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A long time ago, there were two sisters. One 

named Elisa and the other Ella. Elisa was kind and 

helpful, but her mother did not love her as much 

as she loved Ella, a spoilt and mean girl, though 

beautiful. One day, their mother wanted them to 

pick ripe apples to see who could get the ripest 

and juiciest apples. Elisa and Ella went straight 

into the woods, Ella picking whatever type of 

apple she saw, Elisa picking only the ripest. "That 

slowpoke will lose!" Ella muttered angrily.

Elisa met an adventurer on the way. "Hello! Can you 

do me a favor?" the adventurer asked. "Sure." Elisa 

replied happily. "Please do give me food. I cannot 

seem to find my way back to my camping spot." the 

adventurer requested. "You can have one of my 

apples!" Elisa said, giving the stranger her apple. 

The adventurer was just so secretly a fairy, she 

gave Elisa lots of ripe apples. "Oh, thank you!" 

Elisa gratefully told her. "No problem! Even the 

poorest deserve the most!" the fairy told Elisa, 

smiling kindly.

The adventurer eventually found Ella. "Can you please do me a 

favor?" the adventurer asked Ella. "No! And you can WEEP for all 

I care!" Ella crossed her arms tightly. "Oh. Okay." the 

adventurer frowned. As she was a fairy, she cursed Ella and 

took all her apples away. "Hey, you! You're an ugly witch!!" Ella 

shouted. The adventurer gave her another frown. "You should 

look at the inside of you. You're the witch." she told Ella. "Who 

cares? Mommy will surely pity me and let me win instead of that 

ugly Elisa!" Ella snorted. "Sure, sure. We'll see." the adventurer 

reluctantly replied.

"I am disappointed in you, Ella. As for 

you, Elisa... You did great." their 

mother concluded. "Mom! Elisa is so 

ugly..! Why?" Ella stomped her feet. 

"Elisa? Ugly?" their mother retorted, 

"No, no! I am switching things over 

today!"

"Switch things over..?" Elisa repeated 

innocently, "What do you mean, 

mother?" Their mother just smiled. 

"Elisa, come. I have a present for 

you." she added.

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