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ONCE upon a time, in a of a magic wand, but I knew her
faraway seaside town by
the name of Tianjin, I watched my mother transform into
a princess.
It all happened in a little
boutique, full of cool shadows and old perfume, next to my elementa- ry school. The plump woman who owned the place had a tape mea- sure coiled around her wrist instead
ONE SEVENTH
STELLA DANG
for what she was: a fairy godmother. After taking Mom’s measurements, she disappeared between the tow- ering clothing racks, making the hangers dance to their lively tune: click-clack, click-clack. When she reap- peared, she held in her arms just the
right ingredient for a fairytale.
It was a sweeping ball gown in shades that belonged in The
33 Posca Marker • 6.75”x3.75” each • Scholastic Art & Writing Awards: Silver Key
STREET SHRINE STORE • WILHELMINA KRATZ
