Cinderella Syndrome 4

Once upon a time there was a rich man who lived happily for a long time with his wife. Together they had a single daughter. Then the woman became ill, and when she was lying on her deathbed, she called her daughter to her side, and said, "Dear child, I must leave you now, but I will look down on you from heaven. Plant a little tree on my grave, and when you want something, just shake the tree, and you shall get what you want. I will help you in time of need. Just remain pious and good." Then she closed her eyes and died. The child cried, and planted a little tree on her mother's grave. Cinderella... did not need to carry any water to it, because her tears provided all the water that it needed...[Germany; Jacob and Wilhelm Grimm]

continuing the Cinderella Syndrome or What every girl should have; well!!! at least once in her lifetime, anyways...
in haiku/haibun style throughout the month of August; e-mail me or add your contributions at comments; to included in the day's post