different ways of showing it. They like to tease her, the way Eric Macaulay does, calling her Thumbelina and shooting rubber bands in her direction. Rachel says itâs demeaning to be called Thumbelina. She says Alison should put a stop to it right now, before it gets out of hand.
âHe only calls me that because Iâm small,â Alison said the other day at my house. âYou know that fairy tale about the girl whoâs smaller than a thumb â¦Â thereâs even a song about her.â Alison began to sing and dance around my room. Sheâs a very good dancer. She must take afterSadie Wishnik. When she finished she fell back on my bed, laughing. I laughed too. Finally, so did Rachel. Alison has a way of making people feel good.
Soon all three of us were singing the Thumbelina song and by the time Rachel went home she said, âWell â¦Â maybe itâs not so demeaning.â
Alison also knows how to flirt. Iâve been watching to see how she does it. She kind of teases the boys and giggles. You can learn a lot by watching a popular person in action. You can learn how to act and how not to act. Mom is always telling me to be myself but there are times when I donât know what being myself means. Sometimes I feel grown up and other times I feel like a little kid. I seem to be more than one person.
Thatâs exactly how I felt last Wednesday. It was raining really hard. Alison came to my house after school. Rachel couldnât come because she had a music lesson. We were sitting in the kitchen, eating doughnuts and playing Spit, when we got to talking about the games we used to play when we were little. It turned out weâd both collected Barbies. So I got the idea to go down to the basement and dig out my old Barbie dolls, which I havenât seen since fourth grade. I found them in a carton marked
Stephâs Old Toys
. I carried the Barbie case up to my room, closed the door and Alison and I played all afternoon, dressing andundressing my three Barbies, while we made up silly stories for them to act out.
One of the stories was
Barbie Is Adopted
. After weâd finished, I asked Alison how it feels to be adopted for real.
âHow would I know?â she asked. âI was adopted when I was four months old. I donât know what it feels like not to be adopted.â
âBut do you ever think about your biological mother?â I asked. I had seen this movie on TV about an adopted girl and when she was eighteen she decided to search for her biological mother.
âSometimes I think about her,â Alison said, âabout how young and poor she was. She was just fifteen when she had me. But Iâm happy with Gena and Leon. If I had to choose parents Iâd choose them.â
âIâd choose mine, too,â I said, âexcept Iâd make sure my father got a job where he didnât have to travel.â
âWhat does he do anyway?â
âHeâs in public relations.â
âWhenâs he coming home?â Alison asked.
âNot until Thanksgiving.â
âYou must really miss him.â
âYeah â¦Â I do.â
Later, when we packed up my Barbies and put them away, we vowed never to tell anyone we had played with them that afternoon.
The next day I was sitting in French class daydreaming about Alison. About how her life sounds just like a fairy tale. It would make a good movie, I thought. It would be called
The Alison Monceau Story
. It would star Gena Farrell as Alisonâs mother and Alison as herself and I would play her best friend.
Stephanie Behrens Hirsch
it would say on the screen. Maybe Rachel could play Alisonâs biological mother. With makeup and a wig she could probably look Vietnamese and she could certainly look fifteen. Jeremy Dragon could play â¦
âStephanie!â Mrs. Hillerman shouted. âWill you please wake up!â
âWhat â¦Â me?â
The class