My Magic Medicine
Neve, Age 8, Vancouver, BC
I wanted to make a special medicine so I could fly. The only problem was that I didn’t know how to make the medicine. So I went to a library to find a book.
I looked through many different books and finally found one. It had an old leather cover that was tattered in places. It looked well read. I took it out.
The second I got home I started to read. When I opened the book the pages were all torn and some were even missing. I looked for the ingredients. They were: toilet water, dust, pollen, foam from a fire extinguisher, lead, ink, erasers and . . . the last ingredient had been torn off the page! Oh no, I thought. How am I going to make the medicine? I was determined to find that last ingredient.
I jumped on my bike and raced back to the library. The librarian was a creepy old woman with grey hair. Her eyes shone like yellow cats' eyes in the dim-lit library. All my friends were scared of her, including me, but this time I wasn’t. I ran in. When I got to the front desk I took a deep breath, and asked an assistant for the librarian. She came.
I asked, “Do you keep pieces of paper that have been torn off books?”
“Of course not,” she said.
I was very discouraged.
“But,” she said, “I might be able to help you if I know what book piece you’re looking for.”
So I told her. The only sounds that came from her mouth when I was telling her my story were “Mm” and “Ah.” When I finished, she said she could help me.
She told me to follow her, so I did. She took me down many stairs. I was very tired when we stopped. I collapsed into a heap on the only chair there was.
In front of me was a huge box with dials on it. I asked, “What’s that?”
As I was admiring the box, she said, “It’s a time machine.”
“Wow!” was all that came out of my mouth. When I finally got my breath back I asked, “What’s it for?”
“Well,” the librarian said, “when something from a book is missing I go back in time and find the book before it had been ripped or torn.”
I gasped, “That’s what it’s for?”
The librarian nodded.
“S-so,” I stammered. “You’re going to take me back in time?”
“Yes,” she said. “Meet me here tomorrow at twelve o’clock and we’ll go.”
. . .
We stepped into the time machine. The librarian pressed a couple of buttons and the time machine started whirling up and down. When it stopped, it was pitch black. The librarian turned on the lights. When I saw what was outside the window it looked magical.
The librarian said, “Welcome to the Land of Magic.” We stepped out
into a beautiful world where the bushes and trees looked like they were
made of gold.
Through great oak doors I saw the biggest library of all. We went
inside and walked along the many shelves. The books looked marvellous
with all their bright colours. There were all sizes of books – big,
small and in the middle. We got straight to work.
. . .
At first nothing happened. Then I started to lift off the ground. Flying was an exquisite feeling! I flew over to the library. I thanked the librarian and she said, “It’s just a secret between you and me.”
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