You can be sure that Rapunzel was very surprised to see the prince climb into her window. In a voice that sounded as much like the witch as he could, he called out, “Rapunzel, Rapunzel! Let down your hair!” In a moment, the same long blond braid came out of the window. The witch climbed back down the tower wall. “So that is how it is done!” He waited.Īfter a bit, the braid was thrown from the window again.
And she climbed the wall to the window at the top of the tower. It was a witch! He heard her call out, “Rapunzel, Rapunzel! Let down your hair!” A long blond braid was thrown out from a window at the very top. One day when the prince rode up, he saw an old woman standing below the tower.
Who was that young woman singing at the top? Could he ever meet her? There was something about that voice that pulled him back. How does anyone get in or out of there?” Each day, the prince came back to the tower. “This is odd!” he said, looking around the tower wall. Where was it coming from? He rode closer and closer to the sound. One day, a prince was riding through the woods. Sometimes birds at the treetops would join in her songs. All she could do was to sing sad songs out of the window. Poor Rapunzel! She knew she must stay in the room. I will run down the stairs and outside, no matter what you say!”įive more long years went by. On her 12th birthday, Rapunzel said to the witch, “I do not care what you say anymore! I am so tired of staying here alone all the time! When you are gone, I will chip away at the door. The world is much worse than you think! You will stay in this tower forever, Rapunzel. "But is it really so bad out there? Sometimes I hear people laughing down below," Rapunzel would say sometimes.Īt such times the witch would yell, "How many times do I have to repeat myself? Don't listen to anything you see or hear out there. That was why she could not leave the tower.Īs she grew up, many times Rapunzel said to the witch, “There is nothing here for me to do! Why must I stay in this tower all the time?”Īnd the witch shouted back, “I already told you so many times! The world is a very bad place. She told the girl that the world was a very bad place. The girl’s blond hair grew longer and longer every day.Īll the witch could do was keep the child locked in the room at the very top of the tower. Rapunzel grew into a child, and the witch did not even know how to cut her hair.
But the witch did not know how to take care of a baby.
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