Rhonda Pinston from the fifth grade fainted right off the bleachers in the
middle of a choir concert. Everyone whispered about Rhonda Pinston.
Rhonda Pinston had big bosoms and pink brassieres and see-through
blouses. The boys gave her sweet tarts at recess. Not little sweet tarts
that come in packets, but giant ones the size of clams. Grape, her favorite
flavor. Rhonda's fingers and lips were always stained purple. There were
purple fingerprints on her blouse where she adjusted her brassiere. One
girl whispered that Rhonda Pinston fainted because it was the first day
of her period. No one would say what it meant to have a period, but it
had something to do with bosoms. Everyone got so excited, staring at
Rhonda, I decided to practice. After school I practiced fainting in my
own room, falling, over and over, my knees going weak, a pillow pressed
against my head. Each time I fell, I thought of sweet tarts, giant purple
ones, and the boys staring down at me as if I were Rhonda.
--- From Sleeping with Houdini
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