Stone Soup by Jan Eliot for January 13, 1996
Joan: I hate my hair...I wish I could wear contacts. I wish I could lose 10 pounds. Joan: I wish I'd taken school more seriously. I wish I was outgoing like you and Val: Sis! Stop! Joan: Don't you ever wish you could change things about yourself? Val: No. I like myself just the way I am. Joan: I wish I was like you.