Irene wants to be a witch. Children's stories

Every morning, Irene, dragged her heavy backpack and sad look in front of the costume shop before going to school. Every morning, Irene stopped to watch the mannequin dressed as a witch, who, with a threatening look, looked back at the other side of the window. And every morning he sighed before dra

Every morning, Irene, dragged her heavy backpack and sad look in front of the costume shop before going to school. Every morning, Irene stopped to watch the mannequin dressed as a witch, who, with a threatening look, looked back at the other side of the window. And every morning he sighed before dragging his heavy backpack towards the school. Irene dreamed of becoming a witch

. He wanted it every day, every night before going to sleep, every morning before entering class with his eyes downcast. Irene wanted to be a bad witch, the wart in the nose and wild hair, to scare children who did not understand. Irene dreams of being a witch to scare her fearsIrene wanted to have a book full of enchantments. If she had it, Irene would do the following:

1.

It would always be summer

, not to have to go to school (Irene had just changed country and did not finish adapting to the new language, French). 2.I would turn children into cats

(he loved cats). 3. I would get the fish to taste chocolate

(And Irene did not like fish at all). A day like any other, Irene stopped in front of the shop window of the costume shop and made her wish: I want to be a witch. And just as he was about to leave, he heard a laugh. It was not just a laugh, it was a real and authentic bad witch laugh. - Yes, yes, do not look at me like that. I'm the one who laughed - the witch spoke in a serious voice - Wow, you want to be like me ...

The witch asked him why he wanted to be like her and Irene told him everything: how little he liked to go to school,

how bad it was with his classmates

, how unpleasant he thought the taste of the fish ... - Well, one thing! This is no reason to become a bad witch for life ...And ended his sentence with some strange words that Irene did not understand. What he did know right away is that something had changed. The witch had turned her into a cat!

- No, no, no, no ... the cats have to be them ... not me! - complained to the witch.

- Bah! I am a bad witch and I do what I want. Or what did you think? What was going to help you? That's why I wanted you a fairy. You will be a cat until the spell is broken.

Irene learns a lesson about the importance of facing problems

Irne the cat headed towards the school. As soon as he saw her, a couple of classmates approached her ...

- Check that she catches prettier. What will you do here at school?

After a while, all the children in her class surrounded Irene, filled her with cuddles and wanted to play with her. They took her to class and left her in a corner, surrounded by comfortable cushions. It was so nice to be half asleep there, while the teacher was teaching math. The girl was surprised that now, as a cat, everyone paid attention. They even brought him fish ... and he liked the chocolate! Now that was weird. It really was very good cat. Cuando But when I was thinking that, Irene-cat, who was walking quietly through the schoolyard, heard some grunts and in the distance saw a huge German shepherd running towards her. Very scared, she climbed to the top of a tree. Irene-gata felt more fear than ever in her life. Still, he got rid of the dog.

Irene-gata began to wander the streets and without realizing it, she ended up doing the usual path and standing in front of the shop window of the costume shop. There followed the mannequin dressed as a witch.

- Wicked witch! Look what you have achieved! I almost ended up in the clutches of a dog ...

Irene-cat again heard the wicked laugh of the witch and her low voice.

- But you have overcome it, just as you will overcome your problems with school children. It's no use running away, or wanting to be a bad witch. To solve a problem there is only one solution: face them. So, I do not want to hear you complaining again in front of this shop window. Show those children that you are a girl as interesting and fun as them (or more). And he ended his sentence with strange words that Irene did not understand. What he did know right away is that something had changed. I was a girl again!

And the witch was a simple mannequin on the other side of the window. Irene went home thoughtful. She did not tell anyone about her experience as a cat, but that night, when Mom put the fish on the table, Irene ate it with gusto. It was delicious!