She was a perfect baby, and she had a perfect name. Chrysanthemum. When
she was old enough to appreciate it, Chrysanthemum loved her name. And
then she started school. “I’m named after my grandmother,” said
Victoria. “You’re named after a flower.” Chrysanthemum wilted.
Life at school didn’t improve. In fact, it got worse. Then the students
were introduced to their music teacher, Mrs. Twinkle. Mrs. Delphinium Twinkle. And suddenly, Chrysanthemum blossomed….
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just mailed this to a sweet little gal who is about to become a preschooler! Guess where I had bought it?... 8 cousins!!!! ;) miss you!
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