“Merlin’s beard! What has happened here? Did a tornado pass?” Beezus’ Aunt Belinda asked hysterically upon entering her room. She looked at her casually. “Why? ….I mean, what seems to be the matter Aunt Bel? I’m just trying to sew a pair of socks,” the young eaglette replied.

Belinda sighed deeply, sat on one side of her bed, and then started pulling the tattered and scattered pieces of cloth together. “You know darling, I appreciate you doing your best to sew. But..” the woman eyed her work with pity. “Perhaps it’ll take a decade before you actually learn to sew?”