I read a book Witches. It has three chapters.
This story begins with a witch called Bess and an invitation to a party. Bess loved parties. There was just one problem. For example, Bess couldn’t remember where she had put her broomstick. She couldn’t fly without her stick and it was too far to walk. Then she had a great idea. She can turn someone into a house and ride to the party. She came across the old couple and she thought his wife was strong from carrying all those bags. She jumped out and threw her rope over the woman. At once, the woman turned into a house. Bess climbed onto her back. She cried giddying up. The husband didn’t notice that things. A long way away Bess has stopped. The house was worn out. And so she wore her shoes. At the next village, Bess took her to a blacksmith. With four new horseshoes, the horse was ready to go. At the party, the other witches pointed to the horse and laugh. But Bess didn’t mind. It was a wonderful party. All too soon, the party was over. The other witches flew off on their broomsticks. Bess met the man she had seen before. He was still carrying the heavy bags. And she had a good idea. She changed the house into a bag of gold climbed. With the house to carry him, the man was home in no time. He took the house to a stable. He took of the rope and jumped back with surprise. The horse had turned into his wife. She was pleased to see that being a horse hadn’t changed her too much. But there was one difference, which meant she couldn’t carry the bags anymore. From then on, every time they went shopping, her husband had to do it. He kept asking her to turn back into a horse, just to show him the secret. She never did.
Second story, early one morning, farmer Crumb and his wife set off to work in the fields. Their daughter Kate carried a picnic basket, full of food. They worked hard all morning. Kate ran off to the barn where she had hidden their picnic basket. But she reached the barn, Kate heard a strange sound. She peeked inside. A witch was lying in the hay, fast asleep. And she found the picnic basket. Kate was very angry because a witch ate the picnic basket. Kate snarled the witch, so she made Kate not say anything else. Farmer Crumb chased after the witch. She didn’t answer anything, just laughed. He and his wife took Kate home. But no one knew how to help. So they went to Rimpole, he is an old wizard who lived on a hill. Kate had to crawl to his house on her hands and knees. He stared into his crystal ball and the witch’s face appeared in the ball. He fetched toadstools, nails, mustard powder red berries and so forth. Then he added a splash of ketchup. He heated the brew until it bubbled gently. He shouted it was perfect. He looked into his crystal ball again. But the witch wasn't scared of anyone, especially Rimpole. As the brew began to bubble more fiercely, the wizard changed a spell. At once the cork flew out of the bottle and flames shot up the chimney. The wiped the smile off the witch's face. She began to look very worried indeed. She saw the flames creeping up on her. She squealed and began to run. And she promised to break the spell. As soon as the witch made her promise, Kate jumped to her feet. She wasn't a dog anymore. The family never saw the witch again. But after that, Kathe was always hid the picnic basket.
Third story is a story main character is Famer Jones had a big brown cow. Every day, she gave him five buckets full of the creamiest milk in the village. In the same village, there lived a greedy witch. She didn't have a cow, but she didn't love creamy milk. One day, she had an idea for a wicked spell. She began that the milk would be hers. Next morning, farmer Jones took the buckets of milk to his milk churn, as usual. But as he poured it, the milk just disappeared, not a drop was left. He was very furious. That won't bring the milk back. His wife decided to find out what the problem is. And she found the witch was pumping water at the village pump. It was their milk. Soon she told her husband about the witch. Next time he went to milk his cow, he took a big box with milk. He emptied the milk into the churn. It disappeared, just as before. But then he did something white powder. In the village, the witch filled her bucket with milk. She dipped her mug into it. But the milk began to bubble and froth. The witch began to splutter and cough. He added soap powder to it. Soon, the witch was burping bubbles. She never stole milk again.The all three story is a story about naughty witch. I was little shock because all witches do wrong things. I had longed witches, she can magic any time. If I could magic, I would like to make money and I do lose weight. But in fact it's too difficult to do. I have to effort more and more….I recommend this book. But someone who wants to do wrong things hadN7t better read it. Certainly you would be more wrong man. If I were a witch, I do make everyone happy. I wish I were a witch. (955words)
