Hormone Jungle: Coming of Age in Middle School

Like the surge of tidal flood waters that come right before a hurricane, angry feelings about the Steven Gilleys of the world began to rise inside me, and that's when it happened. The sound of an angry voice, the universal voice of the sixth-grade girl fed up with the pestilence of male immaturity, began to form in my head. I sat down and wrote my first poem. Open Christina's scrapbook and enter a world where girls rule and boys drool, where hormones rage, and where poetry captures the imp...