![]() ![]() Some people call me a tomboy, whatever that means. Otherwise I’m not really special in any outrageous way. I’m hideous at math and even though I read a lot and know my share of big words, mostly cause Mom and Dad toss them around like grenades, I tend to talk too much in class and know too much about stuff my teachers don’t have time for. Maybe I’d like it better if I was any good at it. I know it sounds all high-drama to say I hate school, but it’s pretty much true. We have our share of snoots I suppose, but mostly it’s the usual collection of nits and numbskulls. It’s private, but not like ritzy private. I go to the Fairfield School in Paddington. So I know you want to know about the pirates right away, because after all you opened a book with the word pirates in the title, but let me just explain a few things. ![]() ![]() And also maybe I don’t remember the exact-exact words sometimes, like when Mom and Dad are shouting at each other, but that’s pretty much blah-blah anyway. I’m not making up anything except maybe sometimes when I forgot the real name of something or when the pirates talk, which, because I don’t speak their stupid language, I couldn’t really know what they were saying. ![]()
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