Sally's Wart Nose Spell

 

“It’s my first day at spell school” Sally said

 

Feeling quite nervous she jumped out of bed

 

She dressed very quickly in her robe, cape and hat

 

Checked her face in the mirror “It’s a shame about that!”

 

The wart on her nose had not grown in the night

 

Had not grown at all. She had hoped that it might

 

All witches knew that the cleverest and the best

 

Had the biggest warts, yes; that was the test

 

A really wise witch could grow hair from her wart

 

A wart was the one thing all young witches sought

 

“There’s no need to worry” soothed Sally’s mum

 

“If you work hard at school your nose-wart will come.

 

I bet when you look at your classmates today,

 

that no-one will have a nose-wart on the way”

 

 

 

Feeling much better, to school Sally ran

 

“I’ll work hard at school. I know that I can!”

 

On entering her classroom she looked all around

 

There were wands, books and cauldrons and brooms to be found

 

She saw jars on the shelves with ingredients for spells

 

There were Newts, Frogs and Cats and even some Elves

 

And the other young Witches seemed friendly enough

 

They didn’t have nose-warts and didn’t seem tough

 

Sally knew at once that her mum had been right

 

But then Edith walked in. What a terrible sight!

 

A wart on her nose, oh how could that be?

 

Not a pimple, or spot, but a wart all could see

 

Upon entering the room with her wart big and round

 

Edith haughtily smirked. The class gazed at the ground.

 

 

 

Just like Edith, the class wanted to be

 

Sally thought “why couldn’t that have been me?”

 

To be friends with Edith was everyone’s aim

 

The whole of the class felt exactly the same

 

On seeing their faces, a proud Edith pouted

 

With her nose in the air she suddenly shouted

 

“To be friends with me, you must do as I say

 

If I’m not friends with you, then stay out of my way!

 

I don’t like you, you’re too skinny and tall

 

You can’t join me, you’re too ugly and small”

 

Sally quickly decided that Edith was mean

 

And to be her friend she wasn’t too keen.

 

But to fit in at school it must be so

 

Unless she could make her own nose-wart grow.

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

So she went home that night with a plan in her head

 

She must find a spell, when her mum was in bed

 

She needed to make her nose- wart grow long

 

There must be a spell? She just couldn’t go wrong,

 

Staying up through the night, she found a good spell

 

It was not quite for nose-warts, but would do just as well

 

She had to mix frog- spawn with whiskers of cat

 

And eyelash of newt but she couldn’t find that

 

She found eyelash of toad. That would just have to do!

 

Mixed up all together, with tomato sauce too.

 

Sally’s potion was ready, as day-break came

 

Rubbed on to her nose, but her nose stayed the same.

 

Later on in her class, her nose started to itch

 

Her nose wart was growing. What a lucky young witch!

 

 

 

Edith saw Sally’s nose and shouted out loud

 

“Look at her wart!” Sally felt very proud.

 

She felt her nose- wart grow heavy and big

 

She screamed when she saw a leaf, then a twig

 

“Oh no… it’s gone wrong! What will I do?”

 

As twig became branch and leaves grew on that too

 

The branches got bigger and reached to the floor

 

Poor Sally felt silly. Her nose was so sore.

 

Sally’s classmates all laughed. She tried not to cry

 

This was the last spell that Sally would try!

 

The Teacher looked up when hearing their cries

 

“A tree from a nose? Now that’s a surprise!

 

With a wave of my wand and a sprinkle of Potion

 

Change Sally’s nose back and stop that commotion!”

 

 

 

The class became quiet as Sally’s nose shrunk

 

 Her nose back to normal, no longer a trunk.

 

“What made you do that? ” her teacher said

 

“I wanted a nose like Edith’s instead”.

 

“But Sally, you must know her wart is not real

 

It’s molded from plastercine. What’s the big deal?

 

Nose- warts don’t grow by cheat or by spell

 

They grow from hard work and experience as well.”

 

The class glared at Edith, her face became red

 

Did I say it was real? She sulkily said

 

If it wasn’t for Sally, they would never have learned

 

That Edith’s was fake and nose-warts must be earned.

 

To be friends with Sally was now everyone’s aim

 

Except for Edith, the whole class felt the same.