Do You Believe in Magic?

Do you believe in MAGIC?  If looking through the lens of a child your answer surely is Y.E.S!  A special event took place recently here in St. Louis at The Magic House, entitled Tea with Cinderella.  It was the beginning of spring, a new season had begun and if you dared to touch air you might feel a charge…a zip, a zap.  Electricity bounced from innocent young ‘ladies’ who skipped along in their best fairy-tale finery.

Once inside, waiters wearing red jackets greeted guests, reminding me of those depicted in Disney’s, Beauty and the Beast.  At the end of the isle, a glowing grand ballroom waited with windows of painted panes high to the ceiling.  Tables of round danced in flowing cloths to the floor while silver pots of tea sat next to matching vessels of pink lemonade.  In the center were china bowls of sugar cubes sparkling in the sun and at every place setting a cardboard crown waited to be decorated with colorful gems.

Joining me that morning was my oldest grand-daughter together with her mama.  Like many others at our table, she was barely able to contain her excitement.  To think she’d soon get to meet the REAL Cinderella!  She jumped up and down with gritted teeth of smiles or squealed with abundant anticipation.  Arranging her jewels while fluffing a fuchsia tutu of sequins, she wondered aloud when the magic was about to begin.

“Where’s Cinderella, Grandma?  Please, I want to meet Cinderella,” she pleaded, again and again and again!

Suddenly, in the foreground of the room poor Cinderella was seen scrubbing dingy brick floors while Fairy Godmother read excerpts from a beautiful book plopped atop her lap. Before anyone could shout Bippity-Boppity-Boo, magic happened.  With sweeps of a silver wand a new Cinderella appeared in a beautiful sky blue satin ball gown together with her handsome Prince Charming.  There, they waltzed to the familiar music that  every little girl dreams about.

No, it wasn’t midnight when Tea with Cinderella ended…..Still, girls of young and even those of ‘older’ glistened with sprinkles of fairy dust.  Yes, magic is real and dreams do come true.