Narration: Mom used to say that everybody has their something. A special thing that makes them well... them.  For some kids their something is sports and for some kids their something is art. For some kids their something is music. Maybe not these kids.. but A for effort! When I was seven, mom got sick and.. then it was just me and dad. I thought I had lost everything... but then, I had found my something! (*pause for a little bit*) It turns out MY something... was magic.

Hopeful/Wishful: I wish I just had a little control over the WACKO animals I turn into. 

Inspiring/ Bold: NO! I thought- "I can do magic and that's cool as HECK!" And I still think that. Even if it's wonky, even if it's weird, even if it's not- The Sage way. I'm never gonna be magic the Sage way. None of are! And you know what? I. Don't. Care! I can magic my way. We all can. We can all be magic our way!