sabrina the teenage witch season 1 friend

Cambridge, Ontario - unlike Sabrina Spellman's New England - would be the last place on earth to cast spells and brew potions, especially since I went to Catholic school, and when a friend brought a Wiccan book to recess, she and those who spent lunchtime reading it were almost suspended.īut, obvious lack of magic powers aside, I still aspired to Sabrina's teen witch reality. Life in the Ontario suburbs was largely uneventful, with most weekends reserved for jaunts to the variety store or afternoons at the mall. Second, because I just knew I couldn't be. In autumn of 1996, I knew I wasn't a teenage witch.įirst, because I was barely 11 years old and, according to Sabrina folklore, was five years from 16 and therefore half a decade from coming into my supernatural powers (should I have any).

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Sabrina the teenage witch season 1 friend