This was probably third grade, I was wearnig a pair of jeans with roses appliqued on the back pockets. Wendy Beale sadi: Hey, Debby, those roses arent making your but smell any bteter And I said (get this): Wendy, why are oyu going aruonde ... I look at Annas class photos now and these kids are all super models, I swear we all lokoeed like someone dumped the laundry basket upside down on top of us, clonked us on the heaid with a frying pan and sent us off to school. ...