"A MAGIC SHTICK, A MAGIC SHTICK!" Jimmy screeched as Mr. Y walked out the first grade doors and onto the playground.
"Another one? Haven't we gone through this? I thought we determined that our school's magic sticks were broken?" Jimmy's teacher was adamant that this charade stop.
Jimmy was determined to prove his magical powers. "But Mr. Y, this one worch. It really worch!"
Mr. Y decided to give him a chance. "Alright Jimmy. Let's see what you've got."
Jimmy looked around frantically, searching for something he could make disappear. Finally, he stared at his feet.
"Mr. Y., I am going to make my shoe disappear. MY SHOE!"
"Now you've got my interest, Jimmy. Let's see it."
Jimmy took his new and improved magic stick and swung it around his head like an monkey that has just been given 32 ounces of Rock Star.
"BIBBIDY, BOBBIDY, BOO!"
Jimmy then kicked his shoe high in the air - across the swing set and over the climbing bubble.
"SHEE MR. Y! MY SHOE. DISAPPEARED!"
Mr. Y laughed a hearty teacher laugh and then replied, "Jimmy, I don't think so. I can see your shoe right over there."
Jimmy looked confused and looked around as if he had no idea what happened to his shoe. "Whatcha mean, Mr. Y? I made it disappear. A MAGIC SHTICK!"
"I can see your shoe, right there." Mr. Y said as he pointed at the shoe that was lying helplessly in the grass.
Jimmy's eyes finally found his kicked shoe. Suddenly a look of amazement and bewilderment spread over his face.
"MISTER Y! YOU ARE MAGICAL. YOU MADE MY SHOE... REAPPEAR!"
Ah, Jimmy.
25 comments:
Poor Jimmy!!! ;o) (Or should I say poor Mr. Y!)
So, you brought your magic stick to work, too? Great idea!
Jimmy was one clever kid!
Man, could you use this power and make my sanity reappear? I seem to have made mine disappear…
What a great story and ending! How can you argue with that?
"Hearty" teacher laughs are the best teacher laughs...
Not only do you have trees but you have grass on your play ground? Oh I am so jealous. We have one of those 'all seasons' playgrounds....
Jimmy needs his own sitcom. What an imagination!
Mr. Y is a bubble burster. But I'm glad he heartly laughed.
Jimmy is a shhweetheart.
BTW...venison. ;o)
Why can't you just go along with the kid on this one?
Or better yet, make him think he really did cause something to disappear.
"OUCH Jimmy! I think you missed when you were trying to make the cloud disappear and you pointed that magic schtick at me instead, because I seem to be missing my spleen!"
FYI, if we hadn't moved, my son Max would be in your class next year. He has a herd of imaginary mischevious animals that go with him everywhere.
You're probably glad that we moved.
Couldn't Mr. Y just pretend that it's a magic schtick??????
I need a magic shtick... maybe it could do something about that frozen turkey in my fridge.
He's quick :)
Clever boy! I am always amazed at the way kids minds work!
Kids. So creative. :)
Who needs an magic stick when Mr Y is around
Isn't it great that he's now including you in his magic?
It's definitely a little jimmy Kimmel for sure.
Keep in touch with that weirdo kid. It might pay off big time for you later in life.
Cute story part II. Love your stories.
I'd like Jimmy to stop over here, I have some stuff that needs to magically disappear. :o)
Take care and I hope you had a great Thanksgiving. God Bless!!!
I need a magic stick...
SHtick! Shtick! Wait, I can't remember where I was going with this...
Sadly Jimmy reminds me of ME! My shoes pop off at very inconvenient times. I try to tell people it is magic, but they know better. The only magic is how fast people evacuate the area. W.C.C.
I want a magic stick...oh the power I'd have >8OD
I think I could talk to Jimmy for hours! Loved this cute story.
It's clear that your magical powers are not to be doubted. Even by you. I wonder if you could make the magic stick disappear.
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