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Amanda Weldon (0:01)
Hello. Welcome to Stories Podcast. I'm your host, Amanda Weldon. Today's story is called the Wizard's Apprentice, a story inspired by the classic poem by Johann Wolfgang von Goethe written for you by Daniel Hines. We have Stories Podcast merch, available@storiespodcast.com shop. We're also on Cameo for all of your personalized video message needs. And don't forget to follow us on Instagram oriespodcast. If you send us a drawing of your favorite scene or character, we'll share it on our feed. Now, here's a word from our sponsors. Summer break is here and while kids are excited to hit pause on school, as a parent, you might be wondering how to keep their minds active without killing the summer vibe. Whether your child is trying to catch up, stay sharp or get a head start. IXL can make learning a seamless part of summer. IXL is an award winning online learning platform that fits perfectly into your homeschool routine even during summer. It offers interactive practice across math, language arts, science and social studies. Adapting to your child's level to provide the right challenge at the right time, IXL helps kids stay curious, motivated and confident even outside of the traditional classroom. IXL's interactive practice, step by step video tutorials and easy to navigate layout make it a natural fit for your summer learning goals. No rigid structure here. Whether your child is reviewing third grade math or jumping into sixth grade reading, IXL meets them where they are and lets them move at their own pace. Between the awards, challenges and little moments of celebration, IXL makes it easy to keep learning light and engaging even in the summer heat. Make an impact on your child's learning. Get IXL now and stories. Podcast listeners can get an exclusive 20% off IXL membership when they sign up today at ixl.com dragon Visit ixl.com dragon to get the most effective learning program out there at the best price.
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Thanks. Enjoy the episode the Wizard's Apprentice Once upon a time, in a distant tower, in a distant kingdom, there lived a wizard. He was exactly what you want when you want a wizard. Pointy hat? Check. Flowing robes? You know it. Magic wand, baby. His wand was so magic it practically sizzled when you touched it and a beard. This guy's beard was nearly down to the floor, all of it beautiful snowy white, and he only trimmed it when he started to trip. His name was also properly wizardish, in that it was a little wild, and over the top he went by, get this. Starwolf the Wonder. Yeah, it's a strange name, but you can't deny it's magical as all get out. But Star Wolf the Wonder didn't live alone. Because once upon that same time, in that same distant tower, in the same distant kingdom, there was a distant basement with a distant bed and some all too close spiderwebs. In the bed slept the wizard's apprentice. He was eager to learn, but wasn't exactly what you'd want in an apprentice. His hat. Well, the point was always bent crooked, and half the time he forgot it in his room. Flowing robes. Maybe at one point, but since his last growth spurt, his shimmery blue robes only fell to his ankles, and they frequently had mustard stains that he couldn't quite magic away a beard. He was trying. Honestly, he was, but the beard didn't want to meet him halfway. All he could manage was a thin layer of peach fuzz on his cheeks and the barest whispered hint of a mustache when you looked at it in just the right light. And a magic wand? Forget it. Wands were too powerful for apprentices, especially ones as bumbling as this. At least the apprentice's name was properly wizardish, since he got to pick it himself. He went with the Bastion of Brilliance, thinking it sounded cool and clever and would shorten to Bastion, which is a good, strong name, of course. Star Wolf the Wonder couldn't be bothered to say the long name every time he called his apprentice, and even Bastian grew tiresome, so he eventually shortened it to just the initials Bob. He would bellow, his magic carrying his voice all through the tower, just. Just as clear as if he were standing beside you and Bastian. Bob would spring up from whatever book he was reading to run up the eight flights of cunningly curved stone steps. Yes, Master, he'd say, reaching the top of the stairs, breathing hard. The herb garden is starting to grow weeds. I can't have weeds mixing with my alchemical components. Get out there and take care of it. Yes, Master, Bob would say. And then he'd go outside and spend the afternoon hunched over in the sun, pulling weeds and carting them to compost. It always annoyed Bob that most of his training seemed to consist of manual labor and reading old books, but he really did want to be a good wizard. So he kept at it, even though in his heart he knew if his master wanted, he could weed the entire garden with a single wave of his wand. One day he was reading a book called 101 Magical Ways to Use youe Leg Hair in Spells when he heard a terrible creaking. C C Rash. Followed by the familiar bellow. Bob Starwolf the Wonder bellowed. Bob threw down his book and ran up the winding steps. When he burst into the wizard's room at the top of the tower, he slipped and nearly tumbled down the stairs. Luckily, the wizard waved his wand and gave him a gentle push on the back to keep him upright. Bob looked down to see what he had slipped in and found the entire floor was coated in a slick salmon slime. Salmon like the color, not like the fish. Which is important when discussing slimes, of course. What happened? Bob asked. He made his careful way to the wizard, his steps squelching and slipping. Oh, I was working on a new potion and I got the ingredients wrong, star Wolf, the wonder said. Or maybe my glass had a crack. Did you crack my glass when you washed it? No, Master, said Bob, and he was telling the truth. He had cracked a beaker when he first started, and the wizard had made him glue it back together one shard of glass at a time. It took him two weeks, and he never made that mistake again. Hmph, said Star Wolf in a tone that said, I don't believe you but don't care enough to hear your side of the story. Well, I need to take a trip into town regardless. I'm short of some herbs we can't grow here, and I could use more animal parts from the Swamp Witch. He grabbed his traveling cloak, which looked just as magnificent as his regular robes, and swirled it over his shoulders. I feel like taking a walk, so I'll be a few hours. While I'm gone, I want you to mop up every bit of this mess. You understand me? Bob looked down with horror. The sticky Slurpee salmon slime was covering every inch of the stone. It was even starting to drip down the stairs, slow and thick as honey, but dripping all the same. Yes, sir, bob said without much conviction. He could probably mop the floor clean, but he doubted he could get it done in a few hours. Still, he had to try, or he could get turned into an owl and forced to keep mice out of the wizard's barn. That's what Star Wolf said happened to his last apprentice. He was probably joking, but Bob didn't want to take that chance. All Right. Get to it then, starwolf said. And then, in a puff of smoke, he disappeared. This is really going to stink, said Bob to himself. He squelched his way back to his basement, where he got the mop and bucket and then filled it with water from his sink and trudged back upstairs. The slime was even slimier somehow, and it was fully covering the top three steps. Why can't wizards just make normal messes? He said to himself as he sloshed water onto the floor. Most places people spill water or juice if it's bad, but no, wizards are always spilling potions that stick to your shoes or make your fingernails turn into scales for a week. Or grow feathers in your nose, if you're wondering. Yes, all of those things happened to poor Bob, and it seemed like his luck wasn't getting any better because no matter how hard he mopped, the slime wouldn't come up. He slopped and mopped and finally stopped and dropped into the wizard's chair. An hour of work and all he'd managed to do was clean one tiny section of floor. This is impossible, he said, throwing the mop back into its bucket with a splash. No one could get this clean. Even the wizard would need his wand. Bob trailed off. Even as he complained, he noticed something incredible. The wizard had left his wand on his desk. As long as Bob had lived in the tower, which felt like a good long time now, he had never once seen the wizard without his wand. It would be like forgetting your hands when you left the house. It just didn't happen. Bob looked around, worried the wizard was going to jump out and catch him, but he was totally alone in the tower. He gave me an impossible job, he mused to himself, working up some courage. I basically need to borrow the wand to get it done. He reached out and touched the wand lightly, like it might bite him. The solid wood of it rolled across the desk and came to a stop without turning into a snake or shooting sparks or anything like that. Bob reached out and picked it up, wincing as he did. Still, nothing blew up, and he gave a small smile. The wand. He could feel the power running down his arm like crackling lightning. Finally, it was time to try some real magic. Now for a quick ad break. We'll be back with the rest of the story after this. If you'd like Stories Podcast and other favorite kid podcasts Ad free. Subscribe to Wondery Kids on Apple Podcasts.
