I am glad for that slow physical development that widened the differ ence between her and her contemporaries, though she suffered over it She was too vulnerable for that terrible world of youthful competition, of preening and parading, of constant measuring of yourself against every She other, of envy, "If I had that copper hair," "If I had that skin..." She tormented herself enough about not looking like the others, there was enough of the ness, the having to be conscious of words before you speak, the constant caring-what are they thinking of me? without having it all magnified by the merciless physical drives