A young child visited his grandparents and saw for the first time the Wizard of Oz.
His memories of the wicked witch scared him so that he could not sleep at bedtime. Grandpa and Grandma tried to assure the little boy that the witch was not real, but the boy could not be convinced.
They opened the closet in the bedroom to show him that no witch was hiding there, but the boy could not fall asleep. They opened all the closets throughout the house and looked under all the beds and behind all the curtains.
“There is no witch in this house!” they told him.
“I’m know the witch will come and get me,” the grandson said.
Grandma looked closely in her grandson’s eyes and saw his terror. She could see: the witch was real to her grandson. She went to the kitchen, got a plastic cup and filled it with water.
“When the witch comes,” she told him, “throw this water at her.”
She put the cup on his nightstand.
The boy smiled, exhaled, and fell asleep.
A nod to Ellen Handler Spitz for this story.