from Homeschooler:
She's moody and sulky; filled with hormones--long lines of dirt under her fingernails. She says the English language isn't logical, though she’s a native speaker and age 13. She makes a cross with her hands before bowing to her muffin to make a soft crater in bread as big as a fist. She drinks black coffee from large styrofoam cups. She watches TV all day long. She thinks the "last" discovery of America was the most important. After all, we discovered the world is round.

“’Is’ or ‘was’?” she asks. I sneak into the bathroom and marvel at the acne creams, lotions, and rinses--homeopathic and nuclear.

“Is. The world IS round,” I answer. It's possible her family told her otherwise. I take nothing for granted.

From the toilet, I stare at asthma contraptions--inhalers hooked into something like a shower cap. One of them is all grimy and bears a foreboding warning, "DO NOT WASH THIS BAG." It looks like someone should definitely wash the bag.

She calls her father for science help because "My dad knows everything." He can build a motor with styrofoam and screws.