'Zelda rides a broomstick!'
'Zelda's got a bat-friend!'
'Zelda smells like toadstools!'
'Witch! Witch! Witch!'
It was bad enough when I was eleven years old. But if they sniff me out now, it'll be a disaster.
Zelda Stitch isn't much of a witch - she's hoping she'll make a better primary school teacher. But if the vice principal finds out about her, her dream will go up in a puff of smoke.
Keeping her magic secret isn't the only trouble bubbling in Zelda's classroom: there's wild-child Zinnia, lonely Eleanor, secretive Phoebe (who MUST be a spy for her aunt, the vice principal!) and a hairy, eight-legged visitor called Jeremy. Not to mention the nits...
With NO HELP AT ALL from her disagreeable cat Barnaby, Zelda must learn to be a better teacher, a better friend and a better witch - even if that means taking broomstick lessons.
From a house bursting with enchanted cinnamon doughnuts to a crazy collision with a giant inflatable slide, Zelda's diary of her first term is a cauldron full of laughs.
