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The Princess and the Tee. By: Jessica W.

“So when’s the big golf tournament sweetheart?” asked Marilyn the Queen. “Not till Saturday,” Princess Janelle said. The princess loved to golf, and she did so whenever she wanted. Except on days when she couldn’t decide on what cute, elegant, formal golf dresses to wear! She was determined to find a prince who shared her love in golf. She had her lady in waiting hang up posters all around town saying:
 * = = “HELP WANTED” Princess Janelle needs a husband and is hosting a golf game. The person who shoots a hole in one shall become the husband of Princess Janelle. =

= || “Hey James!” Janelle shouted to her wonderful golf caddy. “Say, I was wondering if you would like to come to a golf tournament on Saturday?”

“ I would love to, but why me?” questioned James.

“Well you are a golf caddy and you like golfing, so I thought you would enjoy going to a golf tournament,” said Janelle.

“ Great, I’ll be there.” Janelle rushed home to tell her parents the good news. Meanwhile all the golfers in the world had heard about Janelle’s tournament. Many people were already signed up, and shopping for new golf clubs, balls, shoes, and clothing.

On Saturday morning, Princess Janelle woke up and searched her closet for the cutest golf dress ever. This was her big day, she had to look gorgeous. Janelle and her parents hopped into her golf cart. They drove off to the golf course and took their seats. Right away Janelle saw many familiar contestants like Jack, Rumplestiltskin, The Big Bad Wolf, and The Three Little Pigs. Janelle started to worry. She was a little excited though.

The announcer said, “3 more minutes everyone.”

The first golfer stepped up to the T-box. He grabbed the club with his hairy and old looking hands. This creature was so dirty that Janelle’s parents almost fainted because of his horrible smell. He took a swing and the ball rolled slowly towards the hole. It turned around in a circle and stopped with a halt. “It missed! Pheeeeeeew!” Janelle said.

Then Rumplestiltskin carried his club confidently. He wound up and took a shot. He missed the ball by miles.

Now The Three Little Pigs were up. The ball flew through the air. It landed on the edge of the hole. “So close!” rebelled The Three Pigs.

“#345, please take your place,” said the announcer. #345 took his place, shot, and missed just like everybody else.

A smelly and very old looking frog was sure he was going to win. He was so sure, but then he couldn’t even hold the club because it was too big. “Oh great!” he sneered.

The day grew longer but still no suitor was able to shoot a hole in one. Princess Janelle still didn’t give up though. Next up was happy the dwarf. He always made Janelle smile but in this case he was the worst golfer there and that didn’t make her smile at all.

“#348, your turn,” said the sleepy announcer. At that moment James stepped up to the T-box. James swung. His ball curved to the left. The wind caught it and moved it back to the right. It landed on the green and rolled towards the hole. After circling the cup 3 times it dropped in.

“Amazing!” remarked Janelle! Finally she had found her husband.

“Congratulations #348. You get to marry Princess Janelle.”

“Yippee!” screamed James. Everybody partied back to the castle, celebrating the end of Janelle’s search. They lived happily ever after. Well, everyone except suitor’s #1-347 that is.