One day Snow White was shopping in town when she stopped to look in a photography shop. She thought to herself: 'Wouldn't it be great to have a camera so that I can take photos of the Seven Dwarfs?'

So she bought a camera and rushed home to tell Dopey, Bashful, Doc and co. That afternoon she used up the whole film, taking photographs of her vertically challenged friends - in the woods, by the lake, and in their home. Snow White was so excited that she couldn't wait to get the photos developed.

The next day she took the film in to the store and asked when her photos would be ready for collection.

'Thursday,' said the clerk.

Come Thursday and Snow White could hardly contain herself. First thing in the morning she went into town to collect the pictures, only to be told by the clerk that they hadn't come in yet.

'Try again Saturday,' he suggested.

Barely concealing her disappointment, Snow White trudged home and counted the hours till Saturday. First thing Saturday morning she returned to the store.

'Are my photos ready yet?' she asked the clerk.

'Sorry, they're not. Try again Tuesday.'

Snow White was mortified by the latest setback but consoled herself with the thought that it wasn't long till Tuesday. First thing Tuesday morning, she went back to the camera shop.

Before she could even speak, the clerk said sympathetically: 'I'm really sorry, they're still not in.'

A tear began to trickle down Snow White's face. Seeing her obvious distress, the clerk stepped from behind the counter, put a comforting arm around her and said: 'Don't worry. Some day your prints will come.'