Just Add a Speck of Magic
Chaemi Kim Age 11
Rindy the Witch 1 My name is Rindy, and I am eleven years old. I live with my dad without my mom. I’ve never met her. Just last week, I went to a public school in Florida with a couple of friends. And then, the letter came one day, a letter about a witch school. At first, I thought it was just a joke, but as the time went, I began to think if it was real. “Dad, do you know anything about this letter?” I asked my dad, holding the strange letter. My dad, who was really busy with his computer work, just shook his head without even looking at it. “It is really important! You need to see,” I said urgently. He looked up, examined the letter, and said, “Don’t know.” But I suddenly got a feeling that he wasn’t telling me something and keeping it a secret. “Come on dad, you know something about it!” I said. I kept begging him and at last, he gave up and agreed to tell me. “OK. Here is a secret about your mother. Once, she was a great witch who helped others and used her power for good. Some people loved her and some didn’t, so the people who didn’t want her banned her from this world. But she is still somewhere where witches live.” I was so confused. Witches? I thought they were only in fairy tales. “You are teasing me, right?” I asked. “No. It is really true,” my dad answered. This wasn’t the answer I wanted to hear. I wished I had never asked such a thing to my dad. I asked, “So . . . what are we going to do? Just ignore it like we don’t know a thing, or should I go to the witch school?” “Well, it is up to you,” my dad said. “Try or not, try or not . . .” I kept thinking. Then, I heard a whisper inside me. “Just try it. It could be your last chance. Also, you might see your mom.” After the whisper was done talking, it made my mind move. I always wanted to meet my mom.
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