“Anything you can do I can do better. I can do anything better than you—“
“Will you stop singing that stupid song?”
“It isn’t a stupid song. You just don’t want to hear it because it’s true. Girls can do anything as good as or even better than boys.”
His face turned red. “Okay, why don’t you put your money where your mouth is?” He stepped back. “Try setting the tent up by yourself.”
“Okay.” She rubbed her hands together before getting to work. Eight minutes later the tent stood upright. “Well?”
Shaking her head, she left.