Today, Hans Christian Andersen is Denmark’s most famous writer and one of the most celebrated fairy tale authors in the world. Throughout the years as he wrote, experimenting with novels, plays, and short stories, Andersen’s success truly started to take off when he began writing in earnest collections of fairy tales that combined poetic language and touched on folklore and fantastic elements. While failing to find success as an actor (partially due to his awkward mannerisms and appearance), Andersen’s skill as a writer started to get used. However, fueled by an active imagination and aspirations of social elevation, Andersen left his home at the age of 14 to travel to Copenhagen in the hopes of finding success as a performer on stage. So the prince married her, for he knew that he had now found a real princess and the pea was preserved in the cabinet of curiosities, where it is still to be seen, unless somebody has stolen it.Born in Odense, Denmark on April 2, 1805, Hans Christian Andersen was born into a poor working-class family, with a washerwoman as his mother. None but a real princess could have such delicate feeling. It was now evident that she was a real princess, since she perceived the pea through twenty mattresses and twenty eider-down beds.
I laid upon some hard substance, which has made me black and blue all over. "I scarcely closed my eyes all night! I do not know what was in the bed. "Oh, most shockingly!" said the princess. On the following morning she was asked how she had slept.
The princess lay upon them the whole night. She then took twenty mattresses and laid them upon the pea, and then piled twenty eider-down beds on the top of the mattresses. But she said nothing, and went into a spare room, and took off all the bedding, and laid a pea on the sacking of the bedstead. SHE SAID NOTHING, AND WENT INTO A SPARE ROOM AND LAID A PEA ON THE SACKING OF THE BEADSTEAD. "Well, that we'll presently see," thought the old
A princess stood outside the gate-but, oh dear I what a state she was in from the rain and the bad weather! The water was dripping down from her hair and her clothes, and running in at the tips of her shoes and coming out at the heels. There came a knock at the town-gate, and the old king went and opened it. It thundered and lightened, and poured of rain, till it was quite dreadful. At length he returned home, quite out of spirits, for he wished so to find a real princess. There was sure to be something in the way that was not quite satisfactory. Not that there was any lack of princesses, but as to whether or no they were real ones, he could not always make out. He travelled all round the world to find such one, but there was always something wrong. THERE was once a prince who wished to marry a princess but he wanted her to be a real princess.
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