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The Magical Workman Chapter 4: Starting the Journey

The Magical Workman Chapter 4: Starting the Journey

I know this is a bit later than promised but some stuff came up. This chapter is pretty short but enjoy.

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It was.........my mom (Tl:Trolololol)

She came bursting through the door and pounded into my dad knocking me and him onto the floor.

"See isn't he the smartest, he's only one and he's talking already" (Mother)

My father, hopefully a naturally sane person, had a look of dismay on his face.

"Calm down honey, I just got in the room" (Father)

And my mother being the slightly crazy and insane person she is picked me up and started shaking me crazily, shouting...

"SAY SOMETHING"

So I did.

"Mama"

But obviously since my mom is crazy, that wasn't the right thing to do as she started to shake me harder, eliciting a moan of terror from my mouth. Eventually my father got my insane mom to set me down, but by then it was far too late. I started to puke wildly all over his shirt. To say he wasn't happy was only the gist of it.

He started to talk to my mom about not doing that EVER again in a harsh tone, getting in return a whimper of sadness and a soft sorry in return.

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So anyways after that little adventure I wasn't normally all that happy when my mom was around me although she didn't act as crazy anymore.

Back to the main part I was one year old had a family blah blah blah. So anyways one day I found this book, and to my surprise it was actually a book about magic(There were pictures) but........ since its a different world I don't know the language.

So one day when my dad came home I asked him to read it to me.

He was surprised to day the least, more that I could talk rather than the fact that I asked him to read me a book about magic which is a bit weird if you ask me.

But instead of reading me the book he took it a step forward and asked

"Son do you want to learn how to read"

I was ecstatic, of course I wanted to be able read. If you teach me I could learn all about the stuff of this world and magic without having to ask you guys to read me the books or tell me. Of course though, I didn't say this all I said was

"Yes"

So my father started to teach me to read from that day onward, and later I started to do simple exercises such as running and jumping jacks, and my journey of life in this world started from that day forward.