A Snicker of Magic
The Book (credits from Goodreads)
Midnight Gulch used to be a magical place, a town where people could sing up thunderstorms and dance up sunflowers. But that was long ago, before a curse drove the magic away. Twelve-year-old Felicity knows all about things like that; her nomadic mother is cursed with a wandering heart.
But when she arrives in Midnight Gulch, Felicity thinks her luck’s about to change. A “word collector,” Felicity sees words everywhere—shining above strangers, tucked into church eves, and tangled up her dog’s floppy ears—but Midnight Gulch is the first place she’s ever seen the word “home.” And then there’s Jonah, a mysterious, spiky-haired do-gooder who shimmers with words Felicity’s never seen before, words that make Felicity’s heart beat a little faster.
Felicity wants to stay in Midnight Gulch more than anything, but first, she’ll need to figure out how to bring back the magic, breaking the spell that’s been cast over the town . . . and her mother’s broken heart.
Normally, this is not how I write reviews. But, I don’t have anything to say about this except that, I felt that I connected so much with the story. Not because I wander like the Felicity and her family but more because of finding a home. Moving to another country like me and my kids did recently is as overwhelming as it was stressful. The amount of adjustment not only comes with the miles we travelled or the time difference from home. There’s the weather too, the lifestyle, the currency and of course the language. To fit in with the community that we chose to live is quite a pressure. I am like walking under the sun where there is too much brightness that I have to squint my eyes shut to be able to see. There is so much to take in just to get started. My husband tried so hard to make us feel like we never left home and for that I am soooo grateful. Just like how Cleo accommodated Felicity and her family for them to feel that home is where they belong. Like everyone else who is new to a community , I searched for fellow Filipinos in the area. Once or twice I spot a couple of Filipinos in the grocery. I made extra effort to be in their way and to smile extra sweetly hoping that it will strike a match to start a conversation. Apparently, I wasn’t that lucky. The best that I get is just a nod and a smile back. Life must have been so fast and time is quick here that to stop for a light talk may cause a huge delay. Well, these are the times where I wish that beedles like Jonah Pickett are true,-just like in this book. Felicity was so blessed to find a great friend that easy and has made her feel welcome. Like Felicity, I will never let go of the hope. Because hope pushed people to do more and be better.
Anyhow, they always say that immigrating is such a huge move it will take away your every breath and it did. But, a good friend told me that when I feel down and homesick, I have to count my blessings. The new house is perfect and the neighborhood is quiet and hopefully will continue to be safe. The next door neighbor is a man with a kid but he doesn’t have a wife, so that means I don’t have a lady to girl-talk with. However, he has a kid who instantly become my kids’ playmate. My family is complete and we don’t communicate over Skype or phone calls anymore from miles away. We can now sit and share dinner and talk on how our days went. I continue to pray that a snicker of magic will linger around us in our lifetime that these blessings will never end and for that I am always thankful.
Like Felicity, I will always value family… because family matters, family is everything and family is life.
P.S. – The ice cream flavors featured in the story sounds so yummy. I am always an ice cream lover and that book cover is colorful and beautiful.