When I was 10, I had Problems, no really I did and Ms. Alexa Kitchen takes me back to the days when I thought having a little brother meant that I had to find room and board elsewhere (meaning a distant township in the Austrian Mountains). I remember my childhood room, the way it was kept (disheveled but neatly cluttered, at least to me) and how much I loved it that way - nobody knew how to find their way in it, only me. I recall the days when I found comfort in my schoolyard daydreams and passing notes littered with doodles and pink ink hearts. *Sigh* 10 was a good year, a year when a stuffy class room and clueless teacher was better handled by covering everything up with sparkly star and unicorns stickers... When nobody knew YOU better then Yourself, but still your mother nagged and brothers annoyed (No Offense). Ugh Grown-Ups Are Dumb! (no offense)
Reviewed by Penelope B.