It may sound strange to some of you, and you may find it hard to believe. But I could sometimes do magic, as a child. Seriously.
I’ll give you all just a couple of examples (because believe me, there are many, from my childhood at least).
When I visited my grandfather, I would want to find this neighborhood cat, to play with him. He was always hiding in the front yard of one of the houses on my grandfather’s block. But I never knew which. Anyways, I would do this special ritual. And it worked every time! Again, I’m serious.
This next one will really surprise you. When I would flip a coin as a child, it would always come up whatever side was upside in my hand. It’s true. I thought at the time this was no accident, because I thought that was just the way it worked (I was very naïve as a child ). Anyways, finally one day, my friend from across the street, “Danny”, made me a wager. I could have his 50¢ piece, if I could win a coin toss. The only stipulation was, he could toss it as many times as he wanted. Well, he tossed it, and I won every time, using the method I just described above. He was understandably flustered, until I explained it to him. He let me down, though, by explaining to me, why my assumptions were basically false. And the phenomenon ceased, after that. But can you imagine how many times this happened to me, before I found out? It boggles the mind, doesn’t it?
Also, once in high school, on Easter Sunday, I was listening to the radio. And every time I thought of it, the song Nice Girls, by Melissa Manchester came on. I didn’t miss it once, and I did it quite a few times, I know.
With that last one, I might have just been anticipating the time elapsed between each playing of the song. But still, it is kind of weird, I think.
Yeah, childhood is a magic time. You feel scared, and even terrified, in an uncertain world, you have no control of. So as a child, you use rituals, to appease the Fates. And sometimes it works! Now, as people get older, I think they sometimes fail to see the magic in the world. It’s kind of sad, when you think about it.
Do any of the rest of you have examples of what I am talking about, from your childhoods? Please take the time to post them now.