Myrtle’s Zyrtles

摘要

<正> I ran home from second grade straight into Mama’s arms.”Nobody in my class likes me,“I said,sobbing.“What makes you think that?”she asked,smoothing my hairwith her gentle hands.“At recess,a boy yelled,‘Myrtle,Myrtle,slow as a tur-tle,so darn fat she wears a girdle.’Then everybody started say-