Phoebe In Wonderland

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Happy birthday.

The next rule is:

"Good Job Jenny asks questions...

...only when it's time

for asking questions."

How will we know

when it's time for questions?

What did I just say

about asking questions?

But...

You may ask

when you can ask questions...

...when it's time

for asking questions.

Huh?

In this classroom,

we have some rules.

These are the same rules

we had last year.

Is that a question?

Class, what is the rule

about asking questions?

What do we know about

Good Job Jenny?

She deserves a slow

and painful death.

Anyone?

"'T was brillig...

"and the slithy toves

did gyre and gimble in the wabe.

"All mlmsy

were the borogoves...

...and the mome raths outgrabe."

That's Miss Dodger,

the new theater teacher.

Attend the tea party.

Writing?

Summoning the courage, failing.

Blackthorne's gonna publish me.

Oh, Peter.

It's a tiny academic press.

No, that's great.

Nobody'll read it.

It's great.

It is great.

It's the greatest thing

in the history of great.

I think you are.

Till I shrivel up

with resentment?

How was your day?

Good.

The girls?

Terrific.

I don't know

how you do it.

So yourwork examlnes

Alice in Wonderland?

Well, actually it's...it's...

"I have angst.

Sincerely, Olivia."

How does a seven-year-old

have angst?

You don't know the half of it.

Mozart was six when he wrote

his first opera.

I'm seven.

Well, he's only got a year

on you, sweetie.

You don't understand.

See?

A house of women

speaking their minds.

And...and her poetry,

it's like E.E. Cummings...

Phoebe too,

these rhythms and rhymes...

...and internal monologues.

You've never seen

anything like it.

Hillary is a terrific mother.

Mm, well...

Oh, no, please,

I insist, let me.

Thank you.

How's the book coming along?

Precarlous Enchantment.:

Wonderland and Perverslon,

right?

God, how awful.

So...

Well, sometimes I actually have time

to write a whole sentence.

Remember that next tlme

you cry, baby.

But don't you love

belng a mother?

God, yes.

Break your mother's back.

Step on a crack,

break your mother's back.

Step on a crack,

break your mother's back.

Step on a crack,

break your mother's back.

Is that a Patriot Girl doll

in your locker?

Katherine,

girl of strength and spirit...

...growing up in Philadelphia

during the American Revolution.

I had her.

I stuck needles

in her eyes.

I have Mary.

Mary, she's a Patriot Girl too,

except British.

She escaped the bombing

of London during World War II.

I know who she is.

She's a loser.

You think?

"You think?"

What are you looking for?

Money.

Yesterday I found a dollar.

I'm saving up

for Sings With Birds...

...the noble Sioux girl

growing up in 1732.

Do you want

my Katherine one?

Thanks, but I have it.

No!

No, don't touch me!

- No!

- I got you!

No, you didn't!

I'm not it!

Yes, you are.

No, you don't understand.

I can't be it.

Please don't make me be it.

Phoebe's it!

No!

I'm sorry.

Please don't tell.

Miss Reiter...

Phoebe spit at me!

Phoebe, it's only a game.

I'm sorry.

I didn't mean to.

Something's going on

with Phoebe.

Because she got upset

during tag?

She spat.

As I understand it,

all the other kids were running at her.

They were playing tag.

Exactly, it seems

pretty innocent to me.

It was the way it happened.

This is why little boys

who kiss little girls...

...get expelled

for sexual assault.

- All right, Hillary.

- No, I'm sorry.

It's just, we want

our kids to care...

...and then we worry

when they do.

We want them to show spirit,

and then punish it.

I really don't see

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