The Real Personal History of David Copperfield-RP (Private)
 

Here is the truth of the famous story of David Copperfield, showing that much of what the public has known is largely an invention.

It certainly true that he was born to a widowed mother in the height of winter, but here much of the story diverges, thanks to a special, uncredited intervention. But we will get to that in due time. For now, we start our story at the beginning, at the lad's birth.

David's birth was a long and arduous one, but the boy was persistent and his mother strong. As such, after a long and grueling labor, he was delivered without complication and laid safely in his mother's arms.

Her faithful maid, Pegotty, smiled. "He's so beautiful, ma'am."

His mother sighed as she recovered her breath. "Yes, he is just perfect. I'm going to name him 'David.'"

"That's a lovely name for a lovely boy," she said, kissing both their foreheads.

His mother, Rebecca, nodded at that, and she brought her newborn to her bosom.

David latched on quite eagerly while Rebecca grabbed for a nearby pile.

She folded together a pair of cloth nappies, which she fastened securely around her baby boy's loins.

That reminded Pegotty. "You're going to be weak for at least a good six weeks, ma'am."

Rebecca sighed. "You are correct. There is no helping that, I suppose."