|Not Jimmy. I googled "boy with stick"|
His teacher responded, "Shouldn't that make him Rangry?"
He laughed, "Rangry? That's not even a word, Mr. Y!"
One day Mr. Y had recess duty and as always, Jimmy trailed him around the playground like a childlike, sloppy Ryan Seacrest - only slightly taller. This time, Jimmy had found something. Something fantastic.
"MR. Y! MR Y! I FOUND A MAGIC SCHTICK. A MAGIC SCTICK!"
Jimmy had a slight speech impediment.
"A magic stick, eh?", Mr. Y replied. "I haven't seen one of those in ages."
Jimmy could hardly contain his excitement. "I know, Mr. Y! And it was just lying over there under that twee!"
"That is quite a coincidence, Jimmy because that is where you were just a few seconds ago."
"I know. Wanna see what it can do?" asked Jimmy, waving his the stick around like a conductor trying to conduct his orchestra to an ACDC tune.
Mr. Y was intrigued. "Yeah, let's see what that bad boy can do."
Jimmy held the stick high above his head and spoke loudly for the gathering audience of peers to hear. "SEE THAT CLOUD OVER THERE? I WILL MAKE IT DISAPPEAR."
The 7-year-old audience gasped in disbelief.
"BIBBIDY BOBBIDY BOO!" Jimmy squealed as he pointed the stick at the lone cloud on the horizon.
Mr. Y stared at the the mid morning sky and chuckled. "Uh, Jimmy. I think your stick is broken. That cloud is still there."
"Oh, did I shay THAT cloud, Mishter Y? I meant that cloud over there."
The audience turned to the spot in the sky that led from Jimmy's pointed finger.
"There's nothing over there, Jimmy. There's not a cloud in site." Mr. Y was stated disappointingly.
"YEAH, MISHTER Y! That's because I made it disappear!"
Mr. Y was not amused. "Jimmy, there wasn't a cloud over there to begin with."
"Well, there were clouds there yesterday. A MAGIC SHTICK! IT REALLY WORKS. A MAGIC STICK!!!"
Tomorrow: Jimmy and the Magic Stick - A True Story, Part II: Jimmy's Shoe. Episode 2: Magic Beyond the Clouds and in Rainbows.