Posted on: 2008-08-17

"How could he do this to me?" wailed Lydia. "I thought George was different than other guys!"

Elizabeth resisted the urge to roll her eyes. Just last week, her fifteen year old sister had come home from a date with George Wickham and declared that she was in love.

"Lydia, George is different...in a bad way. I tried to warn you about him, didn't I?"

"Yeah," she replied sullenly, staring at the wall. "Men are so stupid."

The room was quiet for a minute as Elizabeth tried to think of what to say next. Her previous attempts to advise Lydia in these matters seemed to have little effect. Maybe she needed a new approach.

Suddenly an idea came to her. She put one of her favorite CDs in the stereo and said, "Yeah, I know what you mean. Listen to this..."

You hate men is what you say
And I understand how you feel that way
All girls dream of a fairy tale
But what you got's like a used car sales man,
Trying to conceal what's wrong
Behind a smile and a song
And I'm not saying that boys are not like that
But I think you should know
That some of us will grow
Because...

All princes start as frogs
All gentlemen as dogs
Just wait till it's plain to see
What we're growing up to be
Cuz some frogs will still be frogs
Some dogs will still be dogs
But some boys could become men
Just don't kiss us till then*

Lydia listened skeptically at first, but by the end of the song she couldn't help laughing. "Haha, you're right Lizzy. So what do you think, is George a frog or a dog?"

Her sister pondered the question seriously for a moment and then said, "A dog. Definitely a dog. He's too attractive to be called a frog." With a smirk Lizzy added, "But I think Bill Collins fits that description!"

*Superchick---"Princes and Frogs"