It was once a wicked witch who lived on the outskirts of a city, specifically in a bad corner, where there grew only weeds and plants and junk. The house was ugly and built in a tree which could fall broke. Besides the bad witch, the city seemed absolutely normal. Many children living there and preparing to celebrate the first of June. Witch hate so much trouble that day and that "nothing good for snotty children with dirty tops and annoying attitude" thought they had the right to anything. She was satisfied with Halloween night, that gave her the chance to stick them and scare them to death.
But children were feared of her. They were lacking the enormous courage to go in front or her house, God forbid to have glimpse of her face on the window.
Witch was old and ugly, tangled hair and a white frock and black, old and broken and worn shoes and some kind skinned.
She had a black and violent raven sitting on her left shoulder, which she had always with her. All children were astonished to see her in the days of June 1, but it was strange that June 1 was the only day of the year when the witch wear a rose in her hair and baked cookies.
No one understands why. That is until, on June 1 that was, the children made of gingerbread jack with little notes and left one in her mail box, wanting to understand how if she hates the 1st of June, however, is the only day that is strangely different (in the better way).
And said and done! Witch receive the package and took the basket down, thinking that children were begging her to give them some cookies, as always happens, or it can kids make fun of it, as it happens and previous years.
But this year something was different, children have left a note in the cart that was saying "Dear Mrs. Witch, first we want to tell you honestly that we did regret the way we behaved in the past years! Perhaps you are an old lady who can eat children's noses and maybe you aren't a nasty old woman just because you are bad witch! We were afraid of you, Mrs. Witch, but we want to become friends and to play football together. Maybe we'll be good friends and who knows, maybe you can use your magic broom to score a goal and we could win! Signed, the children of our city! PS: We hope to taste the gingerbread and read the little note."
Witch was surprised and ate a cake, and read one of the notes. It says: "Age does not matter as long as the soul does not want! Be yourself as you felt it. " Witch turned to stone! She couldn't believe her eyes. She always regretted that the tradition in her family, witches never have had more than a few childhood years, not like these children who nowadays enjoy a long childhood. This was because of her anger and hatred that she use to have against children, but was touched by their gesture and the little notes so she had decided to called to invite everyone at the table and served them with a cake with three floors and several mini-sandwiches and pastries and they weren't scared. In fact, they even broke the spell and the witch has changed.
Her house had become a large villa, the garden was blooming and butterflies flew over, her hair became long beautiful blonde and combed, and broken black dress turns into a fairy dress, and a white, sweet and gentle bunny has appeared instead of the black raven. And around her neck was a beautiful necklace which looked like the blue waves of the see.
Her house had become a large villa, the garden was blooming and butterflies flew over, her hair became long beautiful blonde and combed, and broken black dress turns into a fairy dress, and a white, sweet and gentle bunny has appeared instead of the black raven. And around her neck was a beautiful necklace which looked like the blue waves of the see.
Witch, or rather good young woman said smiling and putting his hand on the collar: "Let's play football together as you wanted!" Children did not understand much, but felt so good with their new friend and they all reached a conclusion: "gestures made by children are honest and can save you from the most difficult situations."
Later 'witch' had open a school of magic, where she teaches kids to make spells and have fun together. Children were thinking to how many wonderful things would be lost if they were not listen to their hearts and do what they commanded.
Conclusion: Children think and act with their hearts of children and do great things in this way. Grown up people disobey their children's souls because that have forgotten their own and they will always forget unless a child will remember them how important it is to do what you want and love to do instead of complaining that you do not have that age any longer.
