has been getting into my bed?”

Then the others looked round and each one cried, “Someone has been on my bed too?”

But the seventh, when he looked at his bed, saw little Snow-white, who was lying asleep there. And he called the others, who came running up, and they cried out with astonishment, and brought their seven little candles and let the light fall on little Snow-white. “Oh, heavens! oh, heavens!” cried they, “what a lovely child!” and they were so glad that they did not wake her up, but let her sleep on in the bed. And the seventh dwarf slept with his companions, one hour with each, and so got through the night.

When the sun rose, Snow-White awoke, and, oh! How frightened she was when she saw the seven little dwarfs. But they were very friendly, and asked what her name was. “My name is Snow-White,” she answered.

“And how did you come to get into our house?” asked the dwarfs.

Then she told them how her cruel step-mother had intended her to be killed, but how the huntsman had spared her life and she had run on until she reached the little house. And the dwarfs said, “If you will take care of our house, cook for us, and make the beds, wash, mend, and knit, and keep everything neat and clean, then you may stay with us and you shall lack for nothing.”

“Yes,” answered Snow-White; “With All my heart,” and so she stayed.

She kept the house neat and clean for the dwarfs, who went off early in the morning to search for copper and gold in the mountains, and who expected their meal to be standing ready for them when they returned at night.

All day long Snow-White was alone, and the good little dwarfs warned her to be careful to let no one into the house. “For,” said they, “your step-mother will soon discover that you are living here.”

The Queen, believing, of course, that Snow-White was dead, and that she had eaten her heart, and that therefore she was again the most beautiful lady in the land, went to her mirror, and said-

“Mirror, mirror upon the wall, Who is the fairest fair of all?”

Then the mirror answered-

“O Lady Queen, though fair ye be, Snow-White is fairer far to see. Over the hills and far away, She dwells with seven dwarfs to-day.”

How angry she was, for she knew that the mirror spoke the truth, and that the huntsman must have deceived her. She thought and thought how she might kill Snow-White, for she knew she would have neither rest nor peace until she really was the most beautiful land. At length she decided what to do. She painted her face and dressed herself like an old pedlar-woman, so that no one could recognize her, and in this disguise she climbed the seven mountains that lay between her and the dwarfs’ house, and knocked at their door and cried, “Pretty things to sell, very cheap, very cheap.”

Snow-White peeped from the window and said, “Good day, good-wife, and what are your wares?”

“All sorts of pretty things, my dear,” answered the woman. “Silken laces of every colour,” and she held up a bright-coloured one, made of plaited silks.

“Surely I might let this honest old woman come in?” thought Snow-White, and unbolted the door and bought the pretty lace.

“Dear, dear, what a sight for sore eyes you are, child,” said the old woman; “come, let me lace you properly for once.”

Snow-White had no suspicious thoughts, so she placed herself in front of the old woman that she might fasten her dress with the new silk lace. But immediately the wicked creature laced her bodice so tightly that she could not breathe, and fell down upon the ground as though she were dead. “Now,” said the Queen, “I am once more the most beautiful lady in the land,” and she went away.

When the dwarfs came home they were very grieved to find their dear little Snow-White lying upon the ground as though she were dead. They lifted her gently and, seeing that she was too tightly laced, they cut the silken cord, when she drew a long breath and then gradually came back to life.

When the dwarfs heard all that had happened they said, “The pedlar-woman was certainly the wicked Queen. Now, take care in future that you open the door to none when we are not with you.”

The wicked Queen had no sooner reached home than she went to her mirror, and said-

“Mirror, mirror upon the wall, Who is the fairest fair of all?”

And the mirror answered as before-

“O Lady Queen, though fair ye be, Snow-White is fairer far to see. Over the hills and far away, She dwells with seven dwarfs to-day.”

The blood rushed to her face as she heard these words, for she knew that Snow-White must have come to life again.

“But I will manage to put an end to her yet,” she said, and then, by using witchcraft, she made a poisonous comb.

Again she disguised herself, climbed the seven mountains, and knocked at the door of the seven dwarfs’ cottage, crying, “Pretty things to sell-very cheap today!”

Snow-White looked out of the window and said, “Go away, good woman, for I dare not let you in.”

Surely you can look at my goods,” answered the woman, and held up the poisonous comb, which pleased Snow-White so well that she opened the door and bought it.

“Come, let me comb your hair in the newest way,” said the woman, and the poor unsuspicious child let her have her way, but no sooner did the comb touch her hair than the poison began to work, and she fell fainting to the ground.

“There, you model of beauty,” said the wicked woman, as she went away, “you are done for at last!”

But fortunately it was almost time for the dwarfs to come home, and as soon as they came in and found Snow-White lying upon the ground they guessed that her wicked step-mother had been there again, and set to work to find out what was wrong.

They soon saw the poisonous comb, and drew it out of her hair, and almost immediately Snow-White began to recover, and told them what had happened.

Once more they warned her to be on her guard, and to open the door to no one.

When the Queen reached home, she went straight to the mirror and said–

“Mirror, mirror on the wall, Who is the fairest fair of all?”

And the mirror answered-

“O Lady Queen, though fair ye be, Snow-White is fairer far to see. Over the hills and far away, She dwells with seven dwarfs to-day.”

When the Queen heard these words she shook with rage. “Snow-White shall die,” she cried, “even if it costs me my own life!”

She went into a secret chamber, where no one else ever entered, and there she made a poisonous apple, and then she painted her face and disguised herself as a peasant woman, and climbed the seven mountains and went to the dwarfs’ house.

She knocked at the door. Snow-White put her head out of the window, and said, “I must not let anyone in; the seven dwarfs have forbidden me to do so.”

“It’s all the same to me,” answered the peasant woman; “I shall soon get rid of these fine apples. But before I go I’ll make you a present of one.”

“Oh! No,” said Snow-White, “for I must not take it.”

“Surely you are not afraid of poison?” said the woman. “See, I will cut one in two: the rosy cheek you shall take, and the white cheek I will eat myself.”

Now, the apple had been so cleverly made that only the rose-cheeked side contained the poison. Snow-White longed for the delicious-looking fruit, and when she saw that the woman ate half of it, she thought there could be no danger, and stretched out her hand and took the other part. But no sooner had she tasted it than she fell down dead.

The wicked Queen laughed aloud with joy as she gazed at her. “White as snow, red as blood, black as ebony,” she said, “this time the dwarfs cannot awaken you.”

And she went straight home and asked her mirror–

“Mirror, mirror upon the wall, Who is the fairest fair of all?”

And at length it answered–

“Thou, O Queen, art fairest of all!”

So her envious heart had peace-at least, as much as an envious heart can have peace.

When the little dwarfs came home at night they found Snow-White lying upon the ground. No breath came from her parted lips, for she was dead. They lifted her tenderly and sought for some poisonous object which might have caused the mischief, unlaced her frock, combed her hair, and washed her with wine and water, but all in vain-dead she was and dead she remained. They laid her upon a bier, and all seven of them sat round about it, and wept as though their hearts would break, for three whole days.

When the time came that she should be laid in the ground they could not bear to part from her. Her pretty cheeks were still rosy red, and she looked just as though she were still living.

“We cannot hide her away in the dark earth,” said the dwarfs, and so they made a transparent coffin of shining glass, and laid her in it, and wrote her name upon it in letters of gold; and that she was a King’s daughter. Then they put the coffin out upon the mountain-top, and one of them always stayed by it and watched it. And birds came too, and wept for Snow-white; first an owl, then a raven, and last a dove.

For a long, long time little Snow-White lay in the coffin, but she did not change; she only looked as though she slept, for she was still as white as snow, as red as blood, and as black as ebony.

It chanced that a King’s son came into the wood, and went to the dwarfs’ house, meaning to spend the night there. He saw the coffin upon the mountain-top, with little Snow-White lying within it, and he read the words that were written upon it in letters of gold.

And he said to the dwarfs, “If you will but let me have the coffin, you may ask of me what you will, and I will give it to you.”

But the dwarfs answered, “We would not sell it for all the gold in the world.”

Then said the Prince, “Let me have it as a gift, I pray you, for I cannot live without seeing little Snow-White, and I will prize your gift as the dearest of my possessions.”

The good little dwarfs pitied him when they heard these words, and so gave him the coffin. The King’s son then bade his servants place it upon their shoulders and carry it away, but as they went they stumbled over the stump of a tree, and the violent shaking shook the piece of poisonous apple which had lodged in Snow-White’s throat out again, so that she opened her eyes, raised the lid of the coffin, and sat up, alive once more.

“Where am I?” she cried, and the happy Prince answered, “Thou art with me, dearest.”

Then he told her all that had happened, and how he loved her better than the whole world, and begged her to go with him to his father’s palace and be his wife. Snow-White agreed, and went with him, and the wedding was celebrated with great splendour and magnificence.

Little Snow-White’s wicked step-mother was invited to the feast, and when she had dressed herself in her most beautiful clothes, she stood before her mirror, and said–

“Mirror, mirror upon the wall, Who is the fairest fair of all?”

And the mirror answered–

“O Lady Queen, though fair ye be, The young Queen is fairer to see.”

Oh! How angry the wicked woman was then, and so terrified, too, that she scarcely knew what to do. At first she thought she would not go to the wedding at all, but then she felt that she could not rest until she had seen the young Queen. No sooner did she enter the palace than she recognized little Snow-White, and could not move for terror.

Then a pair of red-hot iron shoes was brought into the room with tongs and set before her, and these she was forced to put on and to dance in them until she could dance no longer, but fell down dead, and that was the end of the wicked queen.

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80 Comments

  1. Anonymous
    Posted August 26, 2006 at 8:32 am | Permalink

    Jayne

  2. Mxolisi
    Posted August 31, 2006 at 8:07 am | Permalink

    What an intreasting story, its got a link to Berni Searles artwork the ’snow white’. I think she was inspired by the story. But its quite short, i think you can tell more. But its quite an enjoyable story for both childrens and adults. Plz e-mail me more of it on ‘mxo1ff@yahoo.com’.

  3. jony
    Posted September 21, 2006 at 9:43 pm | Permalink

    i love this story
    thenk you.

  4. suren
    Posted September 26, 2006 at 6:14 pm | Permalink

    The best use of podcast. Kids love them. Parents love them too. Great sound. Great enthusiasm and great talent.

  5. GEORGE
    Posted October 11, 2006 at 3:48 pm | Permalink

    IT IS THE BEST STORY IN THE WORLD
    THANK YOU

  6. yashaswi
    Posted November 11, 2006 at 6:20 am | Permalink

    I love this story very much!
    Thank you very much!

  7. Amy
    Posted December 5, 2006 at 7:55 am | Permalink

    I play a story nory for my sons every night before bedtime. This one is their favorite so far! Thank you, StoryNory!!

  8. Posted December 5, 2006 at 9:12 am | Permalink

    Amy, we love to hear about how people listen to our stories, and which ones are liked. Many thanks for your comment. Very glad your sons enjoyed Snow White.

  9. will
    Posted December 8, 2006 at 10:31 pm | Permalink

    I was good at 22@@!*&^%$3@!.I dont know what im saying.

  10. praneeth
    Posted January 3, 2007 at 4:39 pm | Permalink

    thank you i love this story

  11. Posted January 3, 2007 at 7:48 pm | Permalink

    Praneeth, Thank for all your kinds words. We are very pleased that you like our stories!

  12. Annabela
    Posted January 9, 2007 at 10:58 am | Permalink

    I wanna thank you guys for making this story interesting and lovely, I appreciate it.

  13. Rebecca
    Posted January 23, 2007 at 4:35 pm | Permalink

    Well read, children loved listening to it.

  14. .:~*ROSA*~:.
    Posted February 19, 2007 at 1:09 am | Permalink

    ~*THIS IS ONE OF MY FAVORITE STORIES AFTER CINDERELLA OF COURSE*~
    ~*”MIRROR MIRROR ON THE WALL WHO’S THE FAIREST OF THEM ALL”*~
    ~*”SNOW WHITE, ART THE FAIREST OF THEM ALL”*~
    ~*I HAVE NEVER HERD THIS VERSION OF SNOW WHITE BEFORE*~

  15. Craig
    Posted April 7, 2007 at 12:33 pm | Permalink

    Ooh! That’s an interesting version of the story! The version I heard had the Seven Dwarves’ names as the days of the week. And, the Queen would look into her mirror asking; “Mirror, mirror, on the wall. Who is the fairest of them all?” and then an exact copy of herself would come halfway out of the mirror, pointing at her saying; “You are. You are. You are the fairest of them all.” When she asked again the next day, a copy of Snow White came out the mirror pointing at herself saying; “Not you. Not you. Not you. I am. I am. I am. I am the fairest of them all.”

  16. SHERYL
    Posted April 28, 2007 at 4:29 am | Permalink

    VERY NICE STORIES .BY THE WAY ALL THE STORIES ON STORYNORY ARE NICE>

  17. bob the builder
    Posted May 7, 2007 at 1:44 pm | Permalink

    i loved the story

  18. chintala
    Posted May 11, 2007 at 11:07 am | Permalink

    excellent..,//

  19. Deborah
    Posted May 21, 2007 at 3:37 pm | Permalink

    Pictures are needed for kids.

  20. Liang
    Posted May 26, 2007 at 9:37 pm | Permalink

    Very good story.
    I will be very appreciated if someone can send me all the text of full story.
    Thanks

    My E-mail address is : liang.b@huawei.com

  21. Asma
    Posted June 5, 2007 at 7:22 am | Permalink

    It is lovely to listen and read and I wanted the whole text. But only half of it is available. Please put the entire text on this page, Please

  22. johnaida
    Posted June 20, 2007 at 12:38 am | Permalink

    I love it! It is awesome!

  23. Aditi
    Posted June 22, 2007 at 4:45 am | Permalink

    Not able to download the file. It says the file does not exist

  24. Posted June 22, 2007 at 7:42 am | Permalink

    Hello Aditi

    I just managed to download Snow White. Perhaps it was just a temporary blip?

  25. Carla
    Posted July 3, 2007 at 2:50 am | Permalink

    Hi Natasha,

    I cannot read the entire ‘Snow White’ text; why is it cut off so abruptly?

    Oh, one more thing: I’m a fan of this page; great work, indeed!

  26. rebecca
    Posted July 9, 2007 at 10:54 pm | Permalink

    Snow White is a wonderful story.

  27. Jeremiah
    Posted July 9, 2007 at 11:01 pm | Permalink

    This is the First storynory I listen to

  28. Jeremiah&Rebecca
    Posted July 9, 2007 at 11:07 pm | Permalink

    It really,really,really,really,really,really,really needs picture’s,

  29. jeny
    Posted July 16, 2007 at 8:05 am | Permalink

    It was very very fun. If I heard this story

  30. yara
    Posted July 21, 2007 at 6:30 pm | Permalink

    thankyou for this story it is intresting story every day iread this story but in the book but in the computer is nice
    good buy

  31. Yvette
    Posted July 30, 2007 at 7:56 am | Permalink

    I think jealosy is the poison that the witch queen drank to hope Snow White dies, don’t you think guys?

  32. Thulasi
    Posted August 9, 2007 at 9:54 am | Permalink

    Lovely told…

  33. Cinde
    Posted August 23, 2007 at 10:05 am | Permalink

    This story is so beautiful.I bless all the children of the world will be lucky,happy,and lovely,just like the little Snow White!

  34. Nanuji
    Posted August 28, 2007 at 11:41 am | Permalink

    nice

  35. bhaavana
    Posted August 28, 2007 at 7:01 pm | Permalink

    Best story for today

  36. Kerem
    Posted September 10, 2007 at 12:30 pm | Permalink

    Hi, What does it mean “art” here : “Thou art with me”. Are ?

  37. Posted September 10, 2007 at 12:52 pm | Permalink

    hi Kerem,

    “art” in this context is just old fashioned English for “are”.

  38. Jenny
    Posted September 27, 2007 at 7:28 am | Permalink

    Its very adventurous.

  39. Amy
    Posted November 5, 2007 at 5:10 am | Permalink

    Is there anyone tell me how to download a entire audio/mp3? Thanks!

  40. Posted November 5, 2007 at 6:15 pm | Permalink

    Hi Amy

    To download the entire mp3, look for the link that says something like

    Download Snow White

    or

    Download the MP3 audio of XYZ

    With your mouse, Right Click this link.

    You should see a menu, and depending on your computer you will see something like “save target as” or “save link as”. Click on this option. It’s just like saving any other file on your computer.

    Hope this works for you, but any more problems, email bertie at storynory.com

  41. judith
    Posted December 5, 2007 at 12:26 pm | Permalink

    It is too difficult!!!!!!!!!!

  42. judith
    Posted December 5, 2007 at 12:26 pm | Permalink

    太难了,这怎么读

  43. joel
    Posted December 12, 2007 at 5:51 am | Permalink

    It’s well, I cann’t read.

  44. stella
    Posted December 16, 2007 at 9:50 am | Permalink

    very nice story…thank you

  45. kamal
    Posted December 19, 2007 at 11:08 am | Permalink

    very nice story

  46. kyra
    Posted December 26, 2007 at 1:41 pm | Permalink

    i do indeed like this story beacause its differend to my combernation

    reported by kyra c

  47. Doodee
    Posted January 31, 2008 at 10:53 pm | Permalink

    Thanks for sharing

  48. victoria
    Posted January 31, 2008 at 11:22 pm | Permalink

    i love snowwhite this storie is the BEST!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!

  49. Anvitha
    Posted February 6, 2008 at 4:41 pm | Permalink

    this is amazing

  50. Mana
    Posted February 11, 2008 at 7:54 pm | Permalink

    Thanks so much. You have such a soothing voice, my daughter falls asleep every night listening to your stories, especially the snow white story.

  51. Posted February 11, 2008 at 8:10 pm | Permalink

    Thank you Mana, That’s super.

  52. Josh
    Posted February 23, 2008 at 9:03 pm | Permalink

    I loved the story

  53. Morfar
    Posted February 23, 2008 at 9:06 pm | Permalink

    This is the best story of them all. I just love to listen to you reading it.

  54. Morfar
    Posted February 23, 2008 at 9:08 pm | Permalink

    i really loved this story. Thank you so much.

  55. ali
    Posted March 5, 2008 at 4:04 am | Permalink

    i want send to me film with usa pronunciatian
    kashan_esfahan@yahoo.com

  56. chloe
    Posted March 6, 2008 at 7:28 am | Permalink

    I love this story,
    It was a lovey story!!!!!!!!!!!!

  57. Lilaine
    Posted March 6, 2008 at 11:21 am | Permalink

    I realy,realy like this story.
    I listened to Snow-White and the seven dwarfs

  58. Lilaine
    Posted March 6, 2008 at 11:27 am | Permalink

    I listened to Snow-White and the seven dwarfs.
    I liked all the characters exept for the wicked queen

  59. shania
    Posted March 6, 2008 at 12:39 pm | Permalink

    i think this story has lots of dialoge
    and had a sad bit but there was a happy ending
    i like this story

  60. Jasmine
    Posted March 9, 2008 at 2:00 pm | Permalink

    I think snow white is a
    very good story and I like
    snow white and the seven
    dwarfs.I like the happy ending.

  61. hej
    Posted March 12, 2008 at 4:12 pm | Permalink

    good i like this story and you are good to readin

  62. dir
    Posted March 15, 2008 at 10:39 am | Permalink

    amazing

  63. zhu
    Posted March 22, 2008 at 1:03 pm | Permalink

    so good!@!!!

  64. 花瑾慕
    Posted March 23, 2008 at 1:52 am | Permalink

    So good!

  65. 花叶慕
    Posted March 23, 2008 at 1:59 am | Permalink

    Very good!
    I like it very much!!

  66. vmgkj
    Posted March 25, 2008 at 11:27 am | Permalink

  67. 陈晨
    Posted March 25, 2008 at 11:51 am | Permalink

    Very good!
    I like it very much!!

  68. 陈晨
    Posted March 25, 2008 at 11:53 am | Permalink

    I think snow white is a
    very good story and I like
    snow white and the seven
    dwarfs.I like the happy ending.

  69. 1111111
    Posted March 29, 2008 at 11:03 am | Permalink

    it is very beautiful

  70. 徐昕
    Posted March 29, 2008 at 11:35 am | Permalink

    11111111

  71. hej
    Posted April 2, 2008 at 4:25 pm | Permalink

    hi im from Denmark.
    Long story, but good :-)
    I here you storys everyday.
    You are a good Reader <3.
    / Someone from Denmark.

  72. Thana
    Posted April 24, 2008 at 4:26 am | Permalink

    Hi. I like this story.This is the fantastic story i ever
    read.

  73. rina
    Posted April 25, 2008 at 4:36 am | Permalink

    I like this story.

  74. Kiven
    Posted April 27, 2008 at 10:58 am | Permalink

    This story in English is better than in Chinese.I like it very much.

  75. Jane
    Posted May 5, 2008 at 11:57 am | Permalink

    Oh, I’ve found this website in the internet.
    I love the snow white story.

    Thank goodness for reading this wonderful story.

    :-)

  76. Jane
    Posted May 5, 2008 at 11:58 am | Permalink

    :-)

  77. avantika
    Posted May 15, 2008 at 5:32 pm | Permalink

    i like storys

  78. Posted May 30, 2008 at 8:45 am | Permalink

    ok!!!it’s good…
    no problem…
    i like the story!!!

  79. me
    Posted June 20, 2008 at 6:57 pm | Permalink

    this such a cool story

  80. linda
    Posted June 30, 2008 at 12:56 am | Permalink

    you are a good reager

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