“That magician's a woman,” said
Perry. “How did she do that?”
“That
can’t be a woman,” replied Marcus. “Only men are magicians.”
Perry
and Marcus were nine year old, school friends who had their birthdays on the
same day. Their mothers had arranged a birthday party in the park, with a
magician to entertain the children.
“Women
can be magicians,” argued Perry. “Anyone can, if they learn how to
do tricks. I felt inside that top hat. There was nothing in
there. I saw the magician’s hands and men don't have beautiful
hands like that.”
“You
might be right. Where did the white dove come from?” asked Marcus. “The
magician’s sleeves were not large enough to hide a white dove.”
“Let’s and
see if the magician has a pocket,” suggested Perry. “I was named after
Perry Mason. I can figure
out any mystery, if I try hard
enough.”
“That’s
funny. My dad named me after Marcus Welby. He wants me to be a doctor. Marcus
Welby would be able to figure out the white dove mystery.”
“Let’s
do a magic trick of our own,” suggested Perry. “Then we will know for
sure.”
“Nothing
too crazy, right?” replied Marcus, with a grin. “I don’t want to get in
trouble.”
Perry
whispered something in his ear. Marcus laughed.
Sure
enough, it worked and moments later, the magician was heading for the women’s washroom, carrying the
white dove she had hidden in her pocket.
“See,
I told you that magician was a woman,” said Perry. “That chocolate ice cream
trick works every time. Not even a magician could hold a top hat, a piece of
birthday cake, a dish full of chocolate ice cream, a large glass of lemonade
and a white dove, all at the same time.”
“Maybe
she could, if she was a juggler,” replied Marcus. “Or, a doctor!”
“Maybe
next birthday, we'll have a juggler!”
“Right
on!”
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