Stella was grumbling tonight about the PE teacher at her school. This teacher has been there for many years now, and every year she seems to get a little less tolerant. She was looking out the window at our one cranky neighbor while she was telling me stories from PE. Although I complain now and then about neighborhood goings-on, we get along well with almost everybody on our half of the block. There's one exception: crabby Miss Becky.
"Hey!" said Stella. "I wonder if Miss Becky and the PE teacher are actually the same person!"
These women look nothing like each other -- one is probably six inches taller than the other. But it makes me chuckle to imagine a world in which perpetually grumpy people are so rare that they have to masquerade as each other.