The Psychic Megan Series
A Spirit Guide, A Ghost Tiger and One Scary Mother!
The Psychic Megan Series consists of twenty-four novelettes about a young girl's growing realisation that she is able to do things that none of her family can. Megan is twelve years old in the first volume. She has two seemingly insurmountable problems. Her mother is frightened of her daughter's latent abilities and not only will not help her but actively discourages her; and she can’t find a teacher to help her develop her supernatural, psychic powers. For she wants not only to know what it is possible to do and how to do it, but to what end she should put her special abilities. Megan is a good girl, so it would seem obvious that she would tend towards using her powers for good, but it is not always easy to do the right thing even if you know what that is.
These stories about Megan will appeal to anyone who has an interest in psychic powers, the supernatural and the paranormal and is between the ages of ten and a hundred years old.
Megan’s Garden (volume 15): In Megan’s Garden, our psychic teenager seeks to apply what she has learned from the old Russian lady into practise. Her parents give her a free hand over the back garden, where she spends hours having fun every day. She remembers the wood nymph when she sees a Fairy Ring in her lawn, and tries to start a conversation with the Little People who she believes are tending her flowers.
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1 MEGAN IS INSPIRED
One afternoon, when Megan was sitting in the back garden of her friend and neighbour, Mrs. Temchenko, drinking black Russian tea and admiring the flowers, Megan asked, “So, you don’t mind if people call you ‘Babushka’?”
“No, not at all child, it gives me a warm feeling in my heart. It means ‘Grandma’ in Russian, so why should I mind?”
“I don’t know, I just thought it better to ask. If I said to an elderly lady in English ‘Excuse me, grandma’, I wouldn’t be sure how she would take it, but if I said to an old man ‘Excuse me, granddad’, I could be pretty sure he would get offended.”
“Yes, I see what you mean… perhaps it would be the same in Russia, it would be safer to call him ‘dyadya’ or uncle.”
“Oh, you couldn’t say that to a stranger here! You would have to say ‘Excuse me, sir’ or ‘Excuse me, mister’. Aren’t customs strange? May I call you Babushka as well? It sounds so much friendlier than Mrs. Temchenko.”
“Yes, Megan, I would like that. You would be the first person in the world ever to have called me that to my face. I have no family in this country… and perhaps I have no family in Russia any longer either… I have no way of knowing.”
Megan watched sadness take a hold of her both in her features and in her Aura.
“You know, when I talk to myself, it is still in Russian even after all these years, so if I accidentally call you dyevotchka or dyevushka, they are only the Russian words for a female child, a girl. You won’t mind will you?”
“No, Babushka, I would like to learn some Russian.” Tears formed in Mrs. Temchenko’s eyes and she dabbed at them with her hanky.
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Dutch
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Already translated.
Translated by Luc Wyn
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Author review: Another perfectly formatted perfect translation from Luc. |
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German
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Already translated.
Translated by Alexandra Hirsch
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Author review: Alexandra did a great job. |
