I’m going to be a teacher one day. With that in mind, I’ve borrowed several education-related books in hopes of becoming an acceptable teacher.
This one turns out to pointless. IDK, too self-indulgent. This person is not really a good writer anyway. I’ve read one of her fictions for children and I disliked it so much. She thinks she’s so cute. I would guess that she was twenty-five when she wrote this book. Let’s see, the book was written in 1999 and she was born in 1968 . . .
Thirty-one. Close enough.
Looking younger than you really are is a good thing, but sounding younger is just embarrassing.