Elle Maye is a girl in high school. She is trans MtF and straight. She lives in a very small, conservative town. She has a brother named Jake Miller. He is her straight, cis brother and he supoorts her. Kacey Miller is her transphobic mother. Emmit...
Sam P.O.V. "Hey Elle, since it's Friday, wanna go to the amuesment park after school today?" I asked as we walked to German class. She smiled brightly. "Yes please! I love amuesment parks!" She said, laughing. God her laugh is so cute. We get to class and walk in. "Lets discuss after class" I said as I sat down. Elle sat down on the opposite side of the room. Our teacher assigned seats and sadly I'm not next to Elle. "Guten Morgen zehn clase" she greeted us. "Guten Morgen Frau Bojenowski" we responded. Frau Bojenowski wrote something on the bored. "Heute werden wir anfangen, deutsche Märchen zu studieren" (1)she said. She had written a #1 on the bord and next to it put the title of the first fairy tail we would be studying. "Max und Moritz" is what was on the bord. (A/N: Here's a picture of the cover of the fairy tale:
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She passed the books out. "Ok. So, who is zhe first to read it?" She asled in English. Elle raised her hand. "James?" Frau Bojenowski asked. Elle nodded and opened to the first page. "Folgen Sie in Ihren Geschichten".(2) Frau Bojenowski said. Elle started reading. "Auch, was muss man oft von bösen Kindern hören oder lesen! Wie zum Beispiel hier von diesen, welche Max und Moritz Hießen. Die, anstatt durch weise Lehren, oftmals noch draüber lachten und sich heimlich lustig machten. Ja, zur Übeltätigkeit, ja danzu ist man bereit! Menschen necken, Tiere quälen. Äpfel, Birnen, Zwetschen stehlen Das ist freilich angenehmer Und dazu auch viel bequemer, Als in Kirche oder Schule Festzusitzen auf dem Stuhle. Aber wehe, wehe, wehe ! Wenn ich auf das Ende sehe ! ! "(A/N: Translation at end of chapter) She read the first stanza. "Sehr gut.(3) What is zhe translation?" Frau Bojenowski asked the class. *time skip to end of class* Elle and I walked out of class together. She smiled. "Max und Moritz is one of my favorite fairy tales." She said. I laughed. "You know German fairy tales? How are they different from ours?" I asked. "I'll tell you at lunch. I have to go to science." She said. "I have math" I said so we went our seperate ways. Those were the only classes we didn't have togther. I loved math though. Our teacher is great. *time skip till after class* I met up with Elle in the hall. "Hey Sam" she said hugging me. "Hey Elle" I said, hugging back. She smelled like roses and lillies. We walked to lunch. We sat down. "So, about German fairy tails. A lot of our so-called 'American Fairy Tails' are German fairy tails. You know the Brothers Grimm right?" She asked. I shook my head. "They wrote Snow White, Cinderella, Rapunzle, etc." She explaied. "But those are nice fairy tails" I said. She laughed loudly. "Oh please Sam! Not even close! The Disney versions are nice. But look at the actual versions. Look." She said, pulling out a giant book from her backpack. "The Entire Brothers Grimm Collection" was written on the front. She turned to Cinderella. "Look. When the prince comes 'round looking for the girl with the glass slipper, one of the stepsisters cuts off her heel and the other cuts off her toes. That didn't happen in the happy version." She said. "Thats creepy man" I said. She grinned. Oh no. "Look there's more" she said, turning to different stories. "Now here's a favorite German fairy tail of mine. Spot the difference between this and our beloved 'American' tails" she said, pulling a book if German fairy tails fron her bag. The stroy was titled "Little Suck-a-thumb". I looked at Elle. She had a manic grin on her face, her eyes wide. "Umm, Elle? You good?" I asked. She nodded, keeping her expression. I looked at the story. (A/N: here is a link: http://germanstories.vcu.edu/struwwel/daumen_e.html) I looked at Elle with a WTF expression. She grinned. "I plan on reading this to my children. Ever wonder why German kids are so well-behaved? Because they grow up with stories like this." She said. I nodded uneasily. "You're so weird Elle." I said. "Yup! I know" she said back with a smile.
Done!! Sorry this was such a long chapter. Here are some translations: (1): Today we will study German Fairy Tales (2): Follow along in your books (3): Very good. The first stanza: Ah, how oft we read or hear of Boys we almost stand in fear of! For example, take these stories Of two youths, named Max and Moritz, Who, instead of early turning Their young minds to useful learning, Often leered with horrid features At their lessons and their teachers. Look now at the empty head: he Is for mischief always ready. Teasing creatures - climbing fences, Stealing apples, pears, and quinces, Is, of course, a deal more pleasant, And far easier for the present, Than to sit in schools or churches, Fixed like roosters on their perches But O dear, O dear, O deary, When the end comes sad and dreary !
