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Abra Cadabra and the Tooth Witch.(story and illustrations by Nurit Karlin)

The Tooth Witch was bored. She worked every night. Her job was to collect the baby teeth that children lose as they grow older.She would put them in her bag. The Tooth witch loved her work, and she did it very well. But after six hundred years of it, she was getting bored. "Every night the same old thing",she mumbled . ”It’s no fun anymore,“ she grumbled. She yawned. "This bag is too heavy".One night she dropped it. Losing the bag of teeth was a serious matter. The witches called a special meeting. They decided the Tooth Witch needed a helper. "Abra Cadabra! You help her!" "Me?" The Tooth Witch was disgusted."Look at you," she snorted. "You are not a real witch. You don't even have a broom!" Abra Cadabra wanted to know everything about her new job. "Why do we work at night?" She asked. "Because witches see better in the dark," hissed the Tooth Witch. Another night Abra Cadabra asked, "Don't we give the children anything in return for the teeth we take?" "Give them? Ha! " The Tooth Witch Growled."We just take." Abra Cadabra thought that was wrong. She started filling her pockets with presents. Every time she collected a tooth, she left a surprise in its place.One night they stopped to rest. "The bag is almost full." said Abra Cadabra,"What will we do with all these tooth? " The Tooth Witch chortled. "We throw them in flower beds and they grow into rocks" She started to laugh. She laughed...and laughed...and... Ooops! Breaking a broom was even more serious than losing a bag of teeth. The witches decided the Tooth Witch needed a vacation. They sent Abra Cadabra to bring back the bag of teeth that was left on the moon. On her way, Abra Cadabra thought about the teeth and the rocks,"There must be something better to do with all these lovely teeth", then she smiled, "Of course!" Dipping into the bag, she scattered the teeth across the sky. When she was done, the night lit up with stars. Her dress was sparkling white. She had growned a pair of wings. The broom had turned into a wand. She plucked a star and put it on the wand. She became a fairy. The Tooth Fairy. And there was nothing the witches could do with it.