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Magic
E. C. Osondu

Once when I was in primary school, the famous magician Professor Peller was coming to my school to perform. I asked my mother for a penny to go watch the performance.

“Magic is not good; I will tell you something that happened to me and my friends when we were at the teacher’s college,” my mother said. “I once went with my friends to watch Doctor Seven Seven, the popular magician in my time. We sat in the front row enjoying some of his tricks like bringing out eggs from the air. Suddenly Dr Seven Seven asked for a volunteer. He said he would pay the volunteer fifty pounds. One of my friends from school volunteered and jumped on stage. He explained that he was going to use her for one of his famous tricks. He would cut her up with a saw and put her together again. The ignorant and greedy girl agreed. The magician tied her up and began to cut her up with a saw. He cut off her hands and her legs and then her head. At this point some people in the audience fled. After cutting her up, he began to conjure and call on the girl’s soul to return to her body. For over three hours, he intoned in his magician’s voice for her to be made whole but nothing happened.

We left the theater and returned to school without the girl. For three days the magician worked his magic on her, pleading for her soul to return to her body. By this time there were flies all over the theater, it stank of death. Finally the girl stirred and life returned to her body which had joined up the way it was before he cut her up. When the girl returned to school, we all began to avoid her. When we returned to school in the new term, she did not return.”

After this story I never asked my mother for money to go watch anything again. I simply took the money from her purse.

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Posted by kelly danielson [ icecold632002@yahoo.com ] on Friday, January 12th, 2007 at 3:35 PM
very funny...this reminds me to not waste lengthy explainations of why my girls CANT do something and just bow to their needs if there is no harm going to come from their activities.

Posted by Donia Carey on Tuesday, February 6th, 2007 at 10:58 AM
Very strange and funny tale. I love the cynicism of the last sentence--a lesson learned, but not the one the mother intended!



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