My Sister, the Great
Mimi's Thoughts on Nancy
My sister Nancy is a lot of things. She's two years older than me, and two grades above me. She and Stanley both like to eat. She's pretty. Not as pretty as Suzy, but still pretty. She likes animals, especially Chu Chu.
And she's a pretty great sister.
When we split up, we're usually with Flip and Scooter, who like doing this kind of thing.
I mean, we all like it, but those two especially. When those two are in your group, it's nice to have someone else who isn't afraid to be scared. Scooter and Flip never flinch, let alone shiver. It's like fear can't get to them. Sometimes I wonder how they do it. Why else do you think I like bossing Scooter around? He's braver, and I don't like it.
But when we're split up like that, into our normal four groups: Henry and Stanley; Suzy, Alan, Anne, and Tom; me, Nancy, Scooter, and Flip; and Pop on his own, our group is more like two separate groups.
Flip and Scooter are one, and Nancy and I are the other.
The boys are strong and cool. And we girls are just… girly.
But there's nothing wrong with that.