Other editions of book The Big Move: Stuck In The Middle

Excuse me, where are my manners? Let me introduce myself. My name is Sandy Broadburger. I am twelve years old. I’m not good at sports, and school can be challenging at times. I’m too slow for basketball, and when I tried out for cheerleading, I didn’t make that either. I’ve never had perfect attendance, because I have problems with asthma. My hair is straight, and can’t hold curls, so I’m forced to wear one ponytail, or two. I am skinny with knock knees and pigeon toes, which means when I walk my feet turn inward. Walking is okay, but running is a whole different subject. I can see great, when I wear my glasses. The frames are red and are twice the size of my face. I’m not too developed either. I have a flat chest like a boy, and I only wear training bras for now. My mom says I’m a late bloomer. I don’t even know what that mean.