The Witches

Title: The Witches

Author: Ronald Dahl

This week I was reading about a group of witches that are meeting in the same hotel as the boy with his grandmother. At the beginning of the book the grandmother was explaining to the boy that there is one witch called The Grand High Witch. She is the most powerful witch. She is the boss of all witches. But she is never staying on one place so no one can find her. She is touring the world and she is making meetings with all witches in each country.

The boy was training his mice in the big room where the witches were supposed to meet. He didn't know about the meeting. Suddenly, he heard women voices. He tried to escape from this room but the doors were closed. He went behind the big screen and continued his mouse training while there was a meeting. He though that this is just a normal meeting between ladies. No one saw him but he could hear each word that the women were saying.

He knew, from his grandmother, that the witches are wearing gloves. He also knew that the witches have wigs because they don’t have real hairs. He even knew that all witches don’t have toes. Their feet have square end. Witches also have slight blue tinge on their teeth and blue spit. They use their spit to write with it. They also have big nose-holes. The boy also knew that all witches don’t have fingernails. Instead fingernails, they have curvy claws, like a cat and so, they are wearing those gloves to hide their claws.

The boy looked around for all these things and he saw the gloves, the wigs, and the square end of their feet, the spit, the big nose-holes and the curvy claws. He recognized that those ladies are all witches. He listened carefully. The witches were talking about one poison that is making every child a mouse. As we all know, witches hate children. Because of that, those witches are making “Formula 86 Delayed Action Mouse-Maker”. After making the poison, the witches will put it into a chocolate candy and then they will sell them to children. When a child buys this candy he will still feel alright. However, on the next morning at nine o’clock he will starts feeling weird and he will return into a mouse for twenty seconds.

That’s what I red so far. Here is my unknown word:

“We won’t, Your Grandness! We are afraid we won’t!” chanted the ancient ones.

chanted - a short, simple melody, especially one characterized by single notes to which an indefinite number of syllables are intoned, used in singing psalms and in church services.