Allison's first day of seventh grade is pretty bad. She ends up a school with a pair of her mom's underwear clinging to her pants. I know that sounds like it couldn't happen, but it happened in my family, only not as bad. My mom went out with one of my dad's socks on her pants and my dad left for work with a sock in his pocket and thought it was a handkerchief and pulled it out in front of his boss. Obviously, it could have been worse for them, as it was for Allison.
This book is all about growing up and outgrowing your friends, dealing with the desire to be popular and finding out who you are. All without the nastiness of a Judy Blume novel. When I say that I mean, that somehow...I think that Judy Blume is the kind of author who WANTS her characters to suffer. I don't get that sense with Myracle. Or anyone else. Maybe I need to go back though and read Blume again. This is just what I'm remembering from being that perfect Judy Blume age when I read them. Anyway, this was a great book and is really helping me get back on track!
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