I became a magician by accident. When I was nine I learned how to make a coin 1. At first the magic wasn't any good; it was just a bad2 I spent hours each day 3 in the bathroom, running through the secret 4 in front of the mirror
One day I made the coin disappear on the playground. What a miracle(奇迹)! Dozens of people were 5. I showed the coin to everyone. Then it disappeared. The kids 6 and laughed. It was great. Everyone went 7.
The teacher on duty crossed the playground to 8 more about it. Mrs. Tanner was a(n) 9 woman who controlled her class with an appetite(欲望)for 10 students She marched toward me and 11 to know what was going on.
The coin disappeared for her too. "Do it again," she said angrily, and I did. My hands were 12, but when I looked up, everything had 13. I would remember the look on her face — the look of wide-eyed, open-mouthed 14.
I kept seeing my teacher's face — the strict look 15 into great wonder and joy 16. The kids' too. They had been 17 immediately from an indifferent(冷漠的)pack of creatures into real people. When the 18 of worry or pain had gone, the faces that shone without it were 19.
Magicians get to see people at their very best, and in this transformation we can see what can only be described as real, actual 20.
