How can this be? Mona was the first one in her entire grade to get
her period. Plus she surmises by the population problems of the Far
East that she is appropriately equipped. But she doesn't look like, say,
Barbara. If her friend is a developed nation, Mona is, sure enough, the
third world. Barbara's is the body Mona is still waiting to grow into:
Her breasts, for example, are veritable colonies of herself, with a
distinct tendency toward independence. (75)