The Princess and the Pea
by Hans Christian Andersen
Illustrated by Edmund Dulac
There was once a prince, and he wanted a princess, but then she must be a real Princess. He travelled right around the world to find one, but there was always something wrong. There were plenty of princesses, but whether they were real princesses he had great difficulty in discovering; there was always something which was not quite right about them. So at last he had come home again, and he was very sad because he wanted a real princess so badly.
One evening there was a terrible storm; it thundered and lightninged and the rain poured down in torrents; indeed it was a fearful night.
In the middle of the storm somebody knocked at the town gate, and the old King himself sent to open it.
It was a princess who stood outside, but she was in a terrible state from the rain and the storm. The water streamed out of her hair and her clothes; it ran in at the top of her shoes and out at the heel, but she said that she was a real princess.
‘Well we shall soon see if that is true,’ thought the old Queen, but she said nothing. She went into the bedroom, took all the bed clothes off and laid a pea on the bedstead: then she took twenty mattresses and piled them on top of the pea, and then twenty feather beds on top of the mattresses. This was where the princess was to sleep that night. In the morning they asked her how she slept.
‘Oh terribly bad!’ said the princess. ‘I have hardly closed my eyes the whole night! Heaven knows what was in the bed. I seemed to be lying upon some hard thing, and my whole body is black and blue this morning. It is terrible!’
They saw at once that she must be a real princess when she had felt the pea through twenty mattresses and twenty feather beds. Nobody but a real princess could have such a delicate skin.
So the prince took her to be his wife, for now he was sure that he had found a real princess, and the pea was put into the Museum, where it may still be seen if no one has stolen it.
You may ask why I am not the Princess and the Pea.
Yesterday was the day that definitely confirmed this statement.
I have lost 65 pounds within the last year.
As I got into the car to drive to my Saturday morning Weight Watchers’ meeting my key chain got caught on my wedding ring.
As a result of my weight loss you can imagine that my ring is now very loose. I immediately noticed that my wedding ring was missing.
I quickly started looking underneath the floor mats of the car, under my seat, in the back seat, on the garage floor, even the garbage can because I had just thrown away a sack of garbage.
I panicked because I couldn’t find my ring. I was not about to call my husband because my first wedding ring was lost in the ocean when we went deep sea fishing.
Of course a wedding ring in the ocean is a lost cause. We thought my ring was insured but we later found out that it wasn’t.
I was without a wedding ring for about 4 years.
After the loss of my original wedding ring, there was no way I was going to call him and break the news to him.
I called my daughter, Nichole who I pick up to attend the meeting with me and I told her that I was running late because I had lost my wedding ring.
I told her to meet me at the Weight Watchers’ Center and to immediately come out to the parking lot and help me look for the ring.
I had said a silent prayer asking Heavenly Father to please help me find my wedding ring.
For some reason I knew that I needed Nichole to help me find the ring.
As Nichole walked out of the Weight Watcher building, (she was probably 30 feet away from me), she told me, without any hesitation to check my boots.
Now, mind you, I had been walking all over the garage and around the car with my boots on my feet. Did I feel a “rock” in the boot, NO?
I took the left boot off and dumped it upside down and there was no ring.
I then took my right boot off and dumped it and my wedding ring tumbled out onto the parking lot pavement.
This is my boot and if you look carefully you can see a glimpse of the wedding ring.
This is my wedding ring inside my snow boot.
What is the lesson I can learn from this incident?
First of all, God hears and answers prayers. If you pray with the faith that your prayer will be answered, it will be.
No request is too small to God. Never apologize for asking God for help.
Second, sometimes your prayers are answered by someone else.
For some reason, I felt that I needed Nichole to help me find my lost ring.
Third, never think that the answers to your prayers are just a coincidence.
Nichole asked me if I had said a prayer and I told her yes.
She told me that she didn’t know why but as she was walking towards me, she felt inspired to ask me to look in my boot.
She then exclaimed, “God is working extra hard today!”
I am most grateful for my Heavenly Father answering my prayer in a positive manner.
I am grateful that Nichole listened to the still, small voice and vocalized her impression.
I am especially grateful because I can not believe that I was walking around in my boots with a ring inside and I couldn’t even feel it.
Now, I probably would have found it in the evening when I took my boots off but I would have been in a panic the entire day.
When I told my hubby the story, he quickly called Nichole and exclaimed, “I am so glad that you were inspired.” LOL!
You probably have already guessed that I will not be wearing my wedding ring until I lose all of my weight and until the ring can be resized.
And finally the fourth lesson that I learned is that I definitely share none of the qualities of the Princess and Pea and I will not be putting my ring in a museum for onlookers to admire or it would be stolen. LOL!
Below is small part of a talk given by Thomas S. Monson, entitled, “Consider the Blessings,” which explains why small things in a persons’ life are important to our Heavenly Father.
He loves us and wants us to be happy.
“….As I have reviewed the past 49 years, I have made some discoveries. One is that countless experiences I have had were not necessarily those one would consider extraordinary. In fact, at the time they transpired, they often seemed unremarkable and even ordinary. And yet, in retrospect, they enriched and blessed lives—not the least of which was my own. I would recommend this same exercise to you—namely, that you take an inventory of your life and look specifically for the blessings, large and small, you have received…..”
“…I never cease to be amazed by how the Lord can motivate and direct the length and breadth of His kingdom and yet have time to provide inspiration concerning one individual—or one cultural celebration or one Jumbotron. The fact that He can, that He does, is a testimony to me…..”
The complete talk can be found in the link below: