So the story goes. Once upon a time ( time, time, time), there was this girl . She went by the name Milly. So Milly grew up like all other little girls – laughing, playing with pink dolls who wore pink clothes and drank from little pink tea cups. She wore her hair in pigtails, sometimes she wore it down and, of course like every little girl she sometimes hated having her mom do her hair everyday, so sometimes she got it braided. If you looked at her, smiling in her white knee length socks that teased her frilly dress, you would assume she would have boy trouble one day – all the pretty girls always do. And that’s where you would be wrong. For in the woods, deep deep down, past the cabin, in her bedroom ever morning her mother would say before she left for school,
“Books Before Boys Because Boys Bring Babies”.
To which she would always smile sweetly and say,
” Yes, Ma’am ( she was a polite little girl), I won’t forget the seven B’s” .
She’d hurry to school before her mum began her stories of ” back in the day”.
But that is not where the story ends, for there is more. T’is the girl grows up. All the way to about eighteen or nineteen moons in age. For now this girl, who had never had friends who were guys suddenly found herself in another world. The fairytale slowly disappeared like the mist after a hot shower. Her Knee socks became ankle socks which would never reach her knee-length school skirts. Although her pigtails were long forgotten the seven B’s persisted. This was now the real world and the seven B’s did not apply in the Real world. Thus after wagering and waring with her inner mom’s voice she was faced with one of realities evident truths.
” I CAN HAVE GUY FRIENDS” She almost couldn’t believe it. Why hadn’t anyone told her this sooner?