And good lord, please keep your knees together when you sit down. It’s not right to have your legs flung open. You still don’t know why, and you look enviously at your cousin, Sam, who is sitting exactly that way. With his hand down his pants. This only elicited one frown from his mama, an expression of displeasure that did nothing to remedy the situation. Well, at least you know not to do that. But why on earth can’t you sit like the boys do?
Y.L. Wolfe