Char's Corner

12/12/2024

03/27/2024

Sometimes, a witch gets bored. Sometimes a witch gets lonely. Her thoughts turn to childish laughter, and easy nibblings. So she festoons her hut, her little Homepage in the forest, with scandalous snacks and tempting baits, and soon the greedy ones come. But then, before she knows it, they are snatching her window-panes and gobbling up her roof, until she is literally eaten out of house and home! What is she to do? Back to her oven goes the witch, baking up more gingerbread to feed her voracious visitors. Pay attention to the stove fire, witch! If you don't keep it regulated around such flammable building materials, your whole life could end by going up in smoke! From this doleful tale, we learn three lessons. 1) Don't sacrifice your integrity for likes and attention. The guest who is willing to sift poppy seeds is more use than the one who just comes for the cake. 2) It's easier to light a fire than to put one out. Oh, it's fun to throw hexes and curses and malicious gossip - until the bricks come flying through your own window. 3) Gingerbread houses are structurally unsound! Stick to the chicken-legged hut, like your Baba, and her Baba, and her Baba before her. Whenever you crave company - you can always take it for a walk... Baba Yaga's Little Book Of Hut Maintenance, Or, Chicken Legs For The Soul.