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This is a fable about a spoiled little prince 

who had everything and then had it all 

taken away. The only son of the King and 

Queen, the Prince got everything a kid 

could ask for but always wanted more.

The Prince was born into a royal family. 

He lived in a castle, ate the best food, had 

the fanciest clothes, his own horse, and 

all the gold in the world. But the prince 

was not happy because he thought he 

deserved more.

Everybody loved the King and Queen who were incredibly generous 

to their subjects. The Prince was not well-liked by the villagers 

however. He did not want to share his wealth or possessions with 

anyone.   He would be very mean to others and instructed the guards 

to have people removed from "his" Kingdom.

The King and Queen were not very proud of their selfish son. He 

needed to be taught a lesson but they didn't know how to punish 

him. As heir to the throne, they couldn't take away his crown. There 

had to be a way.

A woman entered the Kingdom one day looking to sell the apples 

she had picked in the orchards. This infuriated the Prince who 

immediately asked the woman to leave. When she refused, he 

ordered the guards to take her away. He then kicked over her cart 

as all the apples fell to the ground.

Watching the Prince's antics were three witches who lived in 

a cave far, far away from the Kingdom. The Prince had banned 

the witches from the Kingdom for not obeying his every order. 

The witches decided to cast a spell on the Prince in order to 

teach him a lesson he'd never forget.

When the Prince went to bed that night, he started to 

feel dizzy.   Both the room and his head were spinning. 

He tried to scream but no sounds came out of his 

mouth. He shut his eyes and hoped this feeling would 

pass.

"Where am I? And why am I wearing these rags?" the 

Prince demanded. The three witches appeared and told 

him that they had cast a spell on him. "Only you can 

break the spell young Prince. It's up to you to find out 

how." The witches then disappeared as the Prince 

stood there looking puzzled.

Unable to get back into the Kingdom, the Prince began to 

wander the countryside. He came across a tiny village with 

old houses and farm animals. He was not impressed. The 

houses were falling apart and the smell of the animals 

offended him. "Hello Lad!" a voice called out. "I need your 

help. Quick, it's an emergency!" Curious the Prince ran 

to where the voice was coming from.

When the prince arrived he found one of the villagers next to a cow. 

Can you help me milk her? I have a sore back from working in the 

fields." "Milk a cow? I'm a Prince...".   Before finishing his thought, he 

remembered the spell that had been cast on him. Maybe this was a 

test so he decided to help the villager.

The prince closed his eyes and began to milk the cow. 

He had never done any hard work in his life and was 

disgusted by what he had to do. He ended up getting 

soaked in milk but was able to finish the job and help 

the grateful villager.

"Ah, just in time. Grab a tool young man and help us 

with these vegetables" said one of the villagers. It was 

so hot outside but nobody complained. They were all 

dirty from working in the fields and picking apples in 

the orchard. Yet they were all so happy. The Prince 

reluctantly started to work alongside the villagers.

The Prince worked harder than he ever did in his entire life. 

He was sweaty, dirty, sore, and very hungry. "Good work 

son!" one of the villagers bellowed. "It's almost time for 

supper. You'll love Mrs. Garrett's stew. Even though she's 

looking after a sick child, she still keeps us fed. We're one big 

family. Too bad she wasn't able to sell her apples in the 

Kingdom" mused the other villager. "Apples?" mumbled the 

Prince.

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