My sister’s name is beautiful. And so peculiar. I’d still wonder how my parents came up with it; it echoed in my ears like brilliant music.
I know they’re worried about school; I’ve seen them get together with the principal. But why is she joining school right after being born? I will really struggle to keep bullies at bay.
I did not understand either so much fuss about the stacked beds; I told them I wouldn’t mind sharing my cradle of old but getting her into a large bed doesn’t sound quite right. She will get lost amid so much free space!
Indeed, it seemed she was going to be a little baby: it proved impossible to find her under mum’s skinny belly.