The Nutcracker Prince. The cartoon from 1990. I became completed obsessed with this movie and have watched it countless numbers of times. When I was little, I wanted so much to be Clara and to fall in love with The Nutcracker Prince, like her. I had my very own wooden Nutcracker Prince doll that I envisioned coming to life as soon as I fell asleep. I treated him with as much care and love as Clara did.
I remember the Christmas when I was nine years old. All I wanted was ballet slippers - just like the ones Clara unwrapped on Christmas Eve. I was never so excited when I unwrapped them. I ran into my parents' room - waking them up - showing them what Santa had brought me. I slipped my feet into them and danced to The Nutcracker Prince soundtrack. I wore them everywhere; Eventually, through the years, they turned rugged and torn and were much too small for me, but I still tried to squeeze my feet into them. I was terribly sad when my pink ballet slippers were thrown out.
Sometimes, it's hard to get into the Christmas mood for whatever reason. I remember the year my sister couldn't come home for the holidays - it didn't feel like Christmas at all. Sometimes, all you have to do is take a bite of a clementine, smell cookies baking, or watch an old movie to snap you back into the spirit again,
I only wish I had pink ballet slippers to dance in.