Okay, I was sitting in church today, thinking about writing a review for this book online. I would have listened to the speakers, except...they were boring. I'm sorry! They are nice people. But really boring.
So anyways, this has to be one of the best books ever written, of all time. I read it 500 times (I could be exaggerating) between 3rd and 5th grade. I LOVED this book. I still have it.
It's about a girl named Jennifer who falls asleep on the school bus one day, only to awaken to find herself in a strange land where everyone calls her a princess! And she meets mysterious and interesting people. Then it turns bad. Because actually, the people take some sleeping girl every year (for the past 7 years - hence, she is the "Seventh Princess",) and send her off to some wicked witch that lives somewhere else. I think she's a witch, at least. Then she turns them into harpies (these mystical flying creatures), and she's mean to everybody.
So Jennifer is a hero and fights the witch lady, saves the day, and returns all the other princesses to their homes.
Once I tried to explain this awesome book to Dale (my husband), and he said it sounded dumb. Apparently he is retarded. This book was awesome!
This reminds me about one time when Dale asked me what teenage girls fantasize about. I said, "Well, I would fantasize that I was a beautiful princess. And I had evil, wicked parents for the king and queen of my land, who I hated. One day, I'd get kidnapped and held for ransom by these people who are trying to stop my wicked parents. One of the captors is a handsome prince from another far off land, whose family was dethroned by my evil parents. He is in charge of being my personal bodyguard while we travel. He thinks I am so beautiful, but he knows he cannot possibly fall in love with the princess of the wicked kingdom whose parents they are holding me ransom from.
Then something happens and we are ambushed, and we run off into the forest together, just me and him. I kind of have a Stockholm Syndrome thing going, and I have come to agree with him that my parents are evil. Particularly my mother. We try to resist, but we are pulled to each other. We make out in a tent. (I don't know where the tent comes from in the fantasy, but I don't like the idea of rolling around just on the floor of the forest. Pine needles are very pokey.)
Anyways, we fall in love, maybe we make out some more (or do other stuff, too, and it's awesome), and then we go back together and save the kingdom from my wicked mother and we rule as king and queen over an enormous kingdom (his old kingdom, plus mine combined), and I have lots and lots of beautiful dresses. And then we live happily ever after."
Dale seemed a little confused by my high school girl love fantasies. I think he said, "When I was a teenage boy, I used to imagine how awesome it would be to come home and have a naked girl in my bed. That's about it."
So anyways, obviously Dale never read my favorite book ever, The Seventh Princess. And that is why he will never understand why every girl, ever, period, wants to be a princess.