She was a perfect baby, and she had a perfect name.
Chrysanthemum. When she was old enough to appreciate it,
Chrysanthemum loved her name. And then she started school. "I'm
named after my grandmother," said Victoria. "You're named after a
flower." Chrysanthemum wilted. Life at school didn't
improve. In fact, it got worse. Then the students were introduced
to their music teacher, Mrs. Twinkle. Mrs. Delphinium
Twinkle. And suddenly, Chrysanthemum blossomed....