The Wizard of Washington Square
By Jane Yolen
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David has just moved to New York City from Connecticut, and he’s a bit lonely. He hasn’t made any friends yet, and the city is so big. But one Saturday afternoon in Washington Square Park, David and his dog, D. Dog, meet a girl named Leilah. Leilah tells David that there’s a wizard in the park—a wizard who lives under the Washington Square fountain. At first, David thinks Leilah is just making things up—until he encounters the real live wizard! Unfortunately, the wizard’s spells work at the most inconvenient times, and he accidentally turns David’s dog into a marble statue. Before the wizard can change D. Dog back, a sneaky antiques dealer grabs the statue and races uptown to sell it. Can David’s new friends help him get D. Dog back? This ebook features a personal history by Jane Yolen including rare images from the author’s personal collection, as well as a note from the author about the making of the book.
Jane Yolen
Jane Yolen is one of the most distinguished and successful authors for young readers and adults in the country. She is the author of more than 200 books--including Briar Rose, Sister Light, Sister Dark, Owl Moon, and the immensely popular The Devil's Arithmetic. Her books have won awards including the Caldecott Medal, two Nebula Awards, the World Fantasy Award, the Jewish Book Award, and two Christopher Medals. SFWA named her the 2017 Damon KNIGHT MEMORIAL GRAND MASTER for her contributions to the literature of Science Fiction and Fantasy. She lives in Hatfield, Massachusetts.
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The Wizard of Washington Square - Jane Yolen
To Begin Before the Beginning
DEEP IN THE HEART of New York City is a tiny park called Washington Square. It is two blocks long and two blocks wide—which is why it is called a square. On one side, under hovering maple trees, are stone tables inlaid with chess boards. And every nice day in the spring, summer, and fall—and on some bad days as well—the old men of Greenwich Village come out to play.
On the other side of the Square are two tiny playgrounds. And every nice day in the spring, summer, and fall—and on some bad days as well—the children of Greenwich Village come out to play.
Midway between these two sides is a circle. And in the circle is the fountain. Around this circle in the Square, on the fountain’s low wall, young men with beards and young women with long hair sit and sun themselves and sing. They do this in all kinds of weather in the spring, summer, and fall. And in the winter, too.
And in the very middle of the fountain, although not very many people know it, lives the Wizard of Washington Square.
It is true, he has often been seen. But because he has a beard and long hair, he is sometimes mistaken for one of the young men and women of the fountain. Or, because his beard and hair are white, it is sometimes thought, by people who do not know better, that he is one of the old men who play chess. And from the back, because he is only three feet high, he is sometimes mistaken for a child.
But he is none of these things. He is a wizard. And he lives in the fountain in the circle in the middle of Washington Square.
David and Leilah and D. Dog
DAVID WALKED SLOWLY PAST the chess players in Washington Square Park. He scuffed his shoes on the pavement and kicked at a fallen leaf. He tried balancing on the low wire fence between the grass and the path, but he kept falling off. Each time he fell off, he looked around, hoping someone would notice him. But the old men kept playing chess and never looked up. Then David tried walking on the grass, right by the keep off the grass sign. But the policeman on the beat had his back turned.
D. Dog, David’s Scottish terrier, raced around him in circles, nipping at his heels.
D. Dog,
thought David unhappily, is the only one in this whole park—in this whole city—who knows I exist. Who cares.
And, feeling very sorry for himself, which was something David could do exceptionally well, he walked slowly toward the fountain in the middle of the square.
As he walked, he pulled a rubber ball out of his back pocket. It was shiny and unused. Because,
thought David, I have no one to use it with—except D. Dog.
He threw it into the air with ease. His throwing arm had been appreciated in Connecticut, where David had lived until a week ago with his mother and father and three sisters. But it was definitely not appreciated in New York—at least, as far as David could prove by the number of friends he had made in a week.
Not one,
David repeated in his thoughts, not one person cares.
And he threw the ball to D. Dog.
D. Dog jumped into the air, snapping at the ball with his teeth, but he missed. The ball hopped, skipped, and bounced over the low retaining wall, rolled past the wading children, and ended up in the center of the fountain. It stopped there, resting against the silver sprayer.
Now D. Dog, as David knew, was a brave dog under almost any circumstance. But water was definitely one of the almosts. As might be guessed from his matted coat, D. Dog was a coward when it came to water. He just stood at the edge of the fountain and barked.
Well, now you’ve done it,
said David angrily to D. Dog. How can I get it out unless they turn off the fountain?
By they, David meant all the mysterious people who run the parks and clean the playgrounds and turn on the street lamps at dusk.
D. Dog barked again.
David ignored the question in that bark, which meant, Why don’t you fish out the silly ball yourself?
David felt exactly as D. Dog did on a number of subjects—water and dog biscuits, for example. They both hated the first and loved the second. Besides, David was fully dressed.
Maybe one of the kids will bring it back,
David thought. He thought that anyone under the age of ten was a kid. David was eleven, himself.
I’ll get it for you,
came a voice from behind them.
David turned around. A girl just about his age was standing there in a bathing suit, carrying a large bath towel. Her black braids were caught up on top of her head, making her look old and wise. A girl, thought David. It would be! He had no use for silly gigglers. Always talking about adventures and never wanting them once they came.
I’m Leilah and I’m going into the fountain anyway,
the girl said. I’m going to talk to the Wizard.
Wizard?
David asked, puzzled. Wasn’t that just like a girl to think of a story like that. "Wizards only happen in fairy tales. And only girls read fairy tales."
A wizard,
said Leilah calmly, is just exactly who you believe he is.
"Well, who in the world told you