Juana, my beautiful and intelligent daughter (the apple never falls far from the tree!
), use to tell bedtime stories to her brothers. This is the one she made up last night.
Once upon a time there was a little driver that had a loving manager and a team that appreciated thim. He was the prince of racing, and everybody agreed on his extraordinary abilities. Unfortunately, one day, his manager left him.
Our handsome driver had to go to live at the house of an evil stepmanager who made him toil day and night testing race cars.
His flameproof suit became all dirty and ragged. His evil steppartner at the team , who was the favorite of the bad, bad stepmanager, started to call him Cinderello, because he was covered in soot and dirt after testing long hours.
His evil steppartner, who was an ugly, bad tester, took advantage of the developments Cinderello was able to make to his car.
The steppartner did that in order to be able to go to the royal WDC party, to be held in a castle in Paris. The evil stepmanager gave Cinderello horrible clothes and an old Yugo to race, hoping nobody will notice his beautiful driving.
Cinderello got the help of his crew to sew a beautiful flameproof gown. His crew, made of little birds and mouses, loved Cinderello's kindness and sincerity. They were able to magically change the Yugo that the stepmanager had given to him into a shiny, wonderful F1 car, but, alas, only for a few races.
Cinderello danced all night in his car on the track and he called the attention of the beautiful princess Pherrari. At the end of the ballroom dance, Cinderello ran away before his car converted into a pumpkin. When he left the party, he dropped one of his crystal racing shoes. Princess Pherrari found the shoe in the podium stairs.
Our little racer returned to his toils at the Renault kitchen, while his shiny, wonderful F1 car was converted into a Yugo again.
However, Princess Pherrari was so enchanted by Cinderello driving ability that she ordered all her pages and adjutants to go around the world to find the owner of the crystal racing shoe.
One day, when Princess Pherrari entered the house of Cinderello, his evil steppartner tried the crystal racing shoe, as all the racers in the kingdom had done. The evil steppartner puffed and made his great effort but the shoe did not fit. Princess Pherrari was leaving the house already when she saw Cinderello. She ordered his adjutants to try the racing shoe on Cinderello. It fitted perfectly!
Princess Pherrari and Cinderello married and they lived happily ever after.
Next story: Little Red Riding Hood...