In the seventh grade my friend Tracy Ewens wrote me a note saying that she was sorry that sometimes she acted like a b word. Unfortunately I read the note and understood it to say, "Sorry but sometimes you act like a b word." I was so devastated that she would call me a b word that I immediately, without finishing the note to the end, burned it with a match over the toilet and then flushed it down. It took us weeks to figure out what happened and get back to being friends
I only have five minutes before we start the discussion. I'll go back and finish this review another night when I have more time because there are so many things I want to say.