"Miss, could you to be our new teacher?" Brenda asked.
"Sure honey and please call me miss Jeanie."
"Okay Miss Jeanie, I wish you were the new teacher of the classroom." Brenda wished.
Jeanie crossed her arms and nodded. There was a puff of smoke that enveloped her. When it cleared, Jeanie was now wearing more suitable clothes for a new teacher. Her hair was now in a very stylish bun as her face was adorned in average amounts of makeup. She now wore a pink top with a red pencil skirt and heels. She smiled at the class as they looked in astonishment of their new teacher.
"Hello, everyone" Jeanie announced. "I'm your new teacher, Ms. Masters." Her mind was instantly filled with all the knowledge she needed to be a teacher
"Wait a minute, what about me?" The former teacher Ms. Chan asked.
"Now, now, Ms. Chan", said Jeanie. "Be a good girl and take your seat." She folded her arms and nodded again. A new desk appeared among the students in another puff of smoke. In another puff, Ms. Chan suddenly found herself sitting at it with a backpack and everything else a student needed. Jeanie then turned to Brenda and smiled. "Thank you for a wonderful show and tell, Brenda. Now you can go back to your seat as we begin our lesson."
"Okay.", Brenda chirped, going back to her seat.
Jeanie looked through the teacher's lesson plan. She flipped through the book and looked at the rest of the class including Ms. Chan before looking at the plan again, putting her hand to her chin and humming. "Looks like we're supposed to...