Where Magic Comes From?

Once there was a girl who asked her grandmother a very speacial question.'Grandma,is there such a thing as magic?'
'Why,yes,my child.Yes,there is magic,'said the grandmother in surprise.
'Granma,where does magic come from?'Grandmother slowly smiled.Then she grab the little girl and tickled her tummy.Their laughter filled the room and bounced around the house.
'Child,do you know what that sound was?'
'Yes,granny,that was laughter.'
'That,my child, was magic.When you laugh it makes the fairies dance.'
'Really?Then the grandmother smiled lovingly at the little girl.The girl smiled back.
'Do you know what we are doing,child?'
'Yes,we are smilling.'
'It's magic .When we smile,it floats on the air to every one around us.Then they smile tooo.'
Then the little girl was brought outside.They laid down in the grass and stared at the clouds.
Tell me what do you see,child.'
'I see clouds,granma.'
It's magic,child.If you look,you can see anything you want in the clouds.Close your eyes,wish,and then look.You will find your wish up there.'
'Really?'
That night,when the little girl went to bed,the grandmother gave her a good night hug.'Do you know what that was?'
'It's a hug,granny.'
'That was magic,child.When you give someone a hug,you pass on love and protection.'
Then the grandmother pulled the blankets up and tucked the little girl in for the night.
'Now,can you tell me where magic comes from?'

'Yes,granny,''said the little girl with a sleepy yawn.''MAGIC comes from me..''


That's what someone told me today.Isn't that great?